Princess Surgaku Khaula

Change of routine

After visiting the house of Miss, we continued on our way home. I miss the atmosphere of home. I miss watering plants in the back of the house, I miss drinking warm tea made by my domestic assistant who has worked in my home for years. I bought it for them and their neighbors near the house.

Not only do I miss them, they miss me. They look so happy to see me and my son Ammar coming.

"Mom's home yet?" Ask my house assistant.

"Yes Bi, this is for Auntie. The others were shared!" My orders.

"Well Mom, do you want some warm tea?"

I smiled and nodded. I miss the warm tea.

I went into my room, I really miss laying down in this place. I leaned my back, I took my phone.See there's a message coming in

√ Mah, sorry for a few days Papah did not tell you.

Fill out the short message my husband sent with his new number. The number that called the other day but I couldn't pick up.

I would love to answer with a curse, I apply all the annoyance that is still held in this self. But I can't do it because I want him to admit everything he does, he explains the reason why he's hiding something this big from me.

√ Yes pah

I answered briefly without asking for news because now I am no longer curious about its existence and condition. I know he is healthy and happy.

√ Why Mah? tumben mamah replied to a short papah message? Did you ask Papah? Did you ask me where Papah has been for a few days?

√ No Pah, Mamah sure Papah can take good care of himself there.

√ Oh, so. Mama wants Papah to buy what?papah came home today.

√ No need.

I don't know, maybe because my disappointment is so big that it makes my love thin. As if I didn't care what he was going to do.

Three hours later I heard the sound of his car coming into the garage of the house. I who usually run to the door and open the door while welcoming it is now only pura to fall asleep on our bedroom mattress. I was lazy and fed up, let alone want to welcome, seeing it would be painful because it remembered his attitude the other day.

"You sick?" He asked while holding my forehead and cheeks. He came and went straight into the room.

"Well, did you think that Mamah opened the door for rich Papah usually?" He said, I opened my eyes, right in front of me was that face. The face of the man who had carved a wonderful sense of sorrow in me.

"No, Mom is trying to rest." My answer.

"Mother where? this is my suitcase, right?" Back he asked.

"Yes.Avacation with Ammar to Pacitan." I answered briefly.

"Repaint?" He was so shocked when I mentioned the name of the city where he went to stay yesterday.

"What's Mom doing there? I mean Papah, when Papah Mamah there are no friends and family there, right?" He's so curious.

"We just want to enjoy the twilight on one of the beaches there. Is something wrong?" My speech.

"No Mah, why didn't Mamah tell you first if it was going there?" Maybe his heart was relieved because he thought I didn't see him on that beach.

"No Pah, suddenly we want to go there, we feel there is something interesting for us to visit there. How can I call you your phone number has been inactive for a few days." Ketus.

"Oh yeah, Papah change hp number." Answer again.

Yeah, you changed it because you didn't want me to keep calling you and interrupt your meeting with your wife, did you?I'd love to ask my husband, but I don't think it's time yet.

"Ammar where is Mah? are you back at the boarding house or are you still here? Papah misses her." Her speech.

"In his room" I answered.

"Father meet him first huh" he said as he hurriedly stepped towards his son's room. As soon as I woke up and ran after him, I was afraid that my son would not be able to hold back the anger when he saw his face, I was worried that he would continue to imagine the incident the other day.

But it was too late, when I left my husband's room, probably running to the son's room he was missing.

Looks like my husband just got to his son's room and hasn't had a word yet. My son realized I went into his room.I motioned that he shut up and quenched his anger first.

"Darling, Papah misses you so much. Howareyou? we haven't seen each other in nearly two months, have we?" Ask husband.

"Yes Pah. I'm good" answered my son.

"Why? the look on your face doesn't show that you're okay?" Ask husband.

"I'm just exhausted. Can I rest now?" Reply son.

"certain." Say to my husband with disappointment.

With not so eager footsteps he returned to our room and laid down beside me.

"Well, what's wrong with our son?" He asked me.

"Why?" My speech.

"It's weird, it's not as cold as it used to be." Her speech.

"maybe he's tired." My answer.

"After all he never got to the heart to throw people away subtly, let alone me, papahnya" he said annoyed.

"Good or Pah!" Answer's short.

He looked at me and started touching me. It was painful even if I touched my hands. I pushed her hand away from my body.

"Why Mah? don't you miss me?" She asked.

"I'm tired." My answer.

I turned my body behind him and cried silently until I slept.

I fell asleep so fast, the atmosphere of the hotel could not match the comfort of this room. I woke up when Adzan magrib. Immediately I took a shower and prayed and then went down to dinner.

I saw my husband and son sitting there. Where we always eat together, but tonight everything looks different even though the place is the same.

"Mamah slept really well earlier, so Papah came here first, had wanted papah bring food to the room." Saying husband.

"Yes, maybe I'm tired." My speech.

"Oh, Mah, Mar, where have you been in Pacitan?" Ask my husband and my son.

"Beach, dining, clothing store in a par store...." Not done yet my son spoke, I pretended to choke to distract them.

"Mom why? drink mah." My son immediately approached me and gave me a glass of water.

"Father boy, you're just choking." My answer.

"Let's continue eating."My speech.

"No Mah, I'm full. I'm in the room first." He was willing to go to the room.

I know very well how you feel, son, I understand your heart is no less painful than my heart when I see your papah.

"Ammar....Ammar!" My husband called out to her but his son did not turn his head at all.

"That's it, maybe he's in trouble. Wasn't he a good boy before?" My speech.

We continued to eat, after finishing going straight to the room.

"Well, try to talk to Ammar.What's the matter? Mamah also saw Papah somewhat differently than usual."

"Later Mamah try to talk, have a break tomorrow will Papah leave for PT"

This morning I was ready to find a strategic land to build a restaurant.Of course, after my husband left. My kid? he still needed time to recover his heart. So I held back so as not to go to his campus first.I was worried because his emotions were not stable.

I came home before my husband came, today my search is fruitless, maybe I will try tomorrow. I cleaned myself up and surfed in cyberspace, quite able to drive away my saturation until I did not realize my husband was sitting in front of me.

"Well, the day after I had a job out of town for a week." Not Pah's job, but maybe what you mean is vacation. But what to say, I will try not to care about your business anymore I want to be independent before parting with you. I want to start my career, so I no longer depend on the cost of my life and my son to you.

"OK" I agreed easily while still staring at my phone screen and going to the room.

"Well, what's the matter with you? what am I wrong?" My husband asked me.

"If Papah doesn't realize Papah's own mistakes, what about others?" My answer.

He looked down as if he realized something was wrong he was hiding.

That morning he left half an hour early, I don't know what he's going to do there, I try to not care anymore. I focused on my purpose. May today get strategic land.

At a crossroads I met a friend la I Hadi. We were a class when SMK, he was a smart and diligent boy, I heard now he is successful and has several hotels in various cities.

There we talked for a long time, but I got the results of our conversation. Besides I got the opportunity to buy his strategic vacant land, I was also allowed to participate in promoting my products at his hotel.

I try to make things go fast and smooth before my husband returns. I didn't want him to ask me too many questions about my plan. I raised a reliable employee in the field of making food that I will sell, it did not take long kupun products immediately known because the taste problem is no doubt.

Every day I spend my time with all my new activities and keep coming home before my husband gets home until he doesn't suspect anything.