Not the Forbidden Miss

Nine - Status Only

Mama opened her eyes, I heard Mama's moans calling my name. There was Papa, Mas Azril, and me, but I was the one Mama mentioned by name, when I was a stranger, I was her son-in-law, but my name was what Mama called when she first regained consciousness.

“Ma—Mala ..” With a stare Mama called my name.

“Iya, Ma, Mala is here,” my whisper in Mama's ear.

“Ka—you're okay?” tanyakanya.

“Mala is good, Ma. Mama calm down, huh? Even if you are healthy, Mala is good, Mama must recover first, Mala call the Doctor first yes, Ma?”

Mama nodded her head. I went out to call the Sister and the Doctor in front. They went inside to check on your condition. I just stood at the doorway, watching the Doctor and Sister checking on Mama after awakening. I was thinking, why can Mama ask like that, but Mama does not know this problem. At least Mama doesn't know what happened to me tonight.

Let alone Mama, I just found out that Mas Azril had married Siri to Farah three years ago? I can't stop thinking, Mas Azril could hide everything from Mama and Papa about his relationship with Farah. If it is not approved already dong, do not need to continue? But, the name is love, yes whatever they will do to stay together.

The Doctor and Sister have finished checking on Mama. They came out of the room, and I was still fixated, standing at the door looking at Mas Azril who had been crying, while kissing Mama's hand.

“Mama ... cured, yes? Don't hurt anymore,” whispered Mas Azril with sobbing. “Papa's love is alone, Ma,” he added.

“I—iya,” answer.

“Ma ... Don't gini, huh? Papa is afraid,” said Papa with a sad look. Mama nodded weakly, then her hand grabbed Papa's face and rubbed Papa's cheek.

“Ja—don't cry, Mama is okay,” he said softly. “Mana Mala?” ask Mama.

I walked right up to Mama. I was standing next to Mas Azril who was sitting next to Mama. “This is Mala, Ma. Mala is still here,” I said.

Mama rubbed my stomach, I understand Mama will definitely ask me if I'm pregnant again. I was confused as to what to answer, if Mama kept urging me to get pregnant fast. Though at this time I have been very disappointed and feel I am just as an impingement Mas Azril only. Can I do it again with Mas Azril? Enjoying the beauty of making love with Mas Azril like yesterday, when I did not know that Azril already has Farah, has been married to Farah in series for three years, and already has the fruit of love with Farah.

“When are you pregnant again, Mal? I can't wait to have a grandchild. Mama yesterday was dreaming of holding a grandchild. He's handsome like Azril, but his nose and eyes look like yours. Her eyes are beautiful,” story Mama.

“The mom already has a grandchild,” I said, I momentarily stopped talking, deliberately anyway, so that Mas Azril panicked.

“Have you?” ask Mama.

“Iya, already have, granddaughter of Mama Daughter,” I replied.

Azril looked at me sharply. He was scared, afraid I would tell him everything. I'm just testing, let him panic.

“Mal, you don't talk!” tukas Mas Azril's.

“Yes, Mama already has a grandson, Mas! She's a girl, right?” my spoken.

“Which grandson, Mal?” ask Papa.

“This is what you said, Mal!” mas Azril said, panic.

“Yes, are you slipping, Mal? Did your mom have a granddaughter? Did you miscarry yesterday?” say Mama.

“Yes, that's the hell, Ma? Mala's baby miscarried yesterday, didn't she, Ma? So Mama already has granddaughter savings in Heaven. God willing will all get another grandson, a man, who is handsome, as Mama dreamed,” I said with a smile.

“Indeed already know the gender? There haven't been two months? Just four or five weeks?” ask Papa.

“Mala fetal sense Mala who yesterday miscarried it, woman, Pa,” I replied.

I was satisfied to see Mas Azril's panicked face as I said such a thing. I didn't have to tell Mama about Farah. I don't know what made Mama and Papa disapprove of Farah with Mas Azril.

“Hopefully get pregnant again soon huh, Mal? Mama wants to have a grandchild, before Mama leaves, Mal. You know Mama's condition, right, Mal? Mama pep once had a granddaughter of yours, Mal,” she asked.

I smiled and nodded, but I was confused. Can I serve my husband again? She also serves other women? I feel so disgusted, having to share a husband, but how else? I also can't tell you everything, if I'm divorced, then I lied that I'm still with Mas Azril. But, if it gets caught? Moreover, Mama and Mommy often go home, even sometimes they stay a few nights at home.

“Sana, you go home, let Mama be with Papa and Pakdemu,” Mama's orders.

I know, Mas Azril still wants to be here because he will also accompany Sefi and Farah. His wits are so clever that my husband.

“You rest at home, Zril. Let Papa be here, accompany Mala home, if you still stay here, Mala want to go home with who?” ask Papa.

“I deliver, later I come here again,” Mas Azril replied.

“Just go home, Pakde who will be here accompanying Mama and Papamu. Accompany Mala at home, tomorrow replace you who take care,” said Pakde.

“Ya already Azril same Mala go home,” said Mas Azril.

Azril took me home. We say goodbye to Mama, Papa, and Pakde. We came out of Mama's room. We look at each other. I hate Mas Azril so much, so disappointed and hated!

“I want to go to Sefi's room first,” he said.

“Please! No need to go home is okay either. Hopefully found out Papa or Pakde you are still here, accompanying your wife who you love so much!” my answer.

I no longer use subtle language when talking to Mas Azril. Though I was yesterday, I very carefully spoke to my husband. But, I guess now it is not appropriate for me to say softly to him?

“After, later we go home together,” said Mas Azril.

“I can go home by myself!” my answer.

“It's been one night, Mal?”

“Why? You want one, two, three, same, right?” my answer.

“What do you want to go home with, Mal?” ask Mas Azril.

“This, I brought a motorcycle.” I showed you my motorcycle keys.

“Live here his motorcycle!” mas Azril's Order.

“No need, if you want to accompany Farah, please! Why are we going home together?”

“You're my wife, Mala! You are my responsibility completely!” mas Azril.

“Wife? Wife only status in ID card, right? If it's just status, why are you responsible? I can take care of my own life?” my answer.

“Dragon sayings, Mal!”

“Should I keep my word to a man who has hurt me and lied to me? Yes, so?” my growl.

“I don't want to make a fuss, Mal? We go home together!” emphatically.

Mas Azril took his phone, he seemed to be calling Farah, but he said, he just opened it, and seemed to read the message, then he put the phone back into his pants pocket.

“Farah told me to go home, or take care of Mama. Sefi is no longer fussy. Let's go home!” bring Mas Azril.

“I'm home alone!” I immediately walked ahead of Mas Azril quickly. Mas Azril chased after me, and occasionally he grabbed my hand but I loudly clapped his hand.

“Mala ... don't gini, we go home together, Mal?” said it. “Mal, sorry I.”

I paid no heed to Mas Azril who all the way to the parking lot whining apologized to me, and persuaded me to go home together.

It turned out that I really had to go home with Mas Azril, because arriving at the parking lot was raining heavily. I can't use a motorcycle. I am anti-rain, because once hit by rain my head can hurt.

“Wait here, I'll grab a car, don't go home on a motorcycle, it's raining hard!” mas Azril.

I didn't answer, what I can do now, I have to go home with him, because it's raining so hard.