Sharing Love: My Husband Married Without My Permission

98. Talking With Diana

The meeting with Arga a few days ago still left a question mark in my heart, about how I felt about him but I tried to rid him of the shadow and debaran in this chest. I am a woman who is not completely free. Must be able to keep myself from the view of people especially with my current status. And also about Mom's dislike of Arga.

Mom just came home from the vegetable stall, I have forbidden Mom to leave, but Mom forced her to walk lightly she said, sports after a long time just stay at home and in the backyard.

"Yes!" call Mom from the kitchen, I'm cleaning the bathroom looking at Mom.

"Yes?"

"Here's a minute!" call again.

I washed my soapy hands and rinsed the walls and floor of the bathroom.

I approached Mom and received a wicker basket filled with vegetables and meat.

"Mother than others, you were a few nights ago ushered by a man?" ask Mom in a cold tone.

My chest immediately thumped hearing Mother ask like that.

"Who?" ask Mom again.

"Friends only, Mom," I replied.

"Whose friend? How did you not tell me about Mom?" ask Mom again. I did not dare to turn around, only slowing down the movement of my hands that were cleaning vegetables and meat, and spices into the refrigerator.

"Just friends, yesterday we had a chance to meet at the mall when nganter Risma," I said.

"Which friend?" Mom started to push me.

"Arga, Mom." I'm finally honest. I feel sorry and I'm afraid I'll be angry.

"Why is Arga the same? You guys make a deal at the mall?" mother asked, sounding suspicious.

I turned my head quickly and shook my head, Mother still staring intently at me.

"No, Ma. We don't make a deal." I closed the fridge and sat down near Mom.

"So at the vegetable stall, someone was talking about you, he asked Mom who was taking you that night" said Mother again.

"That's what it's talking about, so it's not good to hear. So gossip, Yu!" reveal Mother again. He looks his sad face.

I took Mom's hand and rubbed it with my thumb.

"Mother believe that Ayu and everyone else are the same? Ayu is also self-conscious that Ayu is not completely free, Mom. Besides, if I don't believe just ask Risma, Ayu yesterday came out to take her to buy clothes. Risma also knows how we met accidentally." I assured Mom. Mom just kept looking at me.

"There's one thing that got us delivered to Arga, Mom. But we're not doing anything weird!" I'm persisting.

"Sorry Mom, Yu. I've misunderstood, besides you didn't say anything about that night, either" said Mother.

"Not everything Ayu did and Ayu experienced should I know, right? Sorry also Ayu did not say the same Mother because I do not want to keep thinking."

Mother nodded. "Yes, it's been. I want to rest first" said Mother. Mother went to the room, while I continued my work to clean the house.

By noon, my shop was open. Lately a bit quiet buyer, but still enough to add the contents of the wallet even though not how much. My writing job is also still lakoni, it turns out pretty decent also can get money just capital idea and also Wifi.

I open my mobile app. The money from the sale of land in the village is still there, but not how much, some of it has been used for stall capital and its contents, but if the stalls and stalls continue I also can not guarantee this money will still exist in the next few months. Prices are getting soaring, especially the price of cooking oil on the market is enough to make Mothers suffocate. And again the cost of maternal treatment outside BPJS. It does not feel calm also just have this kind of provision with our situation like this. While from writing, not every month also I can draw the results that have been obtained.

I took the phone next to the laptop. The clock is almost noon, lunch time. Soon I called Diana, sent her a message that I'd call her tonight. Diana's habit of watching drakor late at night on her laptop makes her leave the phone in the room, so always the reason if I call without the news is too late first, he said, must be pissed waiting until he's online his WA.

[Later the night I called.] That's the only message I sent him. I resumed my work on the laptop, occasionally looking at the HP who had not received an answer, until almost fifteen minutes finally Diana replied to my message.

[Okay] the answer is brief.

The afternoon passed very quickly, the dark sky was now beginning to appear in the sky. The sound of adzan magrib also began to echo in several corners of the mosque, sounding melodious voice to make me. I rushed into the house to perform three compulsory prayers.

After the prayer, I went back to my stall, watching if anyone bought me I also finished the last chapter that will be published tomorrow.

Diana called me, wearing a headset I talked to her while her hands were active for typing even though it wasn't as smooth as I focused. Just ignore our conversation because it's just haha-hihi at first.

"Di, what do you think I'm working for?" I asked Diana.

"Work? Keep Mom?" diana asked a little protest.

"I'm confused, Di. Now my income is only from the shop and from writing, that's not much. I need a steady job" I confided. Diana already knew if I was in the world wrote onlen.

"Yes, anyway. You are now a single career woman!" diana said, the sound of foreign-language films was heard on the sidelines of our conversation.

"Do you know you want to work?" ask Diana again.

"Not yet, I haven't spoken to Mom, I want to ask your opinion first" I said.

"Hem, I can. If my opinion is yes you talk first with Mom. Who will take care of you when you work?" ask Diana again. My thoughts were on Sinta and Yu Tarni. I need their help again.

"Yes as usual, Sinta or Yu Tarni," I replied.

"You better get married again anyway, keep bringing me to live with you. Let you stay at home and take care of me too" he said, chuckling.

"Diana! You are a fucking yes." My reflection.

"Eh, I'm serious!"