The Single Parent

Cold Night

My head is still dizzy, my feelings are also still sensitive, as well as my stomach is uncomfortable, this day I spend with anger just like my husband, justin, let him understand also what kind of woman, this day I spend with anger, not only take the good

just batinku.

The night before, I took my phone already at 9 pm, the house feels lonely, as well as this room, maybe Mas Arif avoid me because of my anger all day to him, I went out of the room, all deserted. The lights have also been turned off as well as the tv has been turned off, I went into his room Vano, Vano has been sleeping soundly, I approached Vano, I kissed her cheeks gently, I said, then I exited his room Vano, I searched around there was no shadow Mas Arif, I exited the house all the vehicles are also still there complete 2 motorcycles and 1 car, I was looking at the house, the turnstile has also been locked, I entered and locked the door of the room, where is Mas Arif?, my mind.

I took my feet out to the back of the house, the door was not locked, seen a man was sitting in a chair there was cigarette smoke, since when did Mas Arif smoke?, my mind. Tonight my mood was quite calm not like last day, I don't know I was angry for no reason, initially because Rista then the talk of Mas Arif who offended me especially now my feelings are very sensitive.

I walked up to my husband and sat next to him holding his hand and took a cigarette from his fingers then let out a long sigh.

“Since when did Mas smoke?” askaku.

He turned his head towards me and smiled, a cold smile.

“What are you asking this for?” tanyanya back.

“You sleep” he said later.

I quietly did not answer my husband's question, sat down next to him, took the cigarette that was next to my husband, then my hand was in his hand.

“For what?” tanya Mas Arif.

“For me to use” I replied briefly.

“Rin... sleep, let me here, later I follow you” said Mas Arif.

“I accompany you” I said.

Mas Arif took the pack of cigarettes I was holding.

“Do not strain your body with cigarette” he said slowly.

“Not usually Mas smoke, is it because I Mas like this?” many doubt.

“I have been smoking for a long time, but I am also not a cigarette addict, so if I do not smoke a day also has no effect on me, Rin. forgive me” said Mas Arif while holding my fingers.

He let out a long breath and kissed my hands gently.

“I'm sorry I haven't been able to be your good husband, even though the material I've given but there are still things I can't give” he said.

“Your anger a day makes me think a lot about you” he said again.

I listened to every talk.

“Rin... I have to understand you more as a woman who is different from men” he said again.

“I used to leave a woman who was angry unclear, which turns out she was also pms” he said.

“Perhaps like that some women, right you said that the woman became a lion he he he he” he said with a laugh.

“Thank you for teaching me to understand about something that happened to perempuan” she said.

“Rin... what do you feel when you pms?” mas Arif asked while looking at me and his hand still held my hand gently .

“I'm sorry mas, when pms happens I feel sensitive and want to be angry, when all has been ventured my heart to be calm sometimes also have thoughts of guilt in people who become impingement

anurku”.

"Sometimes I also like to cry incoherently" I continued.

"Can't you hold back your anger, your sensitivity?" ask Mas Arif.

I shook my head.

Indeed, between women and men, the composition of hormones in the body is different.

Hormonal changes in women can indeed affect mood, so many women are irritable, sad, even angry before and during menstruation.

"Rin, what are you like every month when the moon comes?" mas Arif asked and sucked a cigarette on his lips comfortably.

"No, sometimes I experience it, sometimes not, maybe when I experience it, my hormonal changes are very high" I explained.

"When you're like that, and when I'm around you, what should I do Rin?" tanya Mas Arif is calm.

"Just shut up, don't provoke my emotions" I replied.

"Even if you're angry it's not clear that I should shut up?" said.

"Yes, don't provoke my emotions" I replied.

"Hmmm has a wife must be ready to face her anger, yes anger because it is being pms" said Mas Arif and turned off his cigarette.

"It's late, tomorrow you work, let's go to bed" he asked.

I just shut up.

"Are you not angry with me? is your heart calm?" asked Mas Arif while standing looking at me who was sitting on the garden chair.

I nodded my head and stood up and followed my husband and closed the back door.

Mas Arif stopped and sat on the sofa the lights were off, the light rays coming from between my room and Vano's room.

"You go to sleep, I won't bother you, I'll sleep with Vano" Mas Arif said.

"Rin, if I sleep close to you I'm always tense, so I better sleep with Vano, I'm okay, I'm not mad at you, I'm sorry" he said.

I sat next to him.

"Mas...who's the girl you left when she was pms again?" ask me with curiosity.

"Now that I'm honest with Rin, seeing you earlier I thought of her, her anger was the same as yours, I was angry at the time and we broke up, I don't know where she is now, she was the first woman I slept with" she said slowly.

"If you want to be angry, be angry with me, because I cannot keep my love for you holy, so it happens to other women, she said, unlike you who can take care of yourself for me even though you are unable to defend it because of the rape" said Mas Arif.

I spoke a thousand languages, digesting every word.

"Please love that woman?" ask me with my jealousy and wait for the answer.

"Every relationship must be based on love not compulsion Rin" Mas Arif replied calmly.

"But love is only anchored to one heart for the rest of my life" my husband said again making me rather calm.

"You mean?" my many.

"After parting with you there's a lot of love in my life, and it's a past I can't escape, but my love is only for you my wife, not for any other woman, whatever you are I will accept you" he said.

"Rin, everyone must have a weakness, but when we continue to seek the perfection of a partner, we only find heartache from our partner" he continued.

I'm speechless.

"Rin, you sleep" said Mas Arif again.

I stood up leaving Mas Arif alone heading to the room to sleep.