The Single Parent

Difficult And Happy

The morning had arrived, after making breakfast I was getting ready to go to work, Mas Arif went back to sleep after the morning prayers.

Don't forget to bring the little food I put in the food box, after everything was ready, I woke my husband up, still at seven in the morning.

“Mas... let's get up, want to take me no?” I asked while shaking his body.

Mas Arif opened his eyes and stretched his body.

“A ready to leave Rin?” ask Mas Arif while yawning.

“Vano where?” tanyanya back.

Mas arif woke up from sleep walking to the bathroom wearing shorts.

“I wait in front of Mas,” I said from inside the room.

“Iya,” replied Mas Arif from inside the bathroom, and there was the sound of water gurgling from the flamed shower faucet.

I went out of the room to Vano who was ready to go to school.

“Mother, leave alone or same Dad?” ask Vano.

“Sama Dad, Dad is still in the shower, we just wait outside, you take your troly bag in your room yes.” my door and I walk out of the house, then on the after Vano.

Enjoy the morning air on the terrace of the house while waiting for Mas Arif ready.

Moments later, Mas Arif came to us and into the garage to pull out the car, I locked the door and then locked the gate and entered the car that was already on the side of the road in front of the house.

Mas Arif turns on the car and slowly leaves the house with the first goal being Childcare where all day Vano spends his time there studying and playing with his friends.

Arriving at Childcare, after driving Vano inside, the journey continues to my workplace.

“Mas, I did not make breakfast,” I said while looking at Mas Arif who was driving.

“Yes, it's okay, you and Vano have breakfast?” tanyanya back.

“Already Mas, Vano had breakfast french fries with guava juice,” I replied.

“Lunch is Vano how?” asked Mas Arif with a worried look.

“Do not worry, today there is a cooking event so Vano can have lunch there,” I replied.

Arrive at work.

Shake hands with Mas Arif and kiss the back of his hand then his cheek.

“Mas I work first yes.” Pamitku while smiling.

“Iya Rin, be careful, four o'clock will be picked up?” ask Mas Arif with my eyes.

“Iya,” answered me and opened the car door.

I walked towards my office then turned back to look at Mas Arif's car and waved his hand, seen the face of Mas Arif peeking out from behind the open glass and smiling at me.

Nia stopped beside me.

“Come on.” Her request.

I smiled and climbed into Nia's bike bonnet.

I got to the parking lot and walked down the stairs.

“Enak ya have met the husband,” said Nia.

“Next week is back Nia,” I replied with a sad expression.

“I have not even met Mas Deni, Nia tried to ask your husband, really the ticket has already gone to Merauke so can not be changed to Surabaya?” ask Nia.

“Betul Nia, yesterday Mas Arif the story is so, because the submission was sudden, so yes can not come here,” I replied.

Arriving in the office, Widya looks with a grim face.

“Wid, why are you so sad early in the morning?” I asked as I walked closer to Widya.

“Mas Yusuf lied, said he wanted to come here this week but in fact went back to Balikpapan,” Widya said.

“Not lying Wid, Mas Yusuf was not able to come here, because the ticket submission was late,” I said explaining while sitting in the front seat of his desk Widya, Nia also took a seat and sat next to me.

“Mas Yusuf can also come here by own plane from Balikpapan, the stingy base spend money to buy tickets, say love wants to meet uh reason tickets already to Balikpapan.” Widya started to grumble.

“If Mas Deni still can be understood, Merauke here runs out of many airline tickets, is Balikpapan to Juanda how much? It does not want to fight for love, its appeal is death.” Gerrutu Widay's.

“Widya.. Widya... do not have any prejudice first, who knows he does not want to come here first wait for the next vacation to discuss your relationship with his family in Balikpapan,” I said trying to comfort Widya.

“That Wid, hpmu sounds, who knows from Mas Yusuf soon you lift,” said Nia.

“Come on,” I said and stood up from the chair then walked towards my desk. Sitting in a chair and turning on the computer, while waiting for the computer to be ready I picked up the food box and I put it on the table

my work.

Looking Widya out of the room while receiving a call, I don't know who called her, it seems really important, I thought.

The computer was ready I began to input data occasionally resuscitating my back on the seat pad and also taking snacks that I brought from home.

Widya came into the study, and walked over to us.

“Rin.. This see what.” Widya shows her whats up content.

“Hey...it's a plane ticket,” said Nia when she took part in seeing it.

“I told you not to have negative thoughts just yet,” I said.

Widya smiled at me.

“Iya Rin, I was wrong, he bought me a round-trip ticket, he said, he wants me to go to Balikpapan first to meet with his family if there agreed on a leave plan ahead he wants to come here for a proposal.” Widya

explain it.

“Waw, as fast as that, keep me when?” asked Nia with her disappointed face.

“You must also be patient, if the story of my husband, Mas Yusuf and Mas Deni is a good person,” I said.

“Come continue working!” My love.

Nia turned her body to face her desk again, while Widya walked to her desk and sat in her chair, I noticed she was smiling happily, in contrast to Nia who was silent, there might be envy

in Nia's heart, I hope there is good news for Nia as well.

When the break came, the three of us went down the stairs to the cafeteria Mbah Yah ordered food and sat in the canteen chair chatting lightly.

“Wid, tickets when?” my many.

“Friday afternoon Rin, discharged Maghrib,” Widya replied.

Nia still looks sad.

“Nia you are why, see Widya get a ticket to meet Mas Yusuf kok it seems you are not happy anyway?” my many.

“How can I be happy, Widya can be treated like that Mas Yusuf while Mas Deni to this day has not also discussed the proposal let alone marriage, so the real old virgin I am later

waiting for him to tell me Nia let's get married,” said Nia.

“He he he, you mostly see soap operas if not so read novels,” I said and laughed.

“Later I asked Mas Arif about Mas Deni, which I know Mas Arif and Mas Deni are closer, also both live in Merauke, tomorrow I will tell you again,” I said.

Nia nodded her head while drinking the iced tea from the plastic straw,

We enjoyed Mbak Yah's canteen meal then headed to the musholla for dhuhur prayers.

Take a short break at the mosque and then continue with the office work.

A few hours later when the time came home, I was hugged by Nia to the front until near Mas Arif's car.

Mas Arif say hello to Nia,”How about Deni, fine yes?”

“Macet,” reply Nia.

“Macet how?” ask Mas Arif.

I smiled and laughed at Nia's reply.

“He he he, you think love is like traffic that Nia you said stuck,”

“Iya jammed do not dare say married, Just dare to say love, small children can also,” Nia began to issue her grandparents.

“Quietly I will convey to Deni,” said Mas Arif.

“Home time, I want to go home, say the same Mas Deni yes, his love is stuck.” Order Nia while turning on her motorcycle.

I smiled and laughed when I saw Nia.

“Come home Rin.” Pinta Mas Arif's.

We entered the car and the car walked slowly away from my office parking.