Two Rings

Feeling Unsettled

Dion had arrived at his mother-in-law's residence and he immediately went in and met his wife.

Two days felt like two years to Dion, he missed his wife so much.

Upon entering the house, Dion was greeted by Melati and her in-laws.

"Assalamallaikum" said Dion.

"Wa'allaikumsalam" replied Melati and her mother.

"Mas, I miss." Melati hugged her husband.

"Sama, I miss you too. How do you feel during your stay at Mom's?" Ask Dion.

Melati nodded, "please, Mas. It's better if the stay can be with you," he said.

"Yes, I'm sorry I had business yesterday." Dion answered while looking at his mother-in-law.

Dion took off his wife's arms, and greeted his mother-in-law.

"Where's the fuck you going, Mom?" Ask Dion.

"Dad again has business" replied Ms. Melati.

"Where's the business done?" Ask Mom Melati. Surely Dion understood what the question in-law meant.

"Thank God, ma'am." Dion answered.

"Alhamdulillah then, may there be a result soon."

Again, Dion understood what Mother Melati was aiming for. Yes, those who supported Dion's second marriage must have expected Rissa to conceive Dion's child soon.

"Aamiin" replied Dion.

"Yes, we eat first then Mas." Melati.

Incidentally Dion has not had time to eat breakfast, he also does not remember if Rissa has made provisions for him. With pleasure, Dion agreed to his wife's invitation to eat together before returning home.

Not knowing what was on Dion's mind, he did not even imagine how Rissa would feel if she knew that Dion had not tasted anything from her.

***

On the way home, Dion intends to discuss plans for Rissa's move to Melati.

Dion seemed to be looking for words that Melati could accept, and did not invite suspicion.

"Darling," said Dion.

"Yes, why, Mas?" Ask Melati.

"Emm, there's something I want to ask." Dion prepared himself.

"What's that?" Ask Melati.

Dion paused, flicking his index finger at the wheel of the car many times.

"Mas, what do you want to ask?" Ask Melati again.

"Look, you agree not if we add a housekeeper?" Dion asked very carefully.

Melati kept quiet, considering her husband's request.

"Why should we add a housekeeper? Why Bi Ai, Mas?" Ask Melati.

"Emm, Bi Ai is fine. He is old, has accompanied me for a long time. I thought adding another one to help Bi Ai couldn't hurt, right?" Ask Dion.

While thinking about what her husband said, she also knew the condition of Bi Ai who was no longer as alert as before.

"By the hell, Mas. But where do you want to find a housekeeper?" Ask Melati.

Dion was half relieved, "There's a candidate." Dion answered with enthusiasm.

Melati was astonished, why her husband was so enthusiastic to find a domestic assistant again.

"Oh, huh? Who's she?" Ask Melati.

"So you're really enthusiastic, Mom?" Ask Melati.

Dion set his attitude, lest Melati be suspicious of him.

"It's not so, I happen to have acquaintances. Her name is Rissa, her age doesn't seem much different from yours."

"He's young?" Melati asked a little unexpectedly.

Dion nodded, "he's from an orphanage, not knowing where his biological family is. Yeah, well, at least we're helping him, right?"

Melati was silent for a moment, hearing the young age of her new assistant, making Melati a little worried.

"Why? You don't agree?" Ask Dion.

"I'm not, I'm just afraid..." Melati.

Dion turned to his wife, watching the change in the look on his face.

"Fear what, baby?" Ask Dion.

"I'm afraid you'll fall in love with her. Rich in movies," Melati answered honestly.

Dion was stunned, then chuckled.

"Geez, baby, I may be in love with her. You take it easy, my love is only for you" Dion replied, reassuring his wife.

Melati looked over, "really? Promise?" Ask.

Dion smiled, "promise" he said.

Melati smiled again, she was a little relieved to hear her husband's statement. However, she also remains vigilant in case her husband breaks a promise someday.

"Yes, I agree. When will he come home?" Ask Melati.

"Emm, quickly." Dion deskwab.

"All right," said Melati.

Dion was silent, his heart was in pain again.

"I'm sorry Mel, I lied to you again. I wasn't in love with her, but I married her instead" Dion said in her heart.

Melati returned to play her phone, and she accidentally saw a box of supplies that had fallen near her feet.

Melati took the box, and opened the contents.

Dion was shocked, and he took the box from his wife's hand.

"It was Mom who gave it to me" Dion replied nervously.

Melati fell silent, only this time she knew that her mother-in-law liked to give provisions to her husband.

"Since when do you like to give thanks to you?" Ask Melati.

Dion was so nervous, the sweat in his hands started pouring out.

"Emm this morning Mas did not have time for breakfast, because in a hurry to pick you up. Keep on following, and give Mas provisions."

Melati digested her husband's words, she tried to trust him.

"Oh that way, I guess it's from your fans at the cafe."

Dion swallowed his saliva with great difficulty, he was really afraid to speak.

"Mas, what's wrong with you?" Melati asked to watch her husband.

"Ah, no. I was just sultry" Dion replied as he opened his car window.

"Mas, why open the glass?" Ask Melati again.

"I'm sultry, baby." Dion shook his hand on his face.

"There's AC" said Melati.

Dion's throat felt choked, his tongue was a machete. He was really scared at the moment.

"Oh, yes. Mas forgot," replied Dion again closed his car glass and turned on the car AC.

"Huh, fresh."

Jasmine narrowed her eyes, looking at her husband who was acting strangely.

***

Upon arriving at Dion and Melati at their residence, Dion immediately rushed into the house. Dion intends to calm his heart, along the way he is haunted by fear.

Melati who felt strange about her husband's behavior, quickly followed Dion who walked into the room.

"Mas, what's wrong with you?" Melati asked as she shouted to stop Dion's steps.

While following her husband, Dion entered the bathroom.

Melati knocks on the door, intending to find out what happened to her husband.

"Mas, what's wrong with you? Fight me!" Pinta Jasmine.

"I-I'm fine," Dion replied from inside the bathroom.

"Then why did you rush in, where did I stay outside again?" Ask Melati again.

"It's me... Heartburn," jawan Dion's origin.

In the bathroom, Dion just stood in the corner of the room, several times he rubbed his face rough.

"Gosh, because of my second marriage, I can't live quietly!" Dion in his heart.

It all started, but Dion was already feeling tormented if he had to say a lie in front of his wife.

"Stranquilo, Yon. Relax, you can!" Dion.

He lit a water faucet, and washed his face to make it look fresher.

Dion prepared himself, before finally getting out of the bathroom.

Melati looked at her husband, she was upset about Dion's attitude at that time.

"Still heartburn?" Melati asked, it seems that she did not want to prejudge her husband.

Dion nodded, "it has improved a little."

Jasmine moved from her place, and she sat down on the sofa in her room to wait for Dion.

"Are you eating what can you do to heartburn?" Ask Melati.

Dion scratched his non-itchy head, looking for an excuse to question his wife.

"I don't know either, dear."

"Hemm, yes, yes. How's this?" Melati asked while thrusting the box of supplies that Rissa gave to Dion.

Dion was again surprised, why Melati brought the box into the house.

"Why did you bring the box here?"

Melati frowned, "have you not eaten yet, Mas."

Dion sighed, "i don't taste, baby. Throw it away" he said.

"Dispose? Are you sure you want to throw away Mom's food?" Ask Melati again.

Dion fell silent, he remembered that he reasoned that the food was given by his mother.

Dion had to grab the box, and eat the contents inside.

"I want to try" said Melati.

Dion choked, Melati immediately patted her husband on the back.

"Be careful when you eat, Mom."

Dion felt better, and swallowed the leftovers in his mouth.

"You wanna try this?" Ask Dion.

"Yes, dong. Bribe me," jasmine asked.

Dion gave some of that food to jasmine.

"Enak, Mas." Melati answered while finishing her husband's sandwich.

"Oh Allah, if Jasmine knew it was my second wife's creation. Does he still want to eat it?" Ask Dion in his heart.

The heavier Dion's heart went through all this, the more he felt guilty for his wife.

"I'm sorry, Mel. I'm really sorry." Dion.