OUR HUSBAND IS TOGETHER
EMPLOYER LOVES HIS OWN JONGOS
“What father mean?” I rubbed my eyes in disbelief. What is this thing called imaginary nature?
The man did not answer a word, but this time his sturdy hand began to grip my fingers tightly.
Holy hooch! Did the employee come back?
“Che.” Mr. Reno landed his gaze right in front of me. “Actually since the beginning we met I already love you.”
“What?”
“There is wrong?”
“Very!”
“What do you mean?”
“Even though I am a widow, it is not worth it that you play me with the word love. The vow! I won't be tempted.”
What the hell is this crazy Reno! He thought I'd be consumed by his zombie seduction. Huh! Even if you have a wife, do not waste, so the last is right. Maybe he thinks I'm Farah's mom.
“Soath Che! I'm not lying.”
“Ah I want to play with Refa first.”
“Wait!” A sturdy hand felt coiled around my wrist. I looked back and I found the man putting on a shabby look towards me who had started to get out of place. “Sit here first.”
I'm manut.
“I've loved you since the beginning we met.”
“You're lying?”
“No! Swear by anything.”
I'm choked. This man looked at me with emphasis. Is he serious? Ck! Impossible.
“No employer loves his own jongos.”
“Ada.”
“Who?”
“I.”
Well how is this? Is this Reno talking seriously? If I respond I'm afraid this is just a joke. But if not treated what if he is serious? I don't usually give peanuts to other people.
“You already have a wife.”
“Do you want to know the truth?”
“What?” I scrunched my forehead. From here I can see the breath of Mr. Reno who was about to start the word.
“So actually me and Farah were betrothed by our father who happened to be a business partner. Farah loves me but I never put my heart on her. Even you know? Refa exists because it was forced by my father.”
“Means?”
“That's the age of our marriage, we've turned two years old and I've never had the slightest love for her. Suddenly one day my father became seriously ill and his last request was to want a grandchild from me and my wife. I hate! It was as if the situation was not on my side at the time. But how will you? As my dedication to my father, I touched Farah with a heavy heart and finally Refa was born into this world. But after that I never had intercourse with that woman again.”
“What after your wedding did not grow the slightest love?”
“No! From the past until now I could never love that woman especially after I knew that Farah's job was just shopping and shopping. I know she loves this husband very much, but not with her son.” The breath of Mr. Reno was getting heavy, his face was red with emotion. “Even before you worked at my house, that bastard woman never took care of Refa well. Quarrels also often occur between us.”
“Then where is he now?”
“That time he went abroad and now he is at the home of both his parents.”
“Can't Che! I've tried but it doesn't work either.”
I speak a thousand languages. Is this man really saying? Ah it is impossible for there to be an employer who loves his own jongos. Even if she does not love Bu Farah but it is undeniable that the woman is her own legitimate wife.
“Regardless of right or not, but sorry I can't be a connecting mother for your son. Enough for me to be his foster mother.” I said in the end.
“Why?”
“Love or not you are with your wife who obviously at this time you are still valid in one bond. And Refa, your boy desperately needs the affection of a mother.”
“No! Farah never loved her own son. And about the wife, I'll divorce her soon.”
“What? You're crazy huh!”
Oh my God what the hell is this! Why is this fool getting so. Does he think marriage is no different from courtship, where it can be played.
“What other reasons can sustain our relationship? I didn't love Farah and if she divorced it would be okay because my father died. And Refa? Looks like she's more taken care of and comfortable with you.”
“But the woman loves you gosh.”
“On the other hand I also cannot live with a woman I do not love at all.”
I was silent, unable to say anything. It is also true Mr. Reno said that love cannot be forced. I, if so, wouldn't want to live on one roof with someone who doesn't interest me at all. But Refa? Uh! I think too much about that kid.
“I can't say anything.”
“What's the trouble of just saying yes or no?”
“Not so Sir. I just don't want to be a widow twice.”
“Oh so you think that I'm the same as your ex-husband?”
“Em bu- is not what I mean, but-“
“Already Che! I can't at least compare this.”
Srek srek.
Ooh!
Aish! I was left out.
Somehow thought Mr. Reno. If I think it is okay we can be angry at someone especially if the person in question does have a mistake. But what is wrong if we want to repair the relationship? Especially when we have a child in our midst.
The man is no longer here, he's playing sand castle with his son down there. I think he's angry, but I don't care. At best good by himself, he is.
...***...
“Pricilia my son, where do you torch hiks.”
Just like last time, my tears were pouring out nonstop. There's no clarity yet, I don't know where the little princess is. When it comes to Pricilia, I remember Aren. He used to love my little daughter so much, I don't know now. I guess he knows not the disaster that is happening to me, right? And did when he found out he was gonna help me like I used to? Or actually he already knows but pretended not to know because it keeps the feelings of his future wife.
Honestly, sometimes I also still ringing the behavior of his over-credulation to me. I was always escorted home while still serving as a washerman at the bar, I was always given food that caused my stomach suddenly distended even not infrequently all forms of sacrifice he gave me too. Nah! I am not jealous but just still carried away in wonder until now. Is it true that Neni said that Aren actually had other plans behind our closeness all this time? If so, what is the reason? Ah I don't know my head is dizzy thinking about all the puzzles of life.
...***...
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