The Father's Choice Husband

Chapter 30

"Motor Father is not good to wear, kasian also ngojek if it feels uncomfortable, right? Want to be repaired also need more capital that is not small," replied Mas Aak returned the look of my dislike.

I snorted in annoyance, my husband always had all sorts of reasons to refuse if he didn't like something.

"Yes already if you do not want ngojek, mending plantam vegetables just deh in the rice field." I turned my gaze away from the irritating Mas Aak look in my eyes.

"But we have no farming experience, can it work until harvest? If the harvest fails how?" kill again.

I think I'm really losing patience. Cook Aak always reasoned, he did not listen to the advice of the Father earlier. There is no gregetnya to struggle to make a living, supporting his family. In my heart there began to be regret, why would you marry him, even though you do not know him at all.

Ah, nevermind. Rice has become porridge, everything has already been done. It is also impossible for me to ask to separate from him, which there will only add new problems.

"Already, already. Tomorrow Father and Mother help you farm. If Mela certainly will not have time to go to the rice field every day, so let us accompany you to help monitor its development, Ak." He again mediated our debate that was like no solution, because it was Mas Aak who always rejected any solution that we tried to provide.

"Alright, sir," Mas Aak replied in the end. I smiled broadly, in my heart cheering, my husband could not reason anymore. He must be feeling sad, because the Father who will have intervened himself.

"Yes already, this problem you consider finished, we follow up for the future. Tomorrow we start also no problem, rather than waiting too long. No papa, right, Mel?" Father looked towards me and Mas Aak alternately.

I nodded, agreeing with the words of the Father, as well as Mas Aak.

"No papa, sir. The important thing is Mas Aak just want to," I answered deliberately emphasized, I glanced at Mas Aak at a glance.

"Yes, no papa, sir," replied Mas Aak, seemingly understanding the meaning of my glance earlier.

"Well, it's better, there's a way out, if we're going to try." He smiled at both of us.

"Thank you very much, sir," I said later. If there had been no Father, my heart would still be filled with endless annoyance.

"Yes already, then, I say go home first yes, sir. You want to come home, Dek?" Cook Aak suddenly say goodbye, I think he must be bored with all kinds of advice from the Father. So he doesn't feel right here. Fortunately, he still made me an offer, not forcing me to come back to my in-laws' house.

I steadily shook my head, "No, Mas. I want to stay here" I replied later.

"Yes, but tomorrow we go home, yeah!" Cook emphasis, as if I had to obey.

"Yes, Mom" I answered briefly.

After that, Mas Aak came home to let me stay the night.

"Mel, I'm sorry, yes!" said the father suddenly, after ushering in the return of Mas Aak, made me confused.

"Sorry for making you like this. Have you ever been happy about your marriage, Mel?" ask the Father later.

I widened my eyes, my heart beating heavily. I didn't expect you to ask me that, leaving me confused as to what to answer. I also don't remember how I felt all this time.

"Come, sir." I lowered my head, unable to see the eyes of the Father who looked sad. I always couldn't look you in the eyes like that.

"Didn't Aak give you any happiness?" I repeated the same question.

I go back to remembering the events I experienced with Mas Aak, including his treatment of me, "Sometimes make a smile, sometimes also irritate, sir. So yes, 50 - 50 maybe," I replied in the end.

"Thank God then." He smiled, making my lips almost gaping, confused by the answer.

"Why be grateful, sir?" I decided to ask, rather than be curious.

"Thankfully, at least there are times when you're happy, happy, Mel. If you don't feel happy at all, you'll feel very guilty for choosing him to be your husband, Mel." He rubbed the corner of his eye which let out a few tears.

All my life, only this time I saw the Father until he shed his tears in front of me. I'm sure your heart is completely broken. Ah, I'm so sorry, I shouldn't have told you about my family's problems and also had a fight with Mas Aak in front of you earlier.

"Yes, Sir. At least Mas Aak never flirted with me, sir. Exasperatedly I, angry with me, Mas Aak never retaliated with physical violence." I tried to calm the Father, at least there are positive things that exist in Mas Aak.

"Thank God then, if that happens, do not hesitate to complain to the Father yes, Mel. If necessary, report it to the authorities. I'd hate it if there's a man who's behaving violently with a woman, so don't let you experience that." He looked at me with eyes that always made me feel safe and comfortable at my side.

"Surely, Sir. Mela also agreed to that." I nodded, reassuring Father.

"One thing you must remember, as long as your husband does not tell you to disbelieve, you must still respect and obey him, Mel. Even though you do not like what she wants, because as a wife, you still have to obey and obey your husband. Rest assured that he is your way to heaven, Mel, the important thing is that you must remain sincere in doing so." You gave me advice that I heard several times, from several other sources.

"Good, sir." I nodded again, not wanting to make this discussion longer, soon adzan maghrib reverberated. We must prepare for prayer.

"Yes, come on in, Mel! I want maghrib." He stretched out his hand, pushing me into the house.

I think, for some reason, since I was pregnant I became afraid to be outside the house when Maghrib was like this. I used to not believe in things that reeked of old people's beliefs. But suddenly my thinking changed while pregnant. I became afraid of something bad happening to my fetus, if I did not follow what the old man said.

Even in religion it is taught that twilight is the time for the jinn to come out of their lair. Be that as it may, I pray more at home, find it safe.

That night, I felt the warm atmosphere in the house again. A place of blood has always been the most beautiful place to return. Even when I'm married like this.