
After the death of Aziz mas, I continue my daily activities.From washing clothes, breakfast dishes and some clean houses.I am typical of people who rarely go out of the house.For vegetable shopping, vegetable shopping, I usually prepare for the next 3-4 days.And mas Aziz is out of town, I can cook as necessary.Or if lazy, I order via online.
While drying clothes, the ringing of the phone sounded loud.It turns out there was a phone call from Desi, my close friend.
'Hey Di, busy ga?'
'Customize the country's duty, dry the clothes.'
'why? tumben called me?'
'jalan yuk, where is it.oh yes, to the apartment Karin aja yuk.Sekalian nengokin baby.Lo belom met Karin right since she was born?'
'yes anyway.but sori if now-now I can't.Laki me out of town.Ntar wait for him back,gue permission first.'
'In fact, there are men lo meningan nongki-nongki syantik.Bete right Lo at home?'
'emmm..bete anyway.But, I really do go all over the place.Soriiii...eh..or if not, I'm here.'
'Ahhh Lo Di,ga exclaim lo mentang-about already so IRt already do not want to join us people'
'ga so too Des!'
'Yes.iya.ya already next time, go there deh yes.'
'okay, wait for Des.You know before him."
'okay..bay....'
The phone connection was cut off.Just put down the broom handle, there was the sound of footsteps entering the living room.I rushed out. Apparently there was already a mother-in-law sitting on the living room sofa.
"Your friend, when is it coming?", I asked.
I was about to regret it, but my hand was on the tepis. Oh Allah.....
"Have you thought about my offer yesterday? Let Aziz marry again, or you better split up."
"Astagfirullahaladzim.", hisisku.
"You've resigned from your job this year, but you're not pregnant, are you?So it seems like the opportunity you gave me was in vain."
"Well, the child is a gift from God.We cannot force our will.", my words were immediately cut off.
"It is precisely because of that, God wills.What is wrong with us trying in another way. Let Aziz have offspring.So women do not be selfish.Later his son Aziz will be your son too!"
O Allah, my heart aches hearing the words of mamah.Some months ago mamah did ask me to think, so that I allow mas Aziz to marry again.I think, after a long time mamah will not discuss it again.But it turns out I was wrong,lili's return to Aziz's life disrupted my household life.
"Lili is Aziz's former.Mama think he deserves to be with Aziz.Mamah just know if he now has the same office as Aziz.If you know from the past, already mamah match them."
"Well talk like that, don't you think about Dian mah's feelings?"
"It is precisely you who do not think about the future of your husband Di!"
I could not hold back my tears that suddenly slid just like that.Every chance, if I and Aziz mas visit the house of mama, mama,he always behaved sweetly.But not so if I was alone.I try to keep respecting my mother-in-law.
"With or permission from you, you will still marry Aziz."Mamah also rose from her seat.Tak long, I heard the roar of the car away from my yard.I closed the door of the living room.
My tears are still spilling even though mamah is not here.Sick.sick...once my feelings are.She never wants to try to know what is really happening in my household and Aziz mas.
I sat on the wall not far from the door of the living room.I poked my legs, then I buried my face in it.I shed my tears as much.Nobody knows what I feel like.I am just an orphan.Only Aziz mas I have.But, I have,mas Aziz is getting farther and farther away and doesn't care about me.
I was amazed, the words Istighfar always came out of my mouth when my tears fell.Suddenly there was a touch in my head.Soft touch, the touch of the hand that I used to feel. I looked up my head.
Mas Aziz, he's here.....
I wiped my tears that washed my face. Then Aziz wiped it with a tissue.
I look at my halal man who has been with me for 3 years.Why is he here?Since when? Doesn't he have a job out of town?
Mas Aziz held me in his arms. His heartbeat I felt so close.Yes, the heartbeat that I always missed.I was moved, I cried again in the arms of my husband.Mas Aziz tightened his arms and once peeked at the top of my head.
I don't know how long the crying scene lasted.I tried to take off Aziz's embrace.
My handsome man rubbed my cheek gently.
"Dek,mas just love you.Ga any woman can replace you. Believe me deck, wife mas only you.Cuma Diandra Saputri!", he said while menowel my tiny nose.
"But mamah.", say I stopped when Aziz put his index finger in front of my lips.
"We who live, not mama.Mas will try better so that we have a lot of time together."
"But one of the purposes of marriage is to have children, not..."
"Ssttt. How will the fields produce if they are not planted?"
"I mean???"
Instead of being answered, he smiled. Eh...but why is he here?
"Why are you at home? Not going to Semarang the same....Lilies?"
"It was, but the feeling of mas ga delicious.Especially from last night, my beautiful wife silenced me.Indeed the heck.ngasih ration, but rich ga sincerely so." His words were clearly insinuations to me.Yes, I was just doing my duty .
"Why haven't you ever told me about your true attitude?"
"You mean mas?"
"Hear what you were talking about!"
His voice started to get serious.Take a slow breath.
"If only you weren't too busy pursuing a career and money. Maybe, bad treatment mamah you do not need to get!Sorry, deck!"
"It's not necessary to talk like that. Maybe you mean good..."
"Who's it for?"
"Make your future!"
Mas Aziz smiled slightly.Which woman was not fascinated with the good looks of my husband.His face that looks alim, polite and shady.
"Future are you deck!" pinched my nose slowly.We are not ABG anymore, but this time we are like abg kasmaran .
"Cancel a visit to Semarang. Might as well resign from the company."
"What mas?Don't be so rash."
"Why?I was too busy, to forget my friend only because I was pursuing worldly affairs."
"But the world is important, isn't it?"
"You're a priority mas.Mas thought, by giving you wealth you will be happy.But in fact it's wrong.You also need mas!"
"Then?What will you do after you resign?"
"Open a business, looks like our savings are enough, right?"
"What is mas?"
"Sell buy mobile phone deck.Usually mas ever worked like that.We just try it in front of the house.In the complex we have no cell phone booth right?"
"Yes, um."
"Well donk ngomng.Do not silence mas,mas confused if you do not want to talk. Who will you talk to?"
My heart's confidence is beginning to recover, may this be the first step to the happiness of our household.
We forgot how long we had been sitting on the back floor of the living room door until someone knocked on the door.