OUR HUSBAND IS TOGETHER
AKU?
I did not dwell on this one gas cylinder, he poured the remaining flour into a small bowl which was then filled with water. I don't know what to cook, but in front of me there are two eggs, a bar of chocolate and irregular slices of garlic. Oh Gusti is this the so-called chocolate shake telut experiment? Hmmmm.
“Ngapain y'all?”
“Gosh!”
My heart is almost sworn off! I looked back and I found the master gulped down next to the dinner table and carrying his office bag.
“Papa has puyang?” Refa buyak glee.
“Oh has become the inventor apparently you guys.”
“Ma-means sir?”
“Iya. Mixing between chocolate eggs and onions, do not know what.”
Hey hey hello! The one who did this is not me, your son.
“Who's mom?”
The deg!
“Enjoy to mention your mama's name again here!” Mr. Reno inched away without caring for Refa who began to carve question marks on his face. The little boy was stalking from behind waiting for the certainty of the answer from the father.
“Where's the pa?”
“Sini.” Mr. Reno grabbed Refa's body and sat him on the sofa. “From now who lives in this house Just you, papa, bu Chevani equals Pricil yes.”
“Why is that? Which mom?”
“Mama has gone jauuuuh really.”
“What? Where's mommy going?”
My eyes bought perfect without hearing the words of Mr. Reno. Whatdoes thatmean? Where is adam's three-headed wife?
“Didn't you bring Bu Farah back here? Look at Refa from last night she always mentioned her mother's name continues.” I became a blood ride myself, it could be that this one ego creature does not think about the feelings of his son.
“Farah my wife and I have over her.”
“Oh come on I'm not negotiating a sentence with you, just explain it directly.”
“Already. Let this be my business!” Mr. Reno did not bother my words and went straight into the room leaving Refa who began to be flooded by clear circles from his eyes. This kid really knows his papa's statement mascudine just now.
I'm pissed! What a bastard Reno! Do you want to be her hero now? Oh, my God, why is their behavior so similar. Refa was silent on the spot, his face stiffened instantly and I had no idea where his mind was sailing to at the moment.
“Mother, I mean papa taadi mama atu nda puyang again to cini huh?”
Oh my God my heart is so overflowing.
“Home home, but now your mama has business out of town. Patience yes.”
“But tenapa papa kaya olang even ya bu?”
“Papa you're not angry just cape again. Oh yeah what if we buy chocolate in front there?” I try to calm down. I felt sore, I really could not imagine how if Refa would really become a child victim of brokenhome.
“That's what you want mama or nda want chocolate.”
“Ou so Refa want to make mama sad huh?”
“Enda!”
“That's why you have to wait patiently for mama to come home. Mama brother will want to make a lot of money to buy new toys.”
“What is bu?”
“Iya.”
“Yeeeee mama atu beyi toy balu for atu. Come on bu tita buy kokanna.”
Oh Lord, please forgive your servant. I was forced to make up stories to Refa because I was really not ready to see this one boy crying over the departure of his beloved mother. After this I have to see Mr. Reno. Let me be considered to interfere with the important right of Refa as a child fulfilled.
“Dek plicil nda itut bu?”
“Adek still sleeping in room bang, yaudah yuk.” I pulled on Refa's arm and then led her forward.
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How huh? Actually, Grandma is so mean to me. But what the hell else? Without his presence Refa will be a child who is shy even mentally can be disturbed.
I shuffled towards the living room that directly connected my eyes with a man who was watching his favorite series.
“Pak.” I said bring a close distance to the owner of the house.
“Hmm.”
“I want to talk.”
“Hmm.”
“Pak I'm being serious.”
“Did you see I was also playing?”
The huft! Look cake! I'm rich talking to walls.
“Oke okay fine. So look, I'm really sorry to see Refa. The boy always asked about his mother. Oh come on pack back Ms. Fa-.”
“Pick him back home?” Almost my words were done but instead Mr. Reno had cut it off first. “Iya?”
“E-emm.” I nodded slowly.
“You think which husband wants to have a dissident wife? Wives who never take care of children and husbands and always spend a lot of money every day.”
The deg! I'm riveted. Oh, my God, I actually know what Mr. Reno is feeling. If I were him, I would do the same. But, oh come on. At least he considered the matter for the sake of his son.
“How so? Until when will you let that woman disappear from her own husband's house?”
“Don't like taking care of people's households!”
“Oh gosh! I'm not doing it. But really, what a pity Refa.”
“I've met him earlier.”
“Really? Then how?”
“You don't need to know about my wife's whereabouts, which is clear my resolve is already unanimous to divorce her.”
“APA?”
“Oh hey! Your voice surprised me stupid!”
“Jangaaaan.” I put both hands on the chest of the pleading code. “I can't imagine how to live Refa without a mother.”
“He'll get a new mom. Mother who even from now on already loves him very much.”
My eyebrows are linked to each other. What does that guy mean? So he has a girlfriend all this time?
“Refa is always at home and I make sure I am the one who keeps it every day here. Then which woman do you mean? Is it the night you always take Refa out to meet your woman? Hey you cheated on ya!” I asked at length, my eyes looking sharp.
It's only fitting that Mr. Reno never felt that losing Bu Farah turned out to be the cause. I was devastated even though the victim was the perpetrator who always did KDRT against me. If it's like this, I'll just remember Hero because my story with him ended because of an affair. But who's that woman? Who has the heart to take the happiness of the household of Mr Reno and Bu Farah? It's cruel, really! I'll be stuck when I meet.
“That woman is you Chevani!”
The blush!
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