Sharing Love: My Husband Married Without My Permission

280. Insinuations From Family

I didn't expect what happened. I was completely unexpected by the path of fate that God had given me. My eyes are now hot to hear the story and find the sustenance that is still ours. Alhamdulillahot.

I embraced Arga, crying in his chest while giving thanks to the Almighty. The big hand gently rubbed my back and said if I should not cry for it.

"I'm happy, Pa. I'm glad God loves me so much."

"Yes, Alhamdulillah. I also didn't know it was our destiny. Sincere in undergoing anything, it will come back to us can be in the same form or in another form. I salute you, because you have sincerely undergone a tough test and do not complain," he said still while stroking my back, now I feel a soft kiss on the head.

"Already, don't cry. Mamang said I want to see you when you get here. Rest first before we meet with mamang and grandpa," he said. I nodded, took the dirty dishes we used to wear and washed them.

Our room is upstairs, I constantly admire the interior here. The stairs are twisted, showing the large room in the house .. uh, this villa. The items and also the decorations in this place I'm sure if everything is not cheap. Abstract paintings that often make me dizzy hang on the walls of the room below. A large urn is also located on the left right near the stairs. Ah, too much if I have to describe every detail. The place I knew once was just a garden with yam and yam vines now stands a large and luxurious villa. Yes, villa. If it is called this house is too big. The place is also at the end of the village, delicious and comfortable to rest.

From the balcony of the room I could see far outside, past the high iron fence I could see life in this village. Afternoon like this is still crowded with children playing in the field, also seen some of them playing bicycles on the streets of the village is quiet.

Remembering my childhood when my father and mother took me on vacation here, I did not want to go home to my grandfather so much fun playing with my peers. Crying when my mom takes me home.

"Why smile?" Arga's voice made me turn my head.

"Just remember my childhood" I replied.

"Well, was it here?" tanyakanya.

"No, just another school holiday."

A sigh rang out in Arga's nose, making me turn my head at her. He looked forward, following the gaze of a group of children playing bicycles.

"Enak ya if you can live here, as many as," he said. I don't know what he meant by that word.

"When I come here it feels a little lazy to go back to the city, but my job is a lot. Can't carelessly pass me to another," he said again. I just understood, maybe Arga felt tired of all the activities that exist so far. I also once felt bored with my work which is just that, let alone Arga who holds a big responsibility.

"Life here also looks harmonious, yes. Look over there," point it somewhere. I followed Arga's line of sight to where he was pointing. A pair of grandmothers and grandfathers, not too old, anyway. I assume they were six or seventy years old, sitting together on the porch laughing at each other between their talks. Every now and then the grandfather sipped a drink on the table and the grandmother who thrust the plate either content on the grandfather.

"I want to get old, we'll stick together like them, Yu. Life here enjoys both old days" said Arga, his hand now taking my hand and holding it tight. She smiled at me. I approached and put my head on his arm.

"Goddessa, Pa. Pray that we will be given health and long life. Until old we can be together" I said.

"Aamiin's."

We were not there for long, choosing to rest for a while before meeting with grandfather and mamang later. Azka I leave it to Sari, while Gara I heard from mother if I was playing together with Widi.

In the evening we went to the grandfather's house, met with other families as well, the father's cousins who were also his home still in this village. For the sake of meeting us, they came and gathered here. Some of them cried when they found out I was coming, missed. Didn't think I, who met when I was a teenager, had a husband and had a son. Fortunately Arga had prepared souvenirs from the city quite a lot so that all got a share. He said it had been prepared and brought mother here. I just don't know there are any of those things.

Azka and Gara became the focus of the whole family, handsome he said. Both my sons are very handsome.

"It's been five months not being able to sit alone, huh?" ask one of the father's cousin's wives who was directed at Azka.

"Yes, not yet. Maybe soon," said the mother who was holding Azka.

"Asti four months old can sit alone, five months already sitting stable, six months learning to crawl," he said again by boasting his granddaughter who was sitting with a toy in hand.

"Yes, the development of children is different, not the most. In a moment, Dek," said the mother to the woman. Mother's face already looks bad, the article that I heard from their conversation only boasts of their grandchildren.

"Eh, yes. Nih." Mother gave Azka to me

"Well, you're pregnant again, huh?" asked one of them when I was holding Azka.

"Yes, Bi," I replied.

"Geez, pity your child is still a matter of months when she is pregnant again" he added.

"It's okay, it's sustenance that can not be denied," I said again.

"Yes, anyway. But yeah should wait until Azka a year or at least to crawl that."

"It's okay, Nyi. Want to get pregnant again is also not difficult, Ayu there is a foster care also. Not like us who think that many children have to how, especially all the difficult now," said one of the others. He heard his tone slightly cynical with a gaze that made me uncomfortable.

"Yes, if that's true as well, it's not difficult if there are a lot of savings. The effort is good, the husband of the factory boss."

I feel bad about this discussion, it's uncomfortable. Although it is in fact true that we do not have to worry about their future, but honestly speaking about this I do not want it. I do not recognize this rich self, for the rich is my husband.

"Excuse me, yes. Let's give Azka a drink." I paid my respects to the others, walking down past them.

In another room I gave ASI to Azka, sure enough that this child was thirsty, he drank breast milk very strongly. Occasionally pull the tip of my chest with gums that do not have teeth. I grimaced a little in pain every time he did that lately. Mom says because Azka may be itching with her gums, usually because it will grow teeth.

"It hurts, Ka." I pinched his nose, he just smiled, but still did not let go of his mouth from there. His eyes were a little faint, it seemed like he was already sleepy. Mom came and sat down near me.

"Azka's going to sleep?" tanyakanya.

"I think it is."

"Already, love ASI first, already we say goodbye. I'm tired" said mom. I looked at his face, looking annoyed rather than tired.

"Not cape, is it?" ask me a little with a teasing tone.

"Huh, they're talking about children and grandchildren. Yes, it is smarter because it is fed at an early age. Say Azka should also be given MP-ASI to run away," said the mother with annoyance, of course with a slow tone because the sisters are not far from where we sit.

"Haha, justin. They do not know what impact is given early MP-ASI. I don't dare if it's not time yet," I looked at Azka who had closed her eyes, occasionally opened and smiled at me, her small hands glaring through my nostrils until it was amused. That's what he does when he eats from me.

"Yes, don't try to give Azka food if it's not time yet. I'm more afraid that it will become serious," said the mother looked at Azka with pity.

Me and my mother and Arga say goodbye from my grandfather's house, Gara is not willing to part with Widi, so she invites Widi to stay at the villa. Widi also looks very happy to spend the night at the villa, carrying two large dolls of mine that I first gave to her.

"It's a good thing to ask to go home, so I have a reason not to stay at my grandfather's house" Arga said, laughing as we lay with Azka in the middle.

"Eh, what do you want at Grandpa's? Keep up late?" my many.

Arga shrugged his shoulders. "Looks like that. Mamang had prepared the chess earlier," said Arga while smiling shyly.

"Haha, you're like grandpa's favorite daughter-in-law's granddaughter."

"Looks." Laugh slowly at us, afraid that we might wake Azka up.