
Finally the expected day arrived. Mita and Hisham are married. Mita's parents breathed a sigh of relief because Hisham's parents received Mita. The marriage went well without any interruptions.
The wedding of Mita and Hisham was done in a festive and massive because Mita and Hisham were both single children. So their parents want to give their best to their children. They invited the family, neighbors, Hisham's coworkers, Mr. Bakhtiar's business relations and Mr. Emir's friends who were both traders in the market. It's just that the uninvited are Mita's friends and Mita's teachers. No one at school knows if Mita is married today.
Mita and Hisham behave like a happy couple. Hisham occasionally embraces Mita's waist or rubs Mita's back or rubs Mita's head. Hisham also gives a slight kiss on Mita's head. Mita didn't mind when Hisham touched her. However, Hisham was already her husband.
After Mita and Hisham's wedding party go home to Mita's parents to pick up all Mita's belongings. Mita will stay with Hisham. Mita and Hisham did not honeymoon anywhere because Monday Mita had to go to school and Hisham also had to practice in hospitals and pharmacies.
Before Mita leaves her parents' house, Emilia's mother gives her advice.
“Now you have become a wife. You should serve your husband as best you can. Do not let your husband be served by a maid. You alone must serve all the needs of your husband. You should also serve your husband in bed. Don't let you refuse when he asks to be served!” mother Emilia said.
“Good, Mom,” replied Mita.
Emilia's mother rubbed Mita's head. “Mother believes you can be a good wife and mother to your husband and child,” Emilia said.
“Aamiin yes robbal alamin,” Mit replied. Mita kissed Emilia's mother's hand. He also approached the Emir and kissed the hand of the Emir. The Emir rubbed Mita's head.
“Listen and follow what your husband says as long as he teaches kindness,” said Mr. Emir.
“Good, Dad,” replied Mita.
Hisham approaches Mita's parents. He kissed the hands of Emilia's mother and Emir.
“Dad titip daughter Father. Educate him as best as possible! Maybe he often fights but actually his heart is good,” said Mr. Emir.
“Good, Dad. Will Hisham remember always order Daddy,” replied Hisham.
“We're back. Assalamualaikum,” says Hisham.
“Waalaikumsalam,” replied Mr. Emir and Ms. Emila.
With a heavy heart Mita stepped out of her parents' house. Mita waved her hand to both her parents with a sad feeling. Hisham embraces his wife's back to appease his wife.
Hisham opens the car door for Mita. Mita gets in the car and Hisham closes the door for Mita. Mita looked at her parents who were standing in front of the gate. Hisham got into the car and started the car. Mita and Hisham wave to Mita's parents and Hisham drives his car away from Mita's parents' house.
***
Hisham and Mita arrive at Hisham's house. Mita got out of the car while watching Hisham's house. A large house and a large enough yard. Much different from the house of Mita's parents who are only medium-sized. This is the first time Mita has set foot in Hisham's house. Suddenly someone opened the door. A middle-aged woman welcomed their arrival. It was Mbok Narti Hisham's assistant.
“Mbok not sleeping?” ask Hisham.
“Not yet. Mbok wait until Mr. Doctor comes home,” replied Mbok Narti.
“Mbok, meet this wife Hisham her name is Mita,” said Hisham. Mbok Narti shines a finger at Mita.
“Walah, beautiful,” praise Mbok Narti.
“Mbok, could have,” says Mita.
“Come we're in!” Hisham enters the house with Mita's suitcase. Mita follows Hisham from behind. Mbok Narti locked the door.
Hisham took Mita to her room on the ground floor. Hisham opened the door and entered the room. The room was quite spacious with a large bed and a large closet. Mita looked around the room. There are no pictures of Hisham's wife and children. Either Hisham move it.
“Sorry, if we have to sleep in the room. If we sleep separate rooms later found out with mama,” said Hisham.
“It's okay, Bang. We are married already we should sleep one room and one bed,” replied Mita.
“Let's take a break. Just get the goods ready tomorrow! You must have cape once,” said Hisham.
Hisham walked towards the closet, he opened the closet and took the clothes from the closet. Then he took the clothes into the bathroom. How many minutes later Hisham came out of the bathroom wearing a t-shirt and shorts and then climbed onto the bed. He's getting ready for bed.
Mita opens her suitcase to pick up a change of clothes but Mita is immediately shocked to see some lingerie placed in the top pile of clothes.
“Astagfirullahalazim!” mita was shocked. Hearing Mita being shocked Hisham instantly got out of bed.
“Why?” ask Hisham.
“No why-why. You just sleep!” answer Mita.
This must be the work of the mother, Mita said in her heart.
Mita went back to look for her usual nightgown she wore on another pile of clothes. He finally found it too. Mita took the shirt and took it to the bathroom. Mita changes clothes in the shower canal. Shortly after, he came out of the bathroom.
Mita approaches the bed and sits on the bedside. He felt unable to sleep with Hisham even though he used to have sex with Arifin. The sound of a fine snoring from Hisham's mouth seemed like Hisham had slept well. Mita threw herself on the bedside. Shortly afterwards, he fell asleep soundly.
***
The alarm clock in Hisham's room sounded. Time has shown four past thirty minutes. Soon adhan dawn reverberate. Hisham turned to the side. Mita was sleeping soundly while hugging a roll. The way Mita sleeps is funny like a little kid who is sleeping. Hisham smiled at the way Mita slept.
Hisham removed the hairs covering Mita's face. Suddenly Hisham realized that soon the dawn. Hisham quickly got out of bed and headed to the bathroom. Fifteen minutes later Hisham came out of the bathroom. He saw Mita still sleeping soundly. Hisham held a prayer mat and wore a sarong. He is getting ready for prayer.
After being ready for prayer Hisham sat next to Mita and woke Mita.
“Mita. Awake, Mit! Pray first, yuk!” hisham said, but Mita did not wake up.
Hisham reawakens Mita. “Mita. Awake, Mit! We pray first.” Hisham patted Mita's arm but Mita did not wake up. Hisham once again patted Mita's arm.
“Mita, this is Brother. Wake up, yuk!” said Hisham again. Mita turned to Hisham with eyes still sleepy. Then he got out of bed.
“Sholat first, yes! Let our children get used to praying. Babies in the womb can already feel good habits that we often do,” said Hisham.
Mita was moved when she heard Hisham mention the baby in the womb of our child. If Arifin is still alive, he will not admit the baby as his son.
“Ayo wudhu first! Brother wait, yes,” said Hisham. Mita got out of bed and walked to the bathroom. Sayups heard the sound of dawn from the mosque near Hisham's house.
Ten minutes later Mita came out of the bathroom with her eyes still sleepy. Mita held out her alphabet and then put on a face. Finally Hisham and Mita pray at dawn.
After finishing the morning prayer Mita was about to go back to sleep but she remembered her mother's advice to serve her husband. Mita went straight out of her room to the kitchen. Arriving in the kitchen Mbok Narti was cutting onions to make fried rice. Mita does not strongly smell the smell of raw onion, she immediately nausea and want to vomit. Mita went back to the room to vomit. Shortly after, he came out of the room wearing a mask. He went back to the kitchen.
Mbok Narti laughed when he saw Mita wearing a mask.
“Already, Non sitting only. Let Mbok make breakfast,” said Mbok Narti. Mbok Narti was told by Hisham that Mita was pregnant with her child but Hisham asked Mbok Narti not to tell his parents.
“Mita wants to cook for Bang Hisham,” replied Mita.
“Ya already, Non who makes cell phones,” said Mbok Narti.
Mita makes a flat. When the eggs are put into teflon suddenly the oil inside the teflon splashes out and hits Mita's hand. Mita also moved away from the stove. Understand Mita can't cook. His mother always cooked for him and his father. He never helped his mother cook. Mita's only school and play.
“Salt love, Non!” said Mbok Narti while cutting chili.
Mita put in salt but too much. The stove fire was also too big so that the eggplok was charred. Mita made the eggs plop again but the result remains scorched.
Hisham sat down at the dining table. He looked at the dishes available at the dining table. He saw a slightly squalid egg unlike Mbok Narti's. Mita came out of the room and sat down in the dining chair.
“This is you cooking?” Hisham pointed to the food presented in front of the dining table.
“Not. Mita only helps to plunge eggs. Mita is not strong the smell of raw onion makes dizziness and nausea,” replied Mita.
“Yes, it's okay,” said Hisham.
Mita took the fried rice to Hisham and gave a flat egg on it. Hisham ate the fried rice. The taste of fried rice is ordinary like made by Mbok Narti but when eating eggplant ceplok taste salty. But Hisham did not spit out the eggs, he swallowed the eggs.
Mita ate fried rice using a telot ceplok. He felt his mouth was very salty. Mita went straight to the kitchen and spewed the food in her mouth into the trash. He also gargles in the place of the grandson plate. After gargling he returned to the dining table, he saw Hisham about to bribe fried rice with eggplok. Quickly Mita took Hisham's spoon and picked up the eggplok that was on Hisham's plate. Mita also picked up the eggplok that was on the plate.
“Where to take it?” ask Hisham.
“You are dumped,” replied Mita.
Mita brought all the eggs into the kitchen and threw them in the trash. Hisham just sighed seeing what Mita did. After throwing away all the eggs, Mita returned to the dining table.
“Shortly yes, Bang. Mbok Narti is making telor blocks for Abang,” said Mita.
“Mita apologizes for not being able to cook,” Mita said guiltily.
“It's okay. You didn't tell me to cook. Your job is to just pay attention to your pregnancy and learn! That'sthat's all. Other business let Mbok Narti do the work,” said Hisham.
Shortly thereafter Mbok Narti came carrying two flat eggs.
“Tuh, the eggs have arrived. Let's continue eating!” hisham. Mita and Hisham continue breakfast.
***
Mita came out of her room. He was wearing a school uniform. He was ready to go to school. Hisham had breakfast first. Mita approached Hisham and sat down in front of Hisham. Hisham watched his wife who was taking food. His school shirt is starting to look small. His wife's chest was starting to grow. Make the eyes of the men will be fixed on the chest of his wife. Fortunately Mita's school skirt is long so it does not show his wife's legs are white and smooth.
“Let's buy another uniform, yeah! Your clothes are already small,” said Hisham while eating.
Mita looked towards her chest. His school shirt was too small because his weight started to rise. His chest is also growing.
“Iya, Bang,” replied Mita.
“Abang wants you to dress more politely and be more introverted. But it doesn't have to be now. Later little by little,” said Hisham.
“Good, Bang,” replied Mita.
“Let's finish your breakfast! Later you are late for school,” said Hisham.
As usual Hisham drove Mita to the front of the school. Before Mita got out of the car, Hisham took her wallet and took some money out of her wallet. He gave the money to Mita.
“This is for your snack and buy a new uniform and your fare home. Brother can not pick you up because later in the afternoon you have an operating schedule,” said Hisyam.
“Good, Bang. Thank you,” replied Mita.
“Mita school first, Bang. Assalamualaikum.” Mita kissed Hisham's hand and got out of the car.
“Waalaikumsalam,” replied Hisham. Mita went into her school yard.
Without Mita realizing there was someone secretly recording from the windshield of Hisham's car when Hisham was giving money to Mita.