SUSUK THE ACTOR

MY HUSBAND IS GETTING ROUGH

"what where is it, ma?" ask rara

"father, still out of town baby" I replied

"when is papa back ma? I had a bad dream about papa, ma?" said my son who surprised me

"what kind of dream, son?" ask me again

"i dreamt there was a woman with a very ugly face taking papa from us ma?" rara said while crying

"rara's afraid ma, Rara won't lose papa?" said my son while hugging me firmly

"calm down baby, it's just a dream. Anyway Rara should always pray to Allah, so that God always protects papa wherever he is dear." I said to calm my son's heart.

God why my son's dream can be the same as mine, actually what happened to mas dimas, why our dreams can both be the same.

I felt like I felt really bad, once again I called mas dimas. His phone was connected but never picked up by him.

"evil you mas, when our son is sick and really needs you, you even have no news at all from the beginning of your road to Bandung until this moment there is no news from you" said I lirih

Not long ago mbok ratih went into the hospital room, "mother, I went home first huh? Let me get you mother's clothes and also bring food for mother." said mbok ratih

"ok mbok, don't forget to bring my mukena and my alphabet mbok?" my message

Mbok ratih nodded his head and immediately came out of the nursery of my son.

***

Half an hour and a half in the afternoon change mbok mirna who came to the hospital with food and also my clothes.

"good afternoon mom?" mbok marni

"so late, too, mbok." I said

"what about non-rara?" ask mbok marni while putting food on the table and also a bag containing my clothes on the sofa in this room.

"the heat has gone down, mbok." I replied

"trus has non rara been eating and taking medicine, buk?" ask again

"yes it is mbok! Mommy, are you home yet?" ask me again

"hmmm..bapak was at 10 to get home, buk?" answer mbok marni

"did you know Rara went to the hospital?"

"we told him to Dad. But you said he was tired, so he wanted to rest first." mbok marni explained

There is a bit of anger I feel in this heart. Should have been tired of anything if he already knew his son was sick, surely he would have thought and soon followed here. But this she was even indifferent as if rara was not her son.

"busy, eat first huh? Later if mom is sick too, pity her non-raganya." message mbok marni to me, mbok marni must also feel sadness as I feel.

I immediately devoured the food that had been brought by mbok marni and also kept a little for my son.

After I finished eating, I chose to rest for a while while waiting for the presence of mas dimas here. I want to see how much he cares about our son.

***

I fell asleep so soundly, that I woke up at 5 p.m. I realized it was the crack that woke me up, she complained of being hungry and wanting to eat. So I immediately took rice, vegetables, and side dishes to feed the rara. Not long ago mbok mirna came to bring bread and coffee for me.

"yes I woke up complaining of hunger" I replied

"forgive me mother, I was allowed to buy bread and coffee for my mother, let alone see that she seemed very tired. My plan after this coffee comes, I will immediately wake up mother, but it turns out mother was awake." mbok mirna explained to me, with me who can only smile.

I saw it was going to be 6 and a half, but why until this hour mas dimas did not come here.

I immediately called the coach who was at home. And mbok ratih said that mas dimas had just left in neat clothes, only mas dimas did not say where he was going.

Well I'll wait until 7, if he doesn't come, then I know why.

I also chose to take a bath and immediately carry out my duties as a Muslim. I complain about all my problems only to God, and hope to get a way out of the problems that are happening to our little family.

After I finished praying I saw the clock, and it turned out to be 7. But until this second, he never showed me the nose in the hospital just to see our son.

I immediately called mbok ratih to ask if my husband had come home or not and it turns out that mbok ratih said mas dimas had just come. So I immediately left rara to mbok mirna, and I went home for a while to see mas dimas.

I asked Mr. Anwar to take me home first and then back to the hospital.

30 Minutes I finally got home, and there I saw the car mas dimas was parked neatly.

I immediately went into the house, and asked the whereabouts of mas dimas, and mbok ratih said that mas dimas was in his study, I immediately headed there to meet him.

before I entered the room, I heard my husband talking to someone on the phone.

"i can't tonight, my son is sick! Even for taking care of you, I haven't been to the hospital to see my son. If it's like this tiara can get mad at me" explained mas dimas to someone on the phone

"yes baby, I promise you tomorrow I'll be there to see you and we'll take a walk wherever you like dear." I was shocked to hear mas dimas talking to someone on the phone using affectionate words.

And without knocking, I opened the door and went inside.

"who are you talking to, mas dimas?" ask me directly without further ado

"ti-tiara? Why don't you knock on the door before you get in here...!!" he asked with a pale face but filled with anger at me

"would to enter my husband's office, I have to knock on the door first?" ask him

"yes you have to tap the tiara, you are like a woman who has no manners" he told me with glaring eyes

"i don't care about that! Now all I want to ask is why you from yesterday did not go to the hospital to see the state of our son, you have to! Rara asks you constantly, is that prostitute more important than our child?" I shouted with anger

"who do you mean by a whore?" ask mas

"who else would it be if it wasn't your secretary named Susi? You think I can't read both of you all this time?" yell again

"CLOSE YOUR MOUTH, KNOW WHAT YOU KNOW ABOUT SUSI?" the snatch of mas dimas made me very surprised. And just this time he yelled at me like this.

'you have changed, you are very rude, ' I said softly

"you yell at me just to defend that woman, you're so mean. You have never thought about how I and Rara have been worrying about you for a few days. And I think it's useless that we're both worried about you, because now I know why your number was never active and why you never picked up my phone? It's because you're so absorbed in matching up with that bitch."

'PLAKK...PLAQUE...'

"are-you...??"

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