
"Amak went back to the village first yes, Da." said mak Halimah.
"Yes, Mom. I'm sorry Ida can't take Amak to the station" Ida said.
"No why. You're still not very strong. Just rest at home, amak is used to his own village."
"Master didn't deliver the rampage to the village?" asked Ida to look at Burhan.
"No, you need Burhan more. You don't have to worry about rage." Mak Halimah gently stroked her daughter-in-law's hair.
"Thank you, Mommy." Ida kissed her in-laws' hands respectfully.
"You rest. Later amak miss the train," kekeh mak Halimah.
"Yes, Mom. Be careful on the road. If amak meet amai, say hello Ida to amai yes, mak."
"Yes, I'll tell amai, if he'll have a great-grandchild." Halimah smiled warmly.
After the death of her father-in-law, Ida followed Isah buk to the kitchen.
"What's cooking, Buk?" asked Ida when she saw the woman was busy in front of the furnace.
"Eh, Ida. I'm cooking a pangek[1] fish. You like Da? Later you try to eat yes, let your body fresh," said Isah buk while continuing to put the fish into the lake.
The smoke coming out of the furnace made the woman cough. He shook his hands in front of his face. His eyes that were beginning to wrinkle were seen letting out tears.
"Let's help Ida, Buk," bargained Ida was about to take a basin that still contains some fish in it.
"Eh, you just take a break. You can't go to the kitchen," forbid Isah's book to slow down Ida's hand to take the basin in her hand.
"Why can't you, Buk?" ask Ida wonder.
"Your baby can get hot. Let me cook. You take a break," throw out Isah's buk.
Convinced not to win arguing with Isah's book, Ida chose to surrender. He returned to the living room, choosing to re-read the book.
"Assalamualaik." Burhan's voice knocked on the door.
Ida rushed to open the door for Burhan.
"Amak has gone, sir? Very quickly Tuan returned," asked Ida astonished to see her husband had returned from delivering mak Halimah.
"Yes. The train is leaving. What are you doing, Da?"
"I read. Sir want to get you a drink?"
"No need. I can ask Isah's buk. Your body's gonna be good, you just take a break." Burhan sat down next to Ida.
"Where did you get the book, Da?" burhan asked astonished to see Ida holding the book.
"In that room, said Isah buk had a late brother," pointed Ida to the room next to their room.
"Oh, I'm no stranger to that book."
"Master read this book?"
"It has. When my brother was alive he also loved to read the book."
Ida put her book on the table, then sat down to face Burhan.
"How was your trip yesterday? I haven't had a chance to ask." Ida smiled brightly at her husband.
Burhan was astonished to see the change in Ida's nature. He returned Ida's smile while stroking his wife's cheek.
"You're sick of longing, aren't you? Ledek.
" Mister is overconfident" he said, looking down.
Suddenly his face turned red, he was still not used to Burhan's temptation.
"Of course I miss you, sir my husband," said Ida Iirih.
"What, Da? What did you say?" smirkai Burhan brought his ear closer to Ida's face.
"Don't pretend to be deaf, sir. I'm sure you heard what I said" Ida grumbled as she pushed her husband's head slowly away.
"Haha ... I'm just making sure my ears don't hear me wrong" Burhan said.
"Amak's food stalls are closed during the rampage in the village huh, Tuan?" tanya Ida switched the conversation.
"No, it's still open. Ni Madah's watching over the working."
"Oh ...." Ida answered briefly.
She is Burhan's older sister, Uni Medah. Women are tough like mak Halimah. She is five years older than Burhan. His car was as flexible as his mother. Ida only met twice with her sister-in-law because her sister-in-law was more often in Kuantan Bay.
"It rarely comes home?" tanyanya back.
"Yes, bother him to bring his kids home. Why did you switch the conversation, Da?" Burhan realizes that Ida has switched the conversation.
"Ah, I only remember this Madah only, not want to divert the conversation," said Ida.
"Don't you just say you miss me as long as I'm not around?" Burhan returned to the conversation with a smile on his lips.
Ida noticed every detail of the male face before her. Burhan's eyes were drowning as he smiled. The pull of his lips scored a deep dimple on his left cheek. Thick eyebrows shaded his sharp eyes. The nose is quite sharp, and the sturdy jawline perfectly frames the shape of his face. Suddenly Ida's heart again beat irregularly.
Not the first time he saw that smile, not the first time Burhan always teased him, but this time his feelings began to change. It was like an opium that made him want to constantly see that smile.
"Da, why are you daydreaming?" burhan asked astonished to see Ida who was silent.
"A ... I ..." Ida stuttered, looking for an excuse.
"Yes, Burhan ...." The voice of Mak Isah seemed to save Ida.
"Yes, Buk" said Burhan without turning his face away from Ida.
"Would you like to eat now?" ask Isah from the end of the stairs.
"Yes, Buk. I'm going there" said Burhan as he got up from his seat.
"Come, Da. Let's eat first."
Without much rebuttal, Ida complied as Burhan took her hand to the kitchen. Buk Isah and Pak Ujang were waiting for them to eat together.
"Oh, Mr. Ujang is home. How's the seed sir?" burhan asked when he had sat next to Mr. Ujang.
"I've just cleared up a place to feed it, Han," said Mr. Ujang.
"I'm bribing ya?" tawar Burhan's.
"I can eat by myself, I don't need to be too pampered, sir" said Ida.
After spooning the rice to Burhan, Ida took a small portion of the rice from the basket.
"Why did you take so little, Da?"
"I tried a little bit ... Less later I will add."
Ida ate voraciously, there were no tastes that made her stomach feel bad like a few days ago. The savory taste of coconut milk combined with the spicy taste of the seasoning and the legit fish meat makes its appetite appear. Not noticeably, the small portion of rice that he spilled onto his plate, ran out quickly.
"Alhamdulillah, it's finally good to eat you, Da. I'm worried about my heart these three weeks you don't want to eat" said buk Isah.
"Because the antidote is back, Buk," Burhan gelak.
"Aaah, yes ... It could be so. Like the man who lost his soul only Ida when you stayed, Han," juckled Isah.
"Where could it be," Ida denied with her face back to heat up.
Burhan rubbed Ida's back gently. There was a subtle rumble that Ida felt this time, not as usual every time her husband touched her. Ida washed her hands with the water in the small cup. Trying to calm his boisterous heart.
When all finished eating, Ida intends to help Isah buk clean their used dishes.
"Leave it, Da. Don't you wash. You still can't be too tired."
"But I've been sleeping too long. Let me help you wash the dishes."
"No need. Han, you take your wife upstairs," orders Isah's book.
"Come, Da. Just obey the words of your parents."
Unable to argue with Burhan and Isah, Ida simply nodded. According to Burhan who invited him back to the front room.
Just as they were sitting in the living room, someone called out from outside the house.
" Occar ...."
"Waalaikum salam." Burhan got up from his seat, walked towards the door to see who was coming.
"Eeh, Burhan is at home" the voice's owner said.
"Yes, Tek" Burhan said as he opened the door.
A middle-aged woman, appeared in the doorway. Her beautiful face is not age-consuming. His face reminded Ida of someone.
"Is there a problem?" ask the woman.
"Some, I'll call you. Get in the tek first," take Burhan.
"Da, do you know Piah?" burhan asked when Piah's tek was already inside the house.
"Oh .. This is your wife, Han. Ana told me that she had met you. Smart really you broke my son's heart, Han," said Tek Piah without further ado.
"Oh, it turns out that Ana's mother, I deserve to feel familiar with her face" Ida muttered in her heart. Because Piah's face is very similar to Ana's face.
"Haha ... His name is also not a soul mate, Tek," said Burhan awkwardly.
"You may have a tickle, Han ..." Piah's words were stopped by the arrival of Isah's book.
"Ah why Piah, what's the need?" ask buk Isah.
"Oh, I'm going to cook Etek at home. Next week the extended family of my prospective besan will be coming home" Tek Piah explained.
"Oh, has anyone proposed to Ana?"
"Yes, he finally wanted to receive the proposal of the family Datuk Bandaro, after knowing that Burhan was married. Broken my son's heart, Tech." Tek Piah told me as if Ida and Burhan were not in the same room as him.
Ida was silent to hear every sentence that came out of Piah's mouth.
"Let's just go to the room, Da," Burhan said. He noticed the change in his wife's face.
"I live, my wife is not well."
"Eh ... Yes," said Tek Piah like to undo his intention to say something.
Ida and Burhan left the living room, leaving the tek Piah and buk Isah to continue their conversation.
"You okay, Da?" burhan asked, looking at Ida who was still silent in the room.
"Yes, it's okay" he said, opening the book he brought.
"Don't you think of the piah teak ramble" Burhan asked.
"I didn't think of anything, why did you think that?" ida's expressionless flat gaze made Burhan misbehave.
"G ... Haha, I thought you were silent because you were offended by Piah's words earlier," he said laughing awkwardly.
"Why should I think of the words of people who have nothing to do with me" Ida said flatly.
"I think you're jealous" said Burhan.
"Why should I be jealous, it's obvious to me that your heart is only for me right now."
"That means you still don't have any feelings for me, huh, Da?" burhan asked in a bitter voice.
"Why do you think so?"
"Didn't he say, jealous of the sign of love, Da" This time Burhan's face flushed red, he misbehaved.
"Ah, not everything has to be like that, right Mister? Right now I don't want to think about what's not clear. Reflecting on my past experiences, too much of my prejudice on others, keeps my heart's eyes closed to see the truth" Ida explained.
Burhan listened to Ida. He looked at his wife's face.
"If you may know, how was your relationship with Ana? " ask Ida still with an emotionless face.
"I have nothing to do with Ana, Da. All I've thought about since those ten years is you" Burhan assured Ida.
"Aren't you afraid you'd be disappointed if I wasn't as good as you thought?"
"I don't expect anything from you, Da. Just being with you is enough for me."
Ida looked back at Burhan's face. Capturing the seriousness of what Burhan said. Although his heart had accepted the presence of the man, there was another side in his heart that still felt dull. Will Burhan be the last inhabitant in his heart, or will it end up the same as those who stopped first?
[1] Pangek \= a kind of gulai cuisine but not changed. It can also be called dry gulai.