The Inappropriate Taste

Chapter 4 - The Garden

I just got home. A happy voice was on my face. I prepared to go to the stall and pay my debt of three hundred thousand rupiahs. The rest I will buy rice, oil, sugar and other kitchen spices. Don't forget I'll also buy chicken for my soup to keep Dion happy. We haven't eaten chicken in a long time. All this time all we ate was tempeh and just knew. After eating fish at the beginning of each month Mas Roby payday.

I've washed Dion. Dunking Dela's body with warm water. As the doctor said at the clinic earlier, he should not be bathed. When everything was ready, we hurried off.

However, just walking up to the door, suddenly Mas Roby entered.

"Home home, Mom?" my many.

"Hmm," replied Mas Roby lazily. Yeah, that's how he is every time I say hello. He didn't even ask how Dela was doing.

"Dad, let's take a walk up the motol. Mmmm blmmm." Dion whines while hugging his father's leg. He heard his father's motor.

"Ah, I can't. Dad's tired again. You played with your mother." Roby took Dion's hand off and went to the room.

There was disappointment on Dion's face. I rubbed his head gently and said, "Dad is tired again, son. Next time, yeah."

With a face still sad, Dion nodded. I feel sorry for her. For a long time, her father never gave her affection. I remember when Dion was three years old. He accidentally spilled a drink on Mas Roby's shirt. Mas Roby immediately pulled Dion into the bathroom and flushed it with water. Even so, Dion was never deterred. He kept on approaching his father in order to scavenge a father's little attention to the child. Although it was always over, the punishment, as if it was already an already commonly accepted treatment.

"Let's go to the shop. I'll buy you some chocolate bread" I'll talk to him.

"Yes, Mom. Let's go." Dion was excited.

"Where are you going?" ask Mas Roby who suddenly came out of the room.

"You go to the shop, Mas. Pay the debt" I said slowly.

"Pay debt? Money where?"

"So I got sustenance at the clinic. In addition to the free Dela treatment, I also got a million."

"You want what, Mas? I'm gonna pay the debt and buy some other necessities." I tried to hide my little wallet.

"Here!!" Roby pulled my little wallet and scraped the contents.

"Mas, don't take it. I'm gonna pay the debt." I tried to take my money back, but my hand lost quickly. The money was already in Mas Roby's grasp.

"That's good for hanging out and buying new shoes." Mas Roby smiled at the money that has now changed owners.

"Mas, don't wear it. I'm gonna pay the debt, Mom. I'm gonna buy the kitchen." My eyes are starting to glaze over.

"Huh! Yes, your debt will be paid later. I need new shoes. Don't cry. It's ugly, the uglier you are." Roby went outside. I heard he turned on the bike and went somewhere.

I sat with a feeling of tightness in my chest. My heart breaks at my husband's increasingly selfish behavior. Even now he could take the money that should be for our household needs. He used it for something unimportant.

"Yes, God. What's wrong servant. Why have you given a servant such a heavy test for so many years." I was crying as much as I could. I saw Dion take the end of Dela's sling and wipe my tears. "Mother don't cry." That's all my son can say every time I cry.

"I'm sorry, son. I did not buy you bread. The money was taken by Dad." I rubbed Dion's head gently.

"Yes, Mom. Don't cry." Dion hugged my body tightly. It hurts when you see a child's small desire must be quenched because of the selfishness of his father. Sorry I told you about the money.

If only my mother and father were alive, I would have left Mas Roby. I definitely don't have to endure this suffering. Honey, two years ago both were called God by accident when they wanted to see me.

The longing makes them desperate to break through the highway with a motorcycle. And that's all because Mas Roby always forbade me from going back to my parents' house. In fact, the distance is only one hour. And because of the longing that continues to shackle, they desperately come here at an increasingly old age. There is no public transportation in their area so it requires them to ride a motorbike. And a badly loaded sand, hit them to death.

If this is the karma I got for committing adultery and getting pregnant out of wedlock, why didn't Mas Roby accept it? I saw his family living well. Though Mas Roby's father is only a pensioner who expects a little salary every month. But strangely, every time they come here, they always change into good clothes, golden mother-in-law is also a lot. I wonder where they got it from while their only child, Mas Roby, did not have enough salary. Even to support our family is still lacking. There is something that Roby is hiding.