THE HEART IS BROKEN

SUSTENANCE THE FRUIT OF LOVE

From the moment I was two, I became more spoiled than usual. More lazy to move, all needs must be met by Rama. I don't want to be away from Rama for a while. While Rama, being preoccupied with all his catering activities is increasingly growing rapidly.

"Honey, I think I have to get out of town, because there are orders in the area, you don't papa ya stay at home first" Rama told Arla.

I heard Rama's words.

"Hmmm... Don't wanna.. Wants to come"

"I'm just dying, baby, just two days. That's also I'm very busy, all of you want to find a location, because you want to open a branch there" explained Rama.

"Open branch? Really?" i'm carefree.

"Yes dear, Alhamdulillah.. Our efforts are smooth. And there's no catering in the area yet, so I thought, this is a great opportunity for us to open a branch there." Rama explained.

I just nodded.

"So.. You ain't papa gonna stay? You will stay at your mother's or father's house.. Later I will deliver", said Rama.

"Yes. I want to be at Daddy's.

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Rama went out of town for his catering business while looking for the right location to open his new branch. I was forced to stay at my mother's house, because my father and mother were out of town to take care of their business. There's no way I'm just living with my two nosy twin sisters in a young pregnancy.

"La, you help me cook here!" call mom from the kitchen.

I who was lying in front of the TV just quietly flinching.

"ARLAAAA, you don't cry mommy", I cried.

"Sister Arlanya pretended to sleep Buuu." cried Aira.

I immediately pinched Aira's complaining arm.

"Ouch.. Pain know.." Aira stroked the arm of my former pinch. I stood lazily dragging my feet towards the kitchen to see my mother.

"What the hell is Mom..? Arla was lemes." I complained.

"It's La, La.. You are not pregnant in this world. But only you doang pregnant slacker aampuuun gini" repet mother.

"Arla's not making-up Mom, Arla is lemes", my dear.

"Ga there, no. I know you. Now you're slicing these vegetables and onions", mother sodor to me.

I'm a manyun, I grudgingly grab the vegetables. While mom kept chattering. He gave advice for advice to his eldest son.

"La, I want to ask" said the mother with a serious face.

"What Mom?"

"When that time, the wound on your lips, was Rama who made it?" ask mother.

I just fell silent, just continuing to slice the onion.

"La. try to be honest. I'm your mother, I know what happened to you", continued Mother.

"Witha ma'am, Rama can't do that to Arla" I replied lying.

Mom approached my face. He saw my eyes fixed.

"You lied, son", Mom briefly.

I'm speechless. Can't answer my mother's words, because I'm the least good at lying. And I'll always know every lie I make.

"If it was Rama who did it, there must be something that made it that way" Mother continued.

"Just jealous Mom", I finally answered. I explained the details of the incident why Rama had slapped it in my face.

"But Ma'am, in addition, Rama's good husband Ma'am, he never demanded Arla to do any homework. All Rama did, even if Rama ever hit Arla it's all because Arla who is not good at keeping her trust", I defended Rama.

Mom just listened to what I said.

"Your father used to be so La, I just don't want you to feel what you used to feel. Living with a guy who likes to play that hand, losing twice La. Our physiques are injured, our minds are tormented", continued the mother.

"So.. Dad is so, Mom? Is that what caused my mother to divorce? So why did you survive with dad?" I asked about everything I just knew.

Mother nodded and said, "Ratna is patient and firm. Until he can make your father submit. While Mom, people don't like to be limited and organized by men, so there's always no match between your mom and dad. Mother prefers divorce than having to hold heart in a household that is like a fire" explained the mother.

"You as a wife, you can't let all the house stuff be done by your husband. Do not let it backfire for you later, you also have responsibility for your husband, not just about the business of the bed", continued the mother.

I just nodded and quietly listened to Mom's advice. I've known my mother for a long time, and this is the only time I've seen her talk so seriously together. That means there's a lot of hope that you're hoping for me.

"Yes ma'am, Arla will prove to everyone that Arla's chosen husband is the best husband, and Arla can be a good wife" I explained.

****

Tonight Rama came home from out of town, I deliberately went home first, prepared all sorts of things, some houses that had been uninhabited for two days. I also cooked Rama's favorite meat rendang. I intend to change my attitude after hearing my mother's advice. I was afraid that one day Rama would find a woman who was more than me and leave me.

"Assalamualaikum", call Rama from the outside.

I opened the door for Rama.

"Waalaikumsalam", I said from inside the house.

Holding the door for Rama, I greeted Rama with a sweet smile.

"Well, how big is my wife?" asked Rama wonder

I just smiled, and followed Rama from behind.

"Is this a drink for me?" rama asked when he saw a cup of warm chocolate milk on the table.

"Yes, baby" I said briefly.

"Why you, honey?" asked Rama softly.

"I just want to serve you, like a wife" I replied.

Rama smiled to see me. In his heart he was so happy there was a change by me.

After the Maghrib Prayer, Rama and I had dinner with a menu that I prepared. Three months married, this is the first time Rama tasted cuisine made by his wife. The meat rendang made by Arla is actually still immature, the seasoning is formulated is not fitting, but Rama tries to enjoy it, he is afraid Arla is disappointed and does not want to work on it for the next.

"Dear boy?" my many.

"Hmm. kok good", smart also yes you cook it turns out baby.

"You suck baby", I replied briefly.

"What's that?" Rama wonder.

"It's it's not good"

"Dear boy, I'll add more" continued Rama.

"I know you're lying, you just want to remember me"

Rama fell silent, he continued to bribe the rice into his mouth.

"This is it deliberately I make gini, want to know how you respond. The meat is also deliberately made not too mateng, the flavor is just natural, but you even lie. Tell me it's delicious" I continued.

Rama was silent, he stopped eating.

"Darling, I intentionally. So that you don't get discouraged, I don't want you to be disappointed. I know you cook this with great difficulty" said Rama.

I'm just smiling. Happy heart.

"Oh yeah, I opened a branch there. The location has been able to. And you know..? I got five regulars there, orders for employee catering" Rama said.

"Waaah.. Alhamdulillah yes Darling, may you continue your efforts smoothly"

"We baby. Not you" said Rama.

I nodded, "Eh means I'm so often left behind"

"at least a day, sometimes you I take a look at the project"

I'm nodding.

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