The Tarnished Wife

Lumpi moms

“Assalamualaiku ..” vote four women from outside Rara's house.

“Waalaikumusalam,” said Mia who went straight out of her house and welcomed the arrival of her workmates.

“This is Rara's mother huh?” tanya Ratmi, one of the teaching team at Rara's older age, may not be much different from Mia's age because this woman already has grandchildren.

“Iya, my Mama Rara.”

“Yeah, Rara's pantesan is beautiful, it turns out her mother is also beautiful,” said one of Rara's friends again named Widya

She is the same age as Rara and has just become a young mother, because only two months ago she began teaching after three months of maternity leave.

“Ah, could be. Come log in!” Mia tells Rara's friends to go inside her house.

“Mbak Ranya again what, Bu?” ask Husna, the hijab girl who is single.the only single woman who is among mothers.

He was the youngest teacher in the place. But it always becomes gray because his face that actually looks younger than Rara.

“There's in the room. I'll call you later" replied Mia kindly.

“If Rara still can't get out of the room, nothing ma'am. We only went there,” said Nayra, a woman who was two years above Rara and already had two children.

“Alhamdulillah Rara is well,” replied Mia smiling.

“Eh, already on dateng.” Sapa Rara smiled towards her friends who were sitting in the living room.

Rara walked slowly and swiftly Husna helped hold onto Rara as she walked towards the seat in the living room.

“Be careful, Mbak.” Husna held Rara's arm.

Rara smiled. “Ngga what is it, Na. I'm healthy, just a recovery.”

“To relax, sit in the middle room just yuk!” said Mia invites her daughter's friends to gather in the family room.coincidentally the room is close enough from Rara's room so that her daughter does not go far.

“Iya, Mum.” Sahut all Rara's friends together and immediately move themselves in the chair that Mia mentioned.

Mia turns to the kitchen to serve the food Rara made this morning, as well as fresh drinks.

“How are you doing, Ra?” ask Ratmi.

“Alhamdulillah Bu Ratmi's. I've been better.”

“Ih, no you are quiet, Ra,” Widya said.

“Iya. I so no dinner together and no guy who lyrics me again,” said Husna.

“Loh how is it?” rara asked confusedly in the confusion of other friends.

“Yes, how come?” ask Nayra.

“Yes because if you have lunch again to the same cafeteria as Rara, I became splashed at godain. Though the guys tegodainnya mbak Rara but because there is me next to him so I follow seduced deh.”

Sontak Rara and Ratmi laughed, and so did Widya.

“Haish ... I guess what? OMG.” Nayra looked at Husna, though she laughed afterwards.

“So if you don't go with Rara, you don't get teased by guys, Na?” ask Widya.

Husna. “Ngga.”

“Ih, how wrong you are, Na.” Ledek Ratmi and Nayra.

“Cowok-cowok it is not willing to tease you, Na. But they're disinclined because you're wearing a hijab. And, that's good, isn't it? You have charisma,” Rara said.

“Eum .... Rara's mom is the best. Saranghae, Ma'am.” Husna hooked his thumb and index finger into a love shape, because it has strengthened Husna.

“Btw, Mr. Ismail seems to like you Na,” said Nayra.

“Times anyway, Ma'am?” asked Husna did not believe the reason he did admire Geography teachers who teach in high schools with the same foundation. They often meet in the canteen or when in the parking lot, because the position of the kindergarten is close to SMA.

The foundation where Rara teaches is quite large. The foundation was almost in various big cities. There is an education range from kindergarten to college. And incidentally Rara was placed in the central foundation.

“Ciye ... Seneng nih,” led Rara.

“Yes, but he's just a negor mbak Rara doang, if in the cafeteria. I've never been reprimanded.”

“Well, pity me, Husna.” Ledek Ratmi again.

“Ah, mommy usually mengeledikin me doang,” whine Husna.

“If I had known Ismail, Na. Because Ismail was his sister, Ms. Yasmin, while Ms. Yasmin was my husband's co-worker's wife. If my husband and I are in touch with Ms. Yasmin's house, Ismail likes to be there.”

“Wah, so Mr Ismail his sister Bu yasmin? Our principal? I don't know, Ra.” Widya asked.

“Iya, Ra. You never told me" said Nayra.

They also advanced his body so that the grove sounded clear.

“Ah, you are using the feeling, Ra,” said Ratmi made all chuckle.

“Ciye, if so same Ismail, level up you, Na.” Ledek Nayras.

“Udah pepet continues, Na,” sahut Widya.

“Emang metromini,” replied Husna with an innocent face, making the four women laugh again.

“Haduh, from the morning my lips pegel nih laugh mulu,” katra Rara.

“Good dong, he said that laughter boosts immunity, Ra. So with you laughing, you're cured.” Sahut Ratmi's.

“Yes, cepet healed, if allegedly orgil how?” ask Husna

“Hahahaha ...” the five women came back laughing.

“Had, so exciting to talk about.” Mia approached Rara and her friends\= while carrying a lot of food and drinks.

“Wah, don't bother bu,” Widya said.

“Iya, Mom. If there can be anything outside,” said Nayra.

“Iya, later fitting home Husna ask for plastic yes, Bu.’ Husna.

“Make what?” mia asked confused.

“Make take it home.”

Suddenly Husna's answer made those who were there again laugh.

“Haduh, Na. Plis deh, do not be shy napa,” said Ratmi.

“Maclum, Mom. Cosan child, hehehehe ..” Husna.

Really, today is a fun day for Rara. After being in the hospital for a week and locked up at home at the same time. Finally, he was able to meet his amazing friends. With different ages and different walks of life, they could brainstorm and he was the luckiest person among his friends.

Ratmi is the first wife, her husband remarried at the age of their marriage has entered fifteen. Rara is very appreciative with the mother of two grandchildren, because the woman can get through the worst times and until now also survive the marriage.

Nayra has a husband who has a physical disability. Just one year after her first child was born, her husband was sentenced to glaucoma, a disease that would eat up her eyesight and become permanently blind. After eye surgery, the husband can no longer work. Fortunately, they are now opening a business. Therefore, Nayra becomes the backbone in the family.

Widya who has just become a young mom did not escape the problem. Her husband who has a good job as a state servant and goodlooking, even often stuck with a bad relationship among his friends. Her husband often prefers to hang out with friends compared to his children and wife.

Husna, meanwhile, was only a listener when the four women were complaining about their domestic problems. Complaining is not to spread disgrace, but sharing to find solutions. And, Husna was happy to listen to it to be a material when she got married later.

As of now, those who are married are talking about the bed.

“Stop, ah. Change topics, change topics. I was a kid.” Husna closed her ears as Widya began to talk about male virility.

“Yes, Na, you also have to learn the ginian. In order not to stiff later,” Nayra said.

“Udah, Ma'am,. I have learned from Ma'am Ratmi. My khatam. Precisely the problem if I want to be channeled where?”

“Sama eggplant, Na.” Widya said, making them laugh again.

“Amit-amit, naudzubillah.” Husna clenched her chest.

“Assalamualaikum,” voice Reza stopped their laughter.

“Waalaikumusalam.” All the women there were stunned to see the good looks of Rara's husband.

This is their first time seeing Rara's husband in person, as Reza usually just picks up Rara by waiting for her in the car park.

“Eh, Brother. I'm home.” Rara stood up and welcomed her husband. “But yeah,” Rara said goodbye to her four nimble friends.

“MasyaAllah handsome, Mbak.” Said Husna bowing. But he looked again at Reza who did not see him because he was with Rara.

“Dragon view, keep view,” says Husna again.

“Apaan anyway, keep your eyes on, keep your eyes on. But diliatin continue.” Widya hits Husna's arm.

“Khilaf, Ma'am. His name is also human,” sahut Husna.

Ratmi and Nayra did not comment because they were busy putting food in their mouths. They only contribute laughter with their mouths closed.

“Yeah kissed forehead again. Haduh, Husna so want nih.”

“Apaan anyway, Na. Relapse deh.”

“Why?” ask Rara who has been among her friends to introduce her husband.

“Custom, Ra. Husna relapsed to see your husband.”

They laughed, and so did Reza. Husna misbehaved himself and it was enough to make Reza amused to see it. So did Rara, she was endlessly laughing.

Reza looked at his wife's cheerful face. He also smiled widely. His wife is really beautiful.