
“Abdi, there is one thing you need to change about the host in this house. Me and Za are great masters and mistresses. Both my parents are guests.” Hendra stand.
“Good, Sir. Im sorry. Mr and Mrs Adhyana Mighty come.” Abdi read his sentence. “They wait in the living room.”
“Thank you very much, Abdi.” Hendra extended his hand to me. “Come, we meet them.” I swallowed heavily.
“You said, we'll meet them later after we tell my friends. Why are we meeting with them now?’ manywry. He took my hand and pulled me to stand with him. My heart is beating so hard. Their arrival was very sudden.
“I didn't invite them to come. But I know why they met me here.” He led me to walk near the door. “We hear what they want. It is not good to let the parents wait for us too long.”
His words did not comfort me at all. I have my own reasons for not being ready to meet them. I am not a strong person to deal with a person who looks at me hatefully. I'm used to being surrounded by people who accept me for who I am. I am no longer in contact with my old friends for this reason. They hate me for unilaterally cutting ties with Aldo.
Hendra opened the door along with Yuyun who was about to exit the room. We let him walk first, and then we entered. Papa and Mama looked at me for a moment before looking at my husband. Hendra took me closer to one of the couches and sat side by side. Warm drinks and snacks have been served on the table.
“What is this, Hendra? You're throwing dirt on our faces?” mama said sharply. I dare not lift my face to hear his tone.
“Za is my wife, not dirt, Ma,” Hendra said firmly.
“Wife, you say?! You're already divorced. She's not your wife anymore. Want to see when you play around with this cheap woman?” said Mama fierce.
“Mama didn't come here to insult Za or offend our divorce. What's up?” asked Hendra not to mince anymore.
“What you did last night to Nora is inappropriate. He's booked the place and planned the dinner so well and you just go home? I never taught you to be that rude to a woman,” Mama said in an angry tone. “He must bear the shame in front of the waiter of the restaurant because of you.”
“Mama invited me to eat with Papa. I didn't hear Mama mention that she was going to be there. Then where is my fault for refusing to eat with someone who has absolutely no appointments with me?” Hendra immediately raised his hand when Mama opened her mouth to reply.
“Mama already told me that I am not interested in him and will not open a relationship in any form with him. Not professional relationships or romance. Don't blame my attitude on him if Mama still keeps trying to get us closer.”
“What is his lack? She is a woman of the upper class, highly educated, and is at the peak of her career. As a single daughter, she would inherit her father's entire fortune. You will not only inherit the entire wealth of our family but will also be the leader of their entire hotel. I picked the perfect candidate for you,” said Mama.
“I don't love him, Ma,” replied Hendra.
“Give him a chance. You'd be surprised how perfect he is for you. At that time, you will definitely fall in love with him.” Mama tried to convince Hendra.
“Since I was nineteen, there has only been one woman in my life. What can she do to make me fall in love with her now? Five years apart couldn't get Za out of my head. Sorry, Ma. I won't fall in love with another woman.” Hendra put his hand on my shoulder.
“Hadi and Dira are my children, the successors of Papa and Mama,”.
“This immoral woman has raised him, Hadi is no longer our pure descendant. He must have grown up to be a troublemaker. And Dira, she's not your daughter. She's been sleeping with other men and confessing to me that she's your daughter. Open your eyes, son. How long will you let love blind your eyes?
“He used his children to ensnare you so you would come back to him. Look, what he's done. He made you oppose us, your own parents. You never ignore let alone turn off your phone when we call you,” said Mama.
“Mama, I mean, Aunt.” I can't help but defend my children. They are good children who are not reprehensible in their morals and ethics.
“Do not interrupt. No one needs your opinion.” Mama looked at me sharply. “I already know that women with beautiful faces and good stature from the lower classes certainly have no morals. I shouldn't have let my son marry you.”
“Please if Aunt wants to insult me. But don't say anything bad about my children before you see for yourself what kind of children they are. I am the one who is immoral, not Hadi or Dira. I'm not from the top, but I'm not that bad.” I defended myself.
“I told you, don't interrupt. No one asked you to talk,” Mama said half-heartedly to me. Hendra touched my hand so I wouldn't respond to Mama again.
“Ma,” says Hendra mediates. “I won't tolerate Mama's attitude more than this. Please, respect my wife. Mama is at the place where she is the hostess.”
“Money's home, you say? She's not your wife anymore, Hendra. Do you think that by sleeping with her whenever you want, she will become your wife again?” Mama looks at me cynically.
“You've said everything you want to say. Come on, let's go home, baby,” Papa said before Hendra replied to his mother's words. Mama immediately brushed off Papa's hand.
“Don't ever hope that I'll let you guys get back together. You have to choose, Hendra. Him or us. If you do not return to your apartment on Monday, then do not come again to work at your father's company,” said Mama threatened.
“Shortly, darling. You can't bring personal business to work. I won't be able to get my representative change that fast,” Papa said seriously. “Hendra plays an important role in my company. I don't trust anyone to replace him sitting in that position.”
Mama looked at Papa in disbelief. “We have agreed on this.”
“Not that's our deal. Disconnect the communication for a while, okay. But not by firing him. Hendra will continue to work as my representative,” Papa said firmly. My mother's face turned sad. “Can we stop fighting with our own son?”
“What after seeing them together, you are now siding with them? You don't care about our family's reputation anymore? You'd rather we be the subject of people's banter?” my mother said she did not believe. “I would be a laughingstock if my friends would know that my son's wife is a cheap woman.”
“Good. I've heard enough of Mama insulting my wife. Please, gohome. Papa and Mama can come back when Papa and Mama are ready to appreciate my wife.” Hendra stood up and walked over to the door.
“You're expelling your own parents for this woman?” ask Mama surprised.