The Single Parent

Alone Again

It didn't feel like Vano's been two weeks at my parents' house.

"Mas, let's go get Vano" I said as Mas Arif was cleaning the backyard.

"Yes Rin after this, you get ready first, I tidy up this plant first" said Mas Arif as he cut the branches of the plant to tidy it up.

I went into the room and got ready to pick up Vano.

Arif is like that too.

Then we went to pick up Vano.

On its way.

"Mas, what did Mas Deni call?" my many.

"My cut problem Rin, there is a conducive atmosphere, I have got the ticket" replied Mas Arif.

"So when?" my many.

"Next night Rin at ten" replied Mas Arif with a disappointed look.

"Kok suddenly like this Mas, continues to take who to the airport, while Mother is still in Jogja" I said.

"Sir Dirman can't be night" I said again.

"Later Maghrib drop me off at a stop close to the station, I set out on my own" said Mas Arif.

I was silent my eyes were already glazed, another week what could not be, my mind.

I turned my eyes to the side and wiped my tear points with my hijab.

I didn't feel like we were at my parents' house.

I got out of the car with limp steps, and was not excited.

Vano ran towards me hugging my body and kissing me, it felt like my miss to my son was being treated.

"Vano, let's go home to grandma, Daddy's back to work tonight" I said.

The mother who heard my talk told him.

"Suddenly Rin, it should be another week"

"Yes ma'am, this morning I got a call from a friend who also got a ticket there" I said, explaining then I took a deep breath.

My husband's leave, which is supposed to end next week, ends today, just a week, it feels so hard.

Yes, we had a long-distance relationship, which is very vulnerable to problems if we can't react to them, can't make up memories when we are together that are attached to our souls that make the relationship between us become close, although far still always missed, it could be our relationship is problematic, therefore, every time we meet always try to please each other.

We chatted lightly with Mother, because Mr. from yesterday out of town for a class, maybe today the trip home.

"Mom, it's three o'clock, Rinda said goodbye first" I said to Mom.

"Care careful!" mom Messages.

"Yes Ma'am" replied Mas Arif.

The three of us stepped out of the house into the car and the car slowly left my parents' home.

On the way to my mother-in-law's house.

"Rin, eat first, okay?" ask Mas Arif.

"Yes" I replied.

Arriving at the restaurant we used to visit, ordering food shortly afterwards the food came, and we enjoyed the meal.

The phone rang from my husband's phone, picked up from the usual little bag under my husband.

"Hello, ma'am, what's wrong?" ask Mas Arif when he picks up the phone

"Who?" my many.

"Mother" replied Mas Arif.

Mas Arif received a call from Mom, me and Vano forwarded our food.

Shortly after, the phone was turned off.

"What's your mom doing?" my many.

"Tomorrow Mother came home, I have informed you that tonight I am leaving for Papua" said Mas Arif.

"Yes" I replied.

Then Mas Arif continued to eat, after finishing and paying for it.

We got out of the restaurant and headed into the car, riding on it. The car immediately left the restaurant and reached home.

"Mas let's pray together" I said.

We perform congregational prayers and then prepare something that Mas Arif brought.

"Rin I'm ready, let's go, it's almost seven" said Mas Arif.

"Vano, let's take Daddy" I said.

We got out of the house, Mas Arif took out my bike and I was in his piggy bank, Vano standing in front of Mas Arif.

The motorbike went to the stop, our trip was only ten minutes to get there.

I got off the bike and then with Mas Arif, I hugged my husband.

"Be careful, take care of your heart, keep your loyalty, may there be three more weeks of happy news" I said slowly as I took off my arms.

Mas Arif smiled at me, kissing my forehead.

"Be careful too during my stay" he said slowly.

Mas Arif approached Vano holding him and smelling his cheek.

"Dad left for work, Vano became a good boy yes, do not make Mother angry" Mas Arif's message to Vano.

"Yes Dad, come home soon, Vano wants to learn to draw again with Dad" Vano said expectantly.

"Yes, I must have come home on leave" said Mas Arif.

I could not feel my tears dripping to see and hear the talk of my two men, Vano's relationship with Dad continued very close, very familiar, different from his relationship with his biological father, he said, if Vano's relationship with his biological father is good, maybe our relationship will improve for the development of children, while Vano gets the attention of his father, on the other hand, also gets the attention of his biological father.

"Rinda.

"Eh no Mas" I said.

"I leave first, it's night you come home soon, I will tell you" Arif's message after we shake hands and turn around to step across the road to the inter-city bus that is already there.

I looked from afar, my husband got into the car, smilingly looking at us and waving his hand.

The bus my husband was riding on left us immediately, I turned on the bike leaving the place for home.

My tears did not fall on the way.

Why this sudden separation is so painful. One month and one week Mas Arif was with me, releasing all the longings that had been buried for two months did not meet.

I saw that Vano was already sleepy, I slowly rode my bike, and we got home.

Vano immediately went inside his room, I put the bike in the garage and closed the turnstile and then the door.

Hmmm so quiet this house.

Enter Vano's room, I kissed her and I covered her body and then out of Vano's room didn't forget to close the door.

Hpku.

Did Mas Arif call? hopefully, my mind.

I'll take my phone, why else would Vano's father call me at eight in the night? my inner.

What does this have to do with Rista?

But what does this have to do with me?

Question after question came to my mind, I looked at the sounding phone, after it stopped ringing again.

Is there anything so important that he calls so many times?

Just try to lift it up.

"Halo Assalamualaikum" said I.

"Iya Waalaikum salam" replied Mas Ardi.

"What's up, Mom?" ask me slowly while sitting in the living room chair.

"Rinda... Do you have time? I want to see you" Mas Ardi said, expressing his intention of calling me.

"Talk here" I suggested.

"It's not good, it's good to see you, I beg you to" said Mas Ardi.

"You're not with Vano it's okay, there's something I need to talk to you about with Vano" said Mas Ardi.

I was confused as to what to answer.

"In the next week, call me again, I'm still busy, there's no time" I replied and I turned it off.