Painful Love (Painful Love)

After Three Months

"How, Bima, have you got a job?" emma asked after the man who became her husband sat on a worn-out sofa in the living room.

Bimantara took off one button on the top of the shirt that wrapped his athletic body. "Yet. I've been to several companies that used to work with Papa's company, but they say there are no vacancies" he replied.

Emma, who had just lifted a sun-dried clothesline next to the house, threw the clothes onto the empty sofa next to Bimantara. "Fear again. Fail again. If this continues, when do we live happily, Bim? You should have tried harder to find a job instead of leha-leha!" blow the woman. The roar of breath hunting, the chest was deflated.

For the past three months, Bimantara has had difficulty finding work. Many work calls, but only the interview stage he has been eliminated because he said it does not fit the criteria of the company even though in any case, he is superior to his competitors.

Bimantara took a long breath. "Don't talk recklessly, Emma! I've tried my best, but it's not sustenance, how?" said the man while clenching his palms, trying to hold the anger within.

Emma clucked in annoyance. "Reason! Just tell me you're not the head of the family!" The woman gave a sharp look towards her husband.

I swear by anything, it feels like Bimantara really wants to slap Emma's face using the palm of her own hand because it can no longer stand the ravings that slide from the lips of the woman.

Since she was pregnant, Emma was often angry and vague, yelling and saying things that should not be said by a wife to her husband. However, the desire must run aground when remembering the three-month-old fetus in the womb of the wife. He did not want to take the risk at the expense of his future son.

"Here you go, Emma, I'm tired of going around all day looking for work. I want to rest so please don't say anything in front of me" Pinta Bimantara was sincere. Yeah, he's not willing to prolong the problem just because he hasn't got a new job.

Bimantara went to the kitchen, then he opened the hood of saji. "Aren't you cooking?" the man asked when he saw that no food was available at the table. There are only cups and also teapots made of plastic.

Emma casually replied, "No money!" The woman seemed to be playing with her mobile phone.

"Don't I give you a hundred thousand yesterday, then what did you use that money for tonight you didn't provide food for me?" Bimantara stared intently at the figure of a beautiful woman across there.

Emma got up slowly from the sofa, then walked closer to Bimantara. When she was next to her husband, she said, "You think that money is enough to meet the needs of our household, huh? Just so you know, Bim, that hundred thousand money has no meaning in my eyes."

"Make buying powder, skin care and body care is not enough and you hope the money can buy all the household needs. Don't dream!" emma said with emphasis on the last sentence.

"If you want to eat, just make instant noodles. I bought it at Bu Saodah's shop. There are a variety of flavors and you can choose for yourself." After saying the last sentence, he just passed by leaving Bimantara who was still fluttering in the doorway.

Bimantara's right hand was lifted up, then he rubbed his chest gently. "Patience, Bim. Maybe your wife is tired because all day busy taking care of the house. Not to mention the hormones of pregnant women, making her often experience mood swing."

Meanwhile, Tsamara was sitting alone in the gazebo on the edge of the pool. The girl looked at the beauty of the sky at night. The moonlight plus the sparkling stars made the night very sad.

"What's daydreaming, Tsa?" ask Sekar. The woman rests her ass on the bench next to the child.

Sekar did not immediately believe it because he knew very well what was being thought by his eldest son. The nine months of Tsamara are in the womb until an inner bond is created between them. So when Tsamara says 'no' then there is something that is actually being thought of by the beloved child.

Salon and spa owners with branches everywhere can guess if Tsamara is thinking about his past. Divorcing from a beloved husband will inflict a deep wound on Tsamara's heart, though three months have passed yet the pain left unbearable in every Eve on this earth.

The middle-aged woman carried Tsamara's head to her shoulders. He rubbed the top of the head of his beloved child with love. "Mom knows what you're thinking. Even if you don't say anything, but Mama can feel the shock of your heart all this time."

"You still can't forget Bimantara, huh?" tanya Sekar without stopping rubbing the top of the head of Tsamara.

The beautiful hazel-eyed doctor shook his head, his tongue seemed muddy and his lips were tightly closed. He could not speak in front of his beloved mother.

Sekar's premonition grew stronger when he did not get any response from Tsamara. Take a deep breath, then exhale slowly. "Mama knows that Nak Bima is your first love, the man who first wiped your tears when you cried as a child. However, will you continue to live in the past while Bimantara alone has moved on. She ended up marrying her lover legally in the eyes of religion as well as the country, so why do you think of the man constantly."

"Rather than thinking about Bimantara constantly, why don't you open your heart to another man. Mama sure, out there must be someone who sincerely loves and loves you." It touches the shoulders of Tsamara. "You are beautiful, well educated and hardworking. So, do not feel inchescure when dealing with the past. You are a strong and great girl. Believe me, one day someone will love and love you."

Tsamara stared intently at the brown iris of Sekar. "But I'm afraid of being let down a second time, Ma. I'm afraid of being hurt again when I've given another man a chance."

He smiled broadly at Tsamara's response. "How do you know if something in the past has happened again? Do you have a sixth sense, huh?"

Tsamara shook her head weakly. "No, Ma, but-"

"But what?" sergeant Sekar fast. "You'll never know if you don't try it, son." The woman brought back her son's body in a trap. "Somehow this time you feel like there's going to be happiness coming your way, but you don't know who the man who could melt your father's heart and win your love is."

"Mama's advice, learn to open your heart to other men. Who knows, this time God will bring you happiness. We never know if we don't try."

Tsamara was silent at the words of Sekar. He enjoyed every second with his mother.

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