Sharing Love: My Husband Married Without My Permission

286. Goddesses

"Yes don't sell it either, man. Where are we gonna live until this house is sold?" ask mom now in a tone that does not accept.

"Contract," I said.

"Mom doesn't want to! It's narrow to contract, man."

"From Mom to jail!" i interrupted. Mother was silent with annoyance.

"Here, anyway Hilman does not want to yes if until Mother urges Hilman to borrow with Ayu or her husband. Hilman's ashamed, Mom. Hilman will get a loan from somewhere else, but if we can't, we have to sell this house. Besides, it's also uncomfortable here. Just look we've been talking about people since then, especially now that people here know you're cheating, where do we put our faces, Mom?" ask me with annoyance. I don't want to hear any more of my mother's answers that make my emotions increase. I took Vita and left mom there. Let me reflect on my mistake now. I was tired and ashamed of my neighbors.

Vita I took to the room, put on a thick jacket and socks and shoes, not to forget the knit hat of Vita's birthday gift from Dewi a few months ago. I'll take him outside to get some wind. I am tired of living at home with all these thoughts. Life's a lot of debt makes me feel suffocated, especially with the threat of bringing all the police.

"Where are you going, man?" I asked her when I just came out of the room.

"Go away for a moment" I said and left before I asked again.

Vita was looking good when I turned on the bike, she was jumping around in a sling sign she was happy and seemed to understand if we were going.

"Come, Vita. We're leaving" I said trying to smile at him. Vita shouted in her distinctive voice as I started running the motor out of the gate of the house.

I don't know where I'm going, it feels like I want to go for a moment to calm this heart. However, obviously not able to ignore the presence of Vita that I invited, Vita should not get wind for long. The jacket she was wearing though thick also could not guarantee the naughty wind that could have made my daughter sick and uncomfortable.

I decided to go to a park not far from home. Only ten minutes away by motorbike, usually the park is still crowded with some people who enjoy the night, especially many young people who are out to enjoy Sunday night, he said, also I often see some small families go to the park just to enjoy the snacks that are there. Lucky tonight the sky is nice so there are no black clouds up there.

Vita looked really happy when I took her on a bench there. He saw the crowd of people who were here. Some down and down in front of us. Vita's eyes sparkled with her lips on the back of a smile.

I watched the little family not far in front of me, sitting together on the grass and playing with their child, I guess his age was not far with Vita either. They look very happy. Luckily, the boy had complete affection from both his parents, while Vita ....

"Ohhhh!" Vita's voice roused me from the daydream. Vita moved irregularly over my lap, pointing towards the bubble balloon that flew past us. He continued to try and reach his hand, as if he wanted to break the bubble in front of him.

"Vita wants?" my many. He certainly did not answer, could not speak at the age of more than one year. Walking too Vita still can not because the pain he suffered made his growth so slightly hampered. When other children started walking at the age of one year, Vita still could not stand at all. In fact, now at the age of seventeen months, he can only stand, it still has to hold on and often falls. Vita also still did not speak well.

"Assalamualaikum," said someone clearly. I turned my head to look at someone who said hello. There was a woman in neat clothes holding a little boy in front of me, smiling broadly.

"Vita's here too?" the woman's greeting is none other than the Goddess to Vita.

"Yes, here. We were from the hospital, Cio's mother was born. I was told to take care of Cio until his mother came home from the hospital. Coincidentally Cio wanted to come here, even met Vita," said Mbak Dewi while pinching Vita's cheek. Vita held out her hands asking to be carried and immediately the Goddess took from my lap. Seen once Vita is very close and also familiar with Dewi, different tastes if with mother, Vita including cuek with his grandmother. Not as enthusiastic right now.

"Oh, Thank God. His sister's boy or girl?" my question, it feels good to hear that someone has given birth.

"Woman, man," he answered. I shifted my body. "Wanna sit?" ask the Goddess.

"Eh, yes. Cio here, sit down." The goddess tapped a place in the middle between us. The four-year-old boy complied and sat down. The ball toy he played with, lit up, made Vita look very enthusiastic and reached out to grab it.

"Vita wants?" asked the Goddess, then she called one of the toy dealers who were near us. The man came while playing a lighted ball in his hand, made of colourful transparent rubber with a circular elastic strap on his middle finger, which when thrown and pulled it will give off a beautiful twinkle light.

I took the money out of my wallet. "No need, Man. I paid for it" he said, removing my outstretched hand from paying.

"Eh, no. Let me pay, Mother."

"Here, this is a gift from me to make Vita," he said again, immediately he handed the money fitting for toys to the seller. Vita looks very happy with the new toy he got, hitting it so that it gives off light. I was glad to see him laughing so hard.

"Thank you, Ma'am."

"Sama-sama," he said.

"You two? Not Vita's grandmother?" ask Goddess.

"No, mother is at home," I replied briefly, the Goddess only replied 'oh, after that we just kept quiet and paid more attention to Vita and Cio who were playing together showing their respective toys.

"Sir, thank you very often I bother to take care of Vita," I told him. Not feeling good actually when you have to leave Vita with him.

"It's okay, really. I'm Man, Vita's home. It is not lonely if there is a friend," said Dewi with a smile.

"I was helped if you were fussy" I said embarrassed. Dewi just laughed while taking Vita to play the ball.

"Haha, maybe Vita's grandmother is tired again. Especially if Vita is crying, it is difficult to stop crying. Isn't that right, Vit?" asked Vita in the last sentence to my daughter with a tone made anxious, which then answered the cry of Vita. I smiled happily because Dewi was more patient with Vita than mother.

I glanced at Dewi, seeing that the interaction with Vita made me think of something. Is Dewi willing to be Vita's mother?