Sharing Love: My Husband Married Without My Permission

56. Guests Not Invited.

I came out of the house with a smile on my lips. It seems that I did not go wrong to go to this house and meet with Hana. There was also a good thing that Mas Hilman wasn't home, so I didn't have to fight with him.

Slowly I drove my bike out of the house, no longer did I read Hana who was now looking at me from the doorway.

I'm back home by late afternoon. My mother was waiting for me worriedly. Mom welcomed me when I turned off the bike on the side porch of the house.

Mom quickly approached me and asked, "Where have you been?" ask Mom with a worried tone.

I smiled at Mom and rubbed her arms gently.

"These were from the office straight home, get some clothes," I said to Mother. Mom looked at the big bag under my feet, then she shouted to call out to Sinta. Before long the girl came out of the house carrying the broom she was holding. He kept the broom, leaned against the wall and immediately ran towards me.

"Please take this to your Ma'am's room, Sin." Mother's orders to Sinta. Mom always talked about me, Sinta's mom, but I'm happy because Sinta doesn't mind either. Sinta who is the only daughter in her family does want an older sister. And I also have no sister or sister, making me also love Sinta like my own sister.

"Yes, Budhe," said Sinta and brought a bag of my clothes into the house.

"So your mother called you to not get picked up? I'm worried, you know," said Mom as she walked beside me.

"Oh, that was? Put me in the office, Mom. I want to call Mom back, but there was an officer who called earlier," I said remembering that day, when I took my phone and accidentally hit Arga.

"What is your business?" ask Mother. We both sat on the sofa. I shook my head slowly while looking at Mom.

"Can't you?" ask my mother again.

Again I shake my head. "Can't, Mom. He said there should be a marriage book" I replied. Mom looks at me pity. Like I was confused by this problem.

"Eatya Ayu went to the house, was about to meet Mas Hilman, but Mas Hilman was not there. So Ayu met Hana," I explained.

"It's okay. Ayu came here in good faith. Who knows, he wants to help Ayu find the book from Mas Hilman," I told Mother.

"If he doesn't bring it, Ayu there's another way, ma'am." Mom looked at me confused.

"What way?" ask Mother.

"So Ayu met an old friend, accidentally met in the office there. And he said that if the marriage book doesn't exist, you can file a loss letter to the police to get a new marriage book from KUA." I explained to Mom next, what Arga said and what I planned to do next. However, I did not explain if the person who met me was Arga.

"Good then. Thank goodness there was another way to get the book back, Yu. Mom is looking your way is not as difficult as I imagine," said Mother by stroking her chest.

"Just pray for the best, ma'am." My love for Mom.

***

Sinta and I were watching tv, and Mom had fallen asleep. Already a few days we always sleep a little late, besides me who while working on my script, Sinta also does her college assignments. Tv only as friends so as not to be lonely while we are doing our respective tasks.

Although I was here, Sinta also often stayed and slept in the guest room. The reason is because in this house I installed WiFi. He said more efficient and redundant if WiFi in this house no one uses. His job is very much, considering this year is his last year in college. There is a lot of work and he needs calm. If working at home, besides no WiFi, also his sisters who are both boys are always noisy, rarely get along so Sinta often confides and complains of dizziness with the behavior of his two sisters.

There was a sound of the door being knocked from the outside quite loudly. I don't know who the man who was meeting at the hour that almost crawled to nine o'clock, but he's been disrespectful by coming and making noise at our doorstep.

"Let me open, Mother." Sinta got up and kept her laptop on the table. I woke up because he was already standing. I gave him a thumbs up without speaking, because his mouth was busy with snacks. I continued my work that had been somewhat neglected for a few days.

By exerting all my pride in the bucin characters in the story, now I can pour all my thoughts into writing. Not bad, the rupiah coffers have been entered into my account. At the beginning of tomorrow I will make a withdrawal for the third time.

"Who are you, Ayu?!" I shouted a voice I was very familiar with. My arm hurt when suddenly the owner of the voice pulled my arm a little rough.