Sharing Love: My Husband Married Without My Permission

8 Reminds of status

After the discussion, Mas Hilman decided to go home. He said he'd be back by night.

I went to Mom's room, she's still asleep. Soon I went to the kitchen to prepare dinner.

I took some groceries in the refrigerator, sliced them and cleaned them and prepared spices and so on.

My mind was fixed on the thing in the future, somehow my life after this. Maybe I can survive or not. Is Mas Hilman also going to keep his promise not to change to me.

I was really confused at the moment but also helpless with my mother's state. The fear of loss made me have to suppress my own ego. Let me be filial for the rest of mother's life. I will definitely be strong. I hope that.

"Hilman where's Yu?" my mother's voice shocked me until I accidentally sliced my own finger. I hissed in pain and reflexively threw the knife on the cutting board. Instantly the blood spilled from my index finger.

I press this finger with the other hand until the blood stops coming out temporarily, then immediately walk towards the sink and turn on the water from the faucet. The burning water now cleans the blood coming out of my index finger and flows along with the water.

"What's wrong with you, Yu?" ask the worried mother. I looked at the mother who was standing next to me.

"It's okay, Mom. Ayu was just shocked." I smiled towards mom while continuing to clean my hands in the water stream. Mom immediately walked quickly towards the refrigerator and picked up the medicine box that was up there. Mother's gasps returned and quickly pulled my hand, turning the plaster over the injured spot.

"You why the hell? How can his hands be sliced? Then again hold the knife carefully dong Yu! Look at your forgotten bloody hands! What the hell are you thinking until you daydream like that. It's dangerous!" mother's scolding to me. I just grimaced to hear the babbling mother who now kept coming out of her mouth.

"What are you thinking, huh?" ask mom again. My finger is finished. Mom threw the garbage pack of plaster into the garbage crackle.

"It's okay, really. I didn't think of anything." I said to calm mom.

"Don't think of anything until daydreaming and slicing fingers, anyway?!" exclaim mother with annoyance.

"Where's the faith?" ask the mother by spreading her gaze in the other direction.

"So Mas Hilman said he'd go home first, Mom. Mother is sleeping, so Mas Hilman is not saying goodbye to mother," I replied honestly.

I looked shocked when I said that. "Well, how come home? You're not coming home with Hilman? Poor Loh Yu, Hilman is home alone. You just go home, mom is okay to be left behind. Just call Sinta here to accompany Mom," said mother. Mom's face looks bad to me.

"It's okay, Mom. He said Mas Hilman would come back here later."

"Oh, I thought Hilman was angry." Mom changed her face.

"Not angry. Just that he forgot something and had to go home first," I said again.

I came back with my cooking ingredients, my mother told me to sit in front of the tv room, but she refused. Mother chose to help slice the vegetables to be cooked.

Until nightfall Mas Hilman did not see the trunk of his nose. Mother refused to eat only to wait for him who until now has not come. I forced my mother to eat first, so I would wait for her to eat together. But, mother refused. The mother's affection for Mas Hilman was huge. In fact, sometimes I envy because mom seems to be more concerned with Mas Hilman than I am.

The time is rolling, the waiting does not come to make me upset. I took rice and side dishes for mom and I ate. Mas Hilman just let it go, want to come or not. Whatever.

We had finished eating, so Mas Hilman's sleeping mother had not come. I went into my room and lay down playing my phone. Today I haven't peeked at all on the app that's now streaming funan for me.

I saw that the clock was approaching the number nine, but there was no sign of anyone coming. Angry actually, he said he would be back by late afternoon, but until this hour he had not arrived. What the hell is he doing there? Is he not coming back? Maybe he is ....

My mind thought of something else. It would be so sad if it was true what I was thinking right now. At night, both, in a quiet house, and also a halal relationship. Suddenly these eyes feel hot, the chest feels tight. It's a no-no thought. Wasn't it! But the yes-yes. They are halal.

I shrank the tears that were now melting on the cheeks. Want to get rid of all these thoughts, but can't. It all just happened to think.

I switched my mind when it was other. Although it feels like I can't concentrate, but I should still try to get rid of this thought. While sobbing, both of my thumbs moved nimbly over the screen.

An hour struggling with the world of typing was heard the sound of a car stopping in the yard. I got up and headed to the outside door. Peering slightly from the glass window, Mas Hilman got out of the car. One black bag he held in his hand.

I opened the door for Mas Hilman before he knocked. It's not good if he knocks on the game door to wake mom up.

I walked away from him and went back into the room.

Returning to my hp while lying on my stomach, I ignored him who now kept his bag in the corner of the bed. I just kept quiet not talking. It felt really upset to him.

"Yes, have you eaten?"

"Why don't you answer?" tanya Mas Hilman is now approaching towards me. I shifted this body to the other side of the bed. Hilman is approaching.

"Yu, what the hell are you doing?" Hilman asked again. His tone sounded as usual as he protested.

"Are you angry with me?" he asked again.

"Yes?"

"I don't think you're going to come back here anymore."

"sorry. I'm just late."

"Slow a few hours? Nice work! You've made me worry, and wait for you until I'm late to eat." I said with a slight glance at him.

"Sorry Yu, Hana ...."

"Why? He doesn't want to be left again" I asked to cut his words. He was indeed a spoiled child, until he made Mas Hilman break his promise and returned here late.

My thoughts made me hate myself.

"Not that, Yu. Not because of that. I'm late for coming here, because I'm taking Hana to mom's house first. Excuse me. In addition to picking up clothes, I drove her to mom's house because she was afraid to be home alone."

Ha ... that's it. I was dizzy and did not want to discuss the matter.

"I'm sorry. I can't help but leave him alone at home.

I just kept quiet and didn't answer. The mattress beside me seemed to sway as Mas Hilman stood up.

"I want to eat first yes, you sleep spout. Don't keep playing." he remembers and then he walks out of the room. I stared at the door that was now closed, but my guess turned out to be wrong. I thought Mas Hilman ....

Three days we stayed at my mother's house. During that time also Mas Hilman commute to work from here. Poor as well actually, the distance of this house from the office is quite far, but I also have not dared to leave the mother must have Sinta who accompanies mother.

It is very difficult to behave as usual with Mas Hilman when our circumstances are like this. Although I had already accepted Mas Hilman's second marriage to that woman, but I was forced to accept it.

Mom's condition is better, like when I came here. In fact, now the mother has been active going home to her own shop, shopping for kitchen needs and so on. I've banned mom, but mom is stubborn, 'if it's old just sharing it is not good. Make the body sick, ' he said. Well, as long as it's not excessive and make mom tired I can't ban it. It's just asking Sinta to help the mother more strictly.

This afternoon Mas Hilman and I went home. I took the car, while my husband took my bike in the back. Not me, but Mas Hilman himself asked me to drive home in a car. Confused also if at home there is no vehicle, in addition to the highway quite far I also need to go-to other places. Shopping at the supermarket or at the market.

By the time our magrib got home, I parked my car in the garage. Seen a motorbike parked in front of my car can not fit entirely into the garage.

I got out of the car. Just closing the door, Mas Hilman stopped his bike near me.

"Kok's in the parking lot here?" mas Hilman asked in astonishment as he opened the helmet on his head.

"That!" I pointed towards the motor that I was familiar with with my chin. Mas Hilman looked in the direction I pointed. The Motor Mas Dirga. What's the matter here?

Mas Hilman and I walked into the house, the door was open and Mas Dirga was sitting on the sofa smoking quietly.

" you're home yet?" tanya Mas Dirga then turn off his cigarette butts on the properties that are on the table.

" what's going on here?" ask Mas Hilman.

"I drove Hana home." Hearing the name called suddenly I felt annoyed. That woman again. Although he has nothing wrong with me, but still I feel dislike if remembering it is my honey.

"You're home yet?" the voice of a woman who was none other than my mother-in-law. Coming from behind and walking quickly towards us.

"You're how the hell, man. Leave your wife at home for three days. Where have you been? How did you leave Hana? Don't you feel sorry for her? She's your wife too!" mom exclaimed and now mom is sitting on the sofa chair with her grace.

"Hilman told me she's sick and we can't leave her home alone." Hilman answered. She shifted her body near her mother. We both sat on the couch. It looks like mom is looking at me cynically, very different from the old gaze.

" it was his mother who had accompanied him. You don't have to stay there for three days, do you? Or you can stay there. Hilman has a new wife. Give him a chance to be close to his second wife. Let him have children quickly. Don't just have Gilman. Remember that now you three"