
I just got back from Dadan's house. This week she was really busy with her business going into her wedding.
"Mas..mbak...have you two o'clock, lunch first yuk?", Come knock on my room door.
"Yes Mah!", Aziz and I got out of my bed.
"Dad!"
"Later, I told her. Let's have more time for both of us. Not good, we're stories but your son's in cuekin?"
I played diaz's fingers. Aziz only stared at two very meaningful people in his life. From Stevan's return, Aziz was in the same room as his wife. But, they had not chatted about the thing that had just happened.
"We eat it."
I put Diaz in her stroller. And push towards the dining table.
"Later to follow." Aziz went to the toilet first.
"We eat mbak, rice Padang tok. I didn't get to cook it yet."
"I'm sorry Mah, because your ma'am is so bothered."
"No mbak. Why the hell can't you say rich is that it keeps, is it somebody else?"
I smiled hearing Imah start babbling.
"Yes.iya...Mommy, my sister is the most beautiful and saliha."
"Well, that's dong. It's good to hear it."
"Where are the preparations? It was from Dadan's house, wasn't it?"
"God has finished all. Justjust...Imah has not thought to buy snacks back shipping mbak. Where is the pesen? If you ask mama, surely mama gave her the expensive."
"And mom is the same as you who are responsible to pay Imah. You are calm!", Aziz is now sitting at the dinner table.
"Yo do not be a mas, you can help but for that one.biar Imah himself. Have some savings."
"Your saving, in simple terms. There are many needs. Although Dadan kang a lot of money, but you also have to have your own handle." Aziz advised while chewing his food.
"Yes, anyway. But ..wes is not popo. Tomorrow, will I get another payday from my mas??", let's raise both eyebrows.
"Do you still want to work here? Where is your bojo???",ledek Aziz.
"You are. I'd like to deket it just as much as I pound it."
May chew her cheeks blinking it. The owner of the cheek was even excited.
"It's not that I don't like you here."
He looked at his cousin's sister.
"You, being a wife is your husband's responsibility. It's good that everything is discussed with your husband first. Kan kang Dadan also has two stalls. Suppose.this is like yes. You can help kang Dadan take care of his stall."
Looks like thinking.
"Yes, anyway. I haven't talked about it to A Dadan."
"Eat him, in the chat first. There will be no misunderstanding."
"You quipped me?", I asked that but also continued to eat.
"Nyindir what the hell is the deck? I told you again Imah aja!", Aziz rubbed my shoulder. But I'm tepis.
I immediately got up from my chair. Then push stroller Diaz.
Don't know what to say. Aziz rubbed his face rough.
It's almost ashar, I invite Diaz to play again. But he seems very sleepy. Diaz fell asleep on her own.
Mas Aziz walked into the room when I just wanted to go to the toilet to pick up ablution.
"Dec!", mas Aziz grabbed my waist from behind.
"I'm sorry.mas didn't mean to insinuate you dear. Where there are rich minds like that."
I just kept quiet hearing his defense.
"Yes. I was wrong. I wasn't honest with you from the beginning! I was almost crazy! I'm ashamed! I don't know if you'll accept my past? I'm afraid you're leaving me. Like Mas Fai, a man I trust a lot. Someone who knows what my life is like. But he dumped me?! I'm afraid you're ashamed to have a wife like me!", I said the real thing I wanted to say tonight to my husband.
But it turns out I can't bear to not reveal it now.
Mas Aziz hugged me even tighter.
Mas Aziz kissed my head over and over again.
"Mas, I'm lucky to have you dear. You have wholeheartedly accepted all the shortcomings of the. Give it a second chance for me."
"And.mas it's not Fai. I'm your husband! Forgive Fai too, without him, we wouldn't be what we are today either."
Yes, it is true. If Mas Fai hadn't left me, maybe we wouldn't be what we are today.
"Dec, I'm ready to hear all your stories. Your past."
I unraveled his embrace.
"I want to pray ashar first mas!"
I step my foot into the toilet.
"We are worshipers!", Aziz grabbed my hand. I don't want to agree without giving an answer.
The prayer of Ashar was over. At the same time, Diaz woke up.
"Honey your mother is awake!", I immediately carry her.
"Darling..!", Aziz hugged me again.
"Let's talk again. Mas ahead yes, kasian Hayu from the morning keep his own stall."
"Yes, '', I answered briefly.
Aziz came out of his room. As for me, I acted to bathe Diaz because the day had begun to afternoon.
"Hayu.sorry, I just helped you."
"It's okay, man. I can do it myself!"
Aziz sat behind the cashier's desk. While Hayu sat near the storefront.
"Where's his grave?"
"Barusan took Faiz to Kang Dadan mas's house. He said there was business."
"Owh.ya already."
They both fell silent. Several times there are customers who buy pulses and mobile phone accessories. Say hello or greet Aziz.
"Sorry mas...what..tadi my Daddy here?", asked Hayu hesitated.
"You know?", asked Aziz. Hayu nodded too.
"What does he need to do here?"
"There's business with diandra."
"With Mbak Dian?", asked hayu astonished.
"Yes." Yeah."
"Sorry, what business?", asked Hayu curiously.
Mas Aziz sighed for a moment.
"I have no right to answer. Maybe next time Dian will tell you!", replied Aziz.
"Oh..all right!", replied Hayu lethargic.
"If everything is conducive, maybe you and Dian can talk to Stevan. But not for this very near future. Except. if Mayu really wants to talk to her."
"No mas. I don't think I want to talk to him anymore."
Hayu's eyes glared out of nowhere.
Aziz thought logically. They both hate Stevan. But..how is it also.all has happened. Maybe Stevan was too late to realize. It all takes time...
Time to forgive and be forgiven.
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Sorry keun... after this eps, there will be many flashback episodes is okay???
Flashback Dian and Fai of course 🤗 .
Thank you for reading the work of mamak peneh yes, awaited criticism and suggestions 🙏🙏🙏🙏