The Hidden Love

Two choices

"Get good Mami's favorite son! don't make him tired. Make sure he takes his vitamins regularly."

"Remember to always monitor the situation even if you are busy with your work. Call Hanum often, if you can go home every lunch hour."

The row of advice of the two parents who were heard continued to bombard, the Sultan responded with a smile. It has been about ten minutes of the advice ceremony took place but there are no signs that the event will end soon. From earlier Ratih continued to issue the same sentence, essentially he wanted the Sultan to take care of his daughter-in-law well. Occasionally after the husband who is also suddenly chatty if regarding the condition of Hanum, especially when he knows his favorite daughter-in-law is pregnant with her granddaughter, the successor of the Pradipta family breed, especially when he learns that his favorite daughter-in-law is pregnant with his granddaughter, the successor of the Pradipta family, the man was like a security guard who always controlled Hanum's condition every half hour.

"Why keep quiet, Mami and Papi are talking to you since you didn't hear it?" Train slightly raise the volume of his voice.

"Sultan heard Mi, Mami doesn't have to make a sound like that" the man replied with a smile.

"No, even laugh. What is so funny? this kid when he's spoken to seriously is always like that." Ratih put on an annoyed face.

"Not so Mi, the Sultan is just trying to understand."

"With what was Mami or Papi talking about? which words do you still not understand? let Mommy repeat it again."

"Not about that."

"This kid really." Ratih held his forehead.

"I know everything Mi, I understand what Mami and Papi are talking about. What do I mean, who are your real children? why have you been watching Hanum all the time while I'm like a threshing boy?" sultan said, blasting his lips.

"Hah .. You're here, same wife is still jealous so. Of course you're Mami's son, Pradipta's favorite son. But right now it is Hanum who is in need of more attention, she is pregnant, our future grandchild, the successor of our family," Ratih said at length.

"And that's also my son Mi, there's no need for you to advise me so much that I'll definitely take care of him."

"We always have to remind you." Arya.

"Yes, the time has come, Mami same Papi go first. Oh yes, all of you ask Mbok Darmi to always give your Grandpa medicine on time."

"Mommy take it easy, Hanum will prepare everything. Hanum make sure Grandpa takes his medicine regularly and on time," Hanum said, hugging his mother-in-law.

"You don't get tired sweetheart, just focus on your pregnancy, yeah." Ratih stroked Hanum's back.

"Mommy don't worry, I'll always take care of my condition. I am also very much looking forward to the birth of this baby Mi, so of course I will take care of her as best I can."

They hugged each other, alternating until Arya hugged her daughter-in-law in a light kiss on the girl's forehead.

"Don't let your head work too hard, tell us if there's anything, whatever it is, don't be alone. You have also considered Papi like Papi's own biological child so do not hesitate to report to us if your husband does something bad," Arya told Hanum.

And then their laughter broke out simultaneously.

"Well Pi," Hanum replied with a loose laugh.

"If Papi noticed all this time you tend to be silent with all the behavior of the Sultan. And Papi knows that all this time he has been naughty to you, ", continued Arya.

"What ...,? Papi is like Grandpa. Look Mi, it seems like not only is Grandpa going to call me a little prick, Papi has also issued signs of following in his father's footsteps." The sultan slapped his forehead.

"Yes, if you want to continue until later tonight there will also be no completion. We need to get on Pi." Ratih flanked her husband's arm.

And they embraced each other again, there was a stroke of sadness on each face at the moment of separation. Indeed, who would not be sad if they had to separate and live far away from their parents.

The couple joined hands, staring at the departure of their parents until their shadows vanished from their eyes.

The black luxury sports car from the famous German factory took them out of the airport.

The Sultan glanced at his wife when he heard no answer to her question.

"Why silence?" his question was curious, especially when he saw the moody face of his wife.

"I'm used to living alone and lonely, getting warm treatment from Mami and Papi makes me start accepting their presence. The love and genuine affection they gave me, it was so longed for after I became an orphan. They don't just think of me as a daughter-in-law, more than that. And living far apart like this makes me sad."

"It's natural that if you're sad, I'm happy because it's a sign that their presence is able to fill the empty space in your heart. But I also don't like it if you continue to linger in grief. Isn't this just a temporary farewell? we still have plenty of opportunities to meet again."

"I know that, but still I still feel sad" Hanum said.

"You know not, the doctor said, the pregnant woman should be able to control her emotions. Should not be too much thought, should not be angry, should not be sad for a long time. If you're stressed, my kids are stressed too and it's not good for their growth."

"Hm," Hanum answered briefly, only a deheman indicated that the girl was lazy to respond to her husband's remarks.

"Yes, later if you meet your friends, go to the spa, it seems you have to relax your mind and body. You haven't been to such places in a long time."

Hanum did not have time to answer, he was preoccupied with his clothes ringing in his tote bag.

The Sultan could clearly see the face of his wife's sumringah as soon as he received the phone call he believed, from Ajeng.

"So where is my queen going?" sultan asked as soon as he saw Hanum put his phone back in the bag.

"Don't I have to go to the office?" instead of answering, Hanum instead switched the conversation.

"Don't forget that it's my office, no one will dare to yell at me even if I come late" he said.

"Relapse again his pride," Hanum said almost inaudibly.

"What?"

"Ah, no .. no ...,"

"So, obviously where are we going? go home first or what?"

"If for example I said I want to go to the salon, would you take me there too?"

"Of course."

"And that's a ladies' salon, where you can enter."

"I will wait outside" replied the Sultan still firmly with his stance.

Since their departure to the airport, Hanum has not decided to choose any of the two options that the Sultan put on him. Be along this path he still thinks, he was about to decide to stay and stay at home but once he got a phone call from his best friend, making the soul of adventure in him back up. Moreover, he had not met his friends for a long time. But if you recall that there are only two options offered by the Sultan, make him worried. He said both options were the same for him. Inviting her husband to meet his friends will make him embarrassed and feel not free, and if accompanied by bodyguards, it will make him uncomfortable.

Be Hanum leaning his head on the shoulder of the passenger seat while closing his eyes. Perhaps this is what the simalakama fruit parable looks like, when one is in difficult circumstances to choose one of two equally confusing choices.

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