The Fading Love

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Inayah POVs

Aska is very happy to be invited by papa gardening, harvesting some vegetables to sell to the market. Me and Mom prepared lunch to take to the garden. Everything is ready, me and my mom just leave, I use a metic motor to get to the garden. The distance of the house to the papah garden is not too far away, but mamah is not too strong if forced to walk there.

Only five minutes less me and mamah have arrived, it turns out papah and Aska are finished too. They wait in a wooden house that is deliberately made papah to rest. oh yes, my mother also has a supermarket located in the market, their supermarket is quite large, and their supermarket is quite large, and that's the biggest supermarket in my village. Papah and Mamah are also retired PNS, but my parents are still not comparable to the wealthy Zidan family, Zidan's wealth may not run out for seven derivatives.

Ah, never mind, do not compare my parents to my parents-in-law, no matter how my parents, they are still human beings who love me as sincerely as their hearts.

Me and mamah immediately headed for the small wooden house, Aska was being read the same legend story papah. Aska was very happy if read a fairy tale like that.

"Assalamualaikum" I said along with mama.

"Waalaikumsallam" replied papah.

"sorry, pah"

"no ko son, papah also just finished the Dzuhur prayer with Aska" I rubbed my son's head proud, happiness clearly visible on my son's face, the bigger, the bigger, Aska is getting more and more like my husband. I smiled at my son, I became a miss Zidan, we have not met for almost three weeks, hopefully Zidan's food is regular, and sleep well, the day after I and Aska have returned to Jakarta. My vacation time with Aska is almost over, so these last two days, my family is making good use of it. Mamah Papah deliberately did not open first while the supermarket, so that more time is spent with us, they said.

The lunch menu is very appetizing, lalapan bud gumbuli, plus sambal terasi made by mamah, there is fried chicken tempe also, masyaallah delicious, I became my kangen bang. Brother Shaka can not go back to the village because he just got permission from his office, I understand Abang Shaka, maybe next time I will visit his house located in the city center.

Eight shoots of gumbuli or cassava leaves is my brother's favorite, so I remember him when I ate it. When I was a child I often wrestled the last shoots of gumbuli, even though we had eaten a lot, but still fought because of the last shoots of gumbuli. Usually mamah will immediately blind others, but ended up not eating, because my brother and I were full, somehow the last meal or a little was better than many.

"eating a lot Inayah, you are getting thinner mamah see" mamah said after scooping two rice coils onto my plate, very much different from my usual portion of food.

"you are not in the feeding there your husband" said Papah a little invite

"it is a reward, Inayah who does not want to eat much, fear fat" I said honestly, I as much as possible keep my body to remain ideal in front of Zidan. I didn't want Zidan to feel unhappy about my change, but Zidan also never forbade me to eat anything.

"why be afraid, if your husband is sincere, whatever your form..he will still love and will not cheat, and will remain loyal to you, will he not reward?" mama looked at papah.

"iya mah "papah nodded without hesitation.

"you after your mating changed drastically, your brother's mating time has not changed too much, but after your mating, your weight can not return to normal. Mamah to nangis, if not your papah who calms the mama, maybe mamah can not do the same shape mamah body, and until now papah you are still faithful to the same mamah "I just smile, I just smile, not responding too well to my words, I enjoyed my favorite pastime too much. I can eat quietly, because Aska eats at the mamah bribe that is not too spicy at her age.

"Now, Aya had eaten a lot, usually Aya was eating a spoon even less" I lifted my plate, showing mamah, but mamah even smiled lightly.

"that's just your rice is not finished, quickly spend it, later mamah add again, pokonya you have to eat a lot while here" I laughed briefly, funny very mamah I, this, I'm not a kid who's forced to eat like that. I glanced at my son who was eating voraciously as well. How happy I would be if Aska was also well received in the Zidan family. I remember a few days ago I begged my mother-in-law to let me take a little shelter, but they refused and my heart closed the fence of their luxurious house without caring about my screams.

"Dad"

"Yes"

"huh, yes" I was surprised when mamah patted my thigh briefly.

"why so suddenly daydream, think what the hell?"

"there's no mah, just ayah seneng aja can eat with you guys again" my alibi as an excuse, hopefully they don't find a lie in my eyes. I kept my head down so that they would not see my eyes suddenly glazed over, they would flinch at me with all the questions that ended up knocking me down.

I ate quietly, noiselessly anymore. After eating, we took a short break, Aska had a nap in the garden cottage, papah invited home half an hour before the Ashar Adhan reverberated.

Aska was very happy to ride a motorcycle, while in Jakarta, Aska always used four-wheeled vehicles, so Aska felt a very valuable experience when first riding my favorite red motorcycle papah.

Even along the way I heard Aska singing merrily, it felt like I didn't want to go home to Jakarta, I wanted to stay longer in the village, he said, but I also can't forget my status as a wife, surely Zidan has also come home, maybe one day, I will return to the village with Zidan all of you, Vacation together, forgetting for a moment tired of working, Zidan also never been to my house, when asking permission to get married at that time, Zidan only conveyed through the phone line, that also makes papa less sure, which makes papa less sure, but I tried to persuade.