Sharing Love: My Husband Married Without My Permission

48. Hana Who Never Understood

"What do you mean, Ayu? What do you mean you want to give up?" asked Mas Hilman furiously. I'm sure he wasn't stupid just to understand what I meant.

"You know what I mean, Mom. I gave you permission and also gave you time and opportunity to be together without me being among you" I said softly.

"Please get out of here. From now on, I want to be alone" I pleaded.

"Dark! I don't want to!" exclaimed Mas Hilman with a trembling tone. "Do you need time to make it yourself? I'll give you some time, but not to separate!" yells.

I shook my head. This time I've been steady to do this, besides this very near Mom will perform surgical removal of tumor cells in her head. I'll be able to tell Mom freely later. Hopefully his heart is also strong to accept the fact that this child has been combined and also decided to separate.

"I'm done with my decision, Mom. Please understand. And help you get out of this room." Expel her.

I heard a long breath from him.

"alright. I'm going out, but you don't think about it, Yu. I beg. I don't want you to get away from me."

Hilman then fell silent.

"If it is Hana who is the problem between us, I will settle this relationship with Hana after the child is born. Let's live happily with that boy. It's just the three of us. Without Hana."

His words made me reflexively stare at him in disbelief. Not the boy's thing.

"You're outrageous, Mas. You want to throw him out after he gave you something so precious? Are your thoughts healthy?" ask me with anger.

"Do you want to separate your child from his mother? Don't be crazy, Mom!" I cried by looking at him sharply.

"Where are your thoughts until you have a plan to do so? You ...." I don't know what else I'm gonna talk about. The person in front of me is no longer sane. Is he still the Hilman I know?

"I'll do whatever it's important you don't get away from me. Even if I have to divorce him, the important thing is not that you leave me" he said in a steady tone.

He's not Hilman. I don't know who's in front of me. I don't feel like I recognize him.

"Go from my room, Mas. Please leave now" I pleaded with him. I really don't want to meet him just yet, rather than me having emotions arguing with him over this.

"But I don't want to part with you, Yu. I don't want to" he said repeatedly.

"You get out of this room, or I get out of this house!" threaten me half yelling.

He looked at me with a sad look, "I'm going out."

I saw the door of the room that was now closing. Soon I lock this room, don't want us. She's back inside here. I really don't understand what's on Mas Hilman's mind. How could he have such a thought, the heart to separate the mother from her child.

...***...

The condition of Mas Hilman who did not work made our situation worse as well. Money given from his company as a severance. It wasn't a severance, it was just money thanks for his hard work all along.

The money is getting smaller and thinner these days. Big pegs rather than poles, that's what we're clearly feeling right now. In fact, this peg almost collapsed if only I didn't use the money in the minimum. Of course it was the money Mas Hilman gave me, while the money Mas Hilman gave Hana, I had no idea what he was buying for.

I once asked Hana to give half of what Mas Hilman gave her, but the woman refused. The reason is that she is pregnant and needs to go to the doctor and some of it. Mas Hilman also could not do anything if he had spoken.

"Waalaikum salam" I said. I didn't come closer, still struggling with my cooking.

"Get the job, Mas?" ask her. Mas Hilman just leaned his back on the back of the chair.

"Can't do it, Yu. It's hard to find a job right now" he lamented. He bowed his head over the two hands he had folded on the table. Seeing it like that I feel sorry, but how else? This is indeed a risk that he must take to become a married man.

"Mas, the money that was yesterday has stayed a little," I reported to him. Mas Hilman raised his face.

"How much is it?" ask Mas Hilman.

"There are weeks, there are" I replied.

"Oh, I'll think again. I'm dizzy now. Tired."

I continued cooking, while Mas Hilman drank the water he took himself in the refrigerator.

"Mas, how's this?" Hana suddenly came closer towards Mas Hilman with a sad face.

"What's wrong?" asked Mas Hilman, the empty glass he kept on the table.

"Mother .. ask for money. Pay for the Fika exam" Hana said. It seems that Mas Hilman mend*sah slowly heard it.

"Can't it be next time?" ask Mas Hilman to Hana.

"can't. The test is the day after. Fika has to pay for the exam, today is last, Mas!" hana exclaimed with a little whining, tugging at the hands of Mas Hilman like a Kindergarten boy who asked to buy toys.

"Hana, I don't have any money right now. The money I got from the office I've given you equally to both of you. I where there is money to pay for your sister's exam," said Mas Hilman gave understanding to Hana. That lethargic face now looked even more pitiful.

"Why isn't your money the one you used to pay for your sister's exam? After all the money that Mas Hilman loves you is still intact, right? You haven't worn it yet? You just don't give me to eat," I asked Hana. The woman plays down the edge of her shirt.

"That money is running out, Ma'am," he said, leaving me shaking my head in displeasure. No money for food, but almost habsi?

"Make what?" my many.

"Make me see a doctor. Create ... emm .. yes my needs. I would if I did not want to eat at home to buy food outside," he said slowly. Still bowing your head like you're afraid of being scolded.

"You should think about it, Han. Mas Hilman is now being difficult, you do not waste dong!" seruku.

"Well, how else, Ma'am. I can't eat vegetables now." He said for the same reason.

"Why is the problem? You should be aware that our husband is unemployed. Can you tell a little bit about being a person?" my growl.

"Yu, stop. If there's no money, how else?" mas Hilman defended him again.

"Defend the woman, Mas. A woman who doesn't want to know how you are!" I snapped at Mas Hilman while turning off the stove and leaving the kitchen. Whatever the food on the stove will move or even remain there. I don't give a shit!

Ma'am why, anyway? You don't want to understand me? It doesn't want me! if you're jealous you just say it!" hana shouted as I almost reached the door of the room.