Sharing Love: My Husband Married Without My Permission

29. My Surg is on Mom

I continued my journey to Mother's house from school Gara. it was not believed at all when Gara landed his kiss on my cheek. Warm and also fun. Until now this is still imagined the face of the child is sweet and adorable. O God, can I have a son as handsome and sweet as him?

As a result of the meeting with Gara earlier, the mood in my heart became very good. There was also a good thing I went to the park before going to Mom's house.

It wasn't until an hour that I got to Mom's house. I went into a house whose door was not closed.

"Assalamualaikum, Ma!" I shouted to Mom as she entered the house.

Mother was seen in the kitchen, slicing something on the cutting board while Sinta was struggling with a frying pan on a burning stove.

"Eh, Ayu!" Mother exclaimed, holding the knife she was holding and coming towards me, hugging me tightly.

"You're not here to tell me about Mom?" Mother asked after releasing her embrace.

"Yes, Mom. Ayu's just at home, '" I replied.

"It just so happens that Ayu's mom is coming!" Sinta from behind Mom approached. He had a plate in his hand.

"Try this, Ma'am, I made it. Budhe said it's salty, but I don't think so, ah." Sinta looks upset with cute pursed lips. I took a spoon and tasted it a little. It's salty in my opinion.

"Asin" I said to him.

"Times, anyway?" sinta asked in disbelief, "So I've been a race. Is this time salty?" ask again.

"Maybe you put too much salt in. Wong from earlier you cooked while daydreaming, really!" Mother nodded while shaking her head.

"I'm not daydreaming!" said Sinta in self-defense.

"Don't daydream what? You were from earlier not knowing what to do. Fish fry time only until the gosong. Also, cook potato fried chili until salted like gini." Mother pointed to the plate in Sinta's hand and also pointed at the food on the dining table using her chin.

"What the hell do you think you're daydreaming about?" ask me with a teasing tone.

"I didn't think of anything" he said with annoyance.

"I think I know. Must be about Marwan, huh?" mother asked as well with a mischievous smile on her lips.

"Marwan Pak Soleh's son?" ask me to Mom.

"Hooh," Mother replied with a small laugh.

"Ih, this Budhe. Don't you fucking crap! I didn't think of that Marwan! What kind of guy like that to wear in mind everything!" exclaimed Sinta then turned around and went back to the front of the stove that was still burning.

Mom laughed, her happy face teased Sinta who was considered like her own child.

"What the hell is it, Mom?" kepo many.

"Well, that's a young man's business!" exclaimed Mother, making me a manyun for not being told about them. I was curious too!

"Buddy! Don't do that! Don't spread the hoax!" sinta from there. We laughed seeing Sinta who was mumbling from her place.

"Who is spreading the hoax! Budhe see for yourself!" say Mother tenaciously.

"See what? My people don't do anything. Just refuse him!" Seru Sinta's. Aware of that, Sinta immediately covered her mouth in embarrassment. He turned back to face his cooking.

Mom and I laughed at Sinta who misbehaved like that. He shut his mouth and spoke no more.

"Cieee, the new guy! Marwan's a good boy. The time he was rejected. It's poor Sin!" myrag.

"Bak, what the hell! Same mother as Budhe tuh ya. It's so tight when I bully me!" Sinta is not less talkative with exclamation. His face became red.

I glanced at Sinta. Sinta just kept quiet no matter. His mood is not good right now.

"It's okay, ma'am. Just want to see Mom and stay here. Can, right?" my many. Mom smiled.

"Have your husband permission?" ask Mother. I nodded my head. I asked her permission, even though she didn't.

Sinta was seen glancing at me after Mom asked that. His eyes looked strange to me, like a questionable look.

"We're sitting there." Bring Mom.

"Sin, finish the cooking. Budhe wants to talk to Ms. Ayu," said Mother to Sinta.

"Hmmm!" Sinta simply replied with a mutter. You little boy! If you are angry then. I just shook my head with the child's behavior.

"Be careful not to be salty again. I'll guess you're marrying kebelet loh!" I'm making fun of. Sinta glanced at me, then threw her face quickly in the other direction. He's so funny when he's angry like that, he's so bullied. Haha!!

We sat in the living room.

"You want to stay here and Hilman will?" ask Mom again.

"Yes, Mom. This mother why the hell? The child himself wants to stay overnight while still being asked," said I with annoyance.

"Open so. You have already made the stairs. I'm not good with Hilman if you go back and forth here and stay overnight" said Mother with guilt.

"Oh my goodness, Mom. This mother is my mother, do I have to separate from Mas Hilman first so that my mother's heart is good I stay here?" ask me with annoyance.

"Huss! What the hell are you talking about? It's not good to talk like that. Pamali!" exclaim Mother does not like.

Sinta came with a warm tea as usual. I've told him never to do this, but this kid still does it if I come home. He glanced at me as Mom said that.

"Thank you, Sin."

"Together, Mother." Then he went back to the kitchen.

"That's you, don't ever tell Hilman apart! He's a good man to you. You just say you want to split up!" exclaim Mother with a sharp shot.

"Yes, Mom said it's not good every time Ayu went home and stayed here. Ayu's daughter, Ayu also misses Mother," I said by approaching Mom and leaning this head on her shoulder.

"Mother's just afraid that Hilman wouldn't allow it better not. The wife's heaven is on the husband," Mother advised.

"But the child's heaven is upon his mother." I don't want to lose what Mom said.

Mother sighed heavily, her thin hands gently rubbing my hair.

"Yes, if Hilman permits, it's okay. I just don't want you guys to do anything because of Mom. I'm afraid that you're not the same Hilman. He has been patient with you, not necessarily someone as patient as him," said Mother again gently. I know what this Mother's words mean, what you mean by patience.

"Yes, Mom."

"You don't have a problem with Hilman, do you?" ask Mom again.

I fell silent, then shook my head. "No, Ma. We're fine" I replied.

Tonight I slept with my mother as usual. Mom was asleep earlier.

The clock has now shown at eleven o'clock in the evening, but I haven't been able to close my eyes. The conversation with my mother made me think hard. Mom doesn't like me parting ways with Mas Hilman. What am I supposed to do? Can I still survive with him? If there was no Hana of course I would be able to hang on with the man, but now with the little boy I feel uncomfortable staying at home. Her treatment of me made me feel like a maid in my own home.

Oh God. What am I supposed to do? What should I do later? I feel tired and want to give up.