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Feeling Guilty With Ray

“Ma..” call Rayyan when the boy just got home and threw his bag over the sofa.

Vita rubbed her head and looked into her eyes fixedly, intending to give her understanding in a soft tone, “Don't throw, dear. Should be well laid.”

But Rayyan did not want to listen and continue his complaint, “Tomorrow Mama come, do not be the same Sister ..”

“Mama hasn't spoken to Papa. Later if Papa has come home, yes.”

“Why should you say the same Papa?” asked Rayyan to yell. Papa again, papa again, he thought.

Why the hell, should papa's permission? Isn't permission first, often not allowed? Can you go in secret and only they know? Rayyan hates that papa forbids her to go with mom. Does my mother belong to my sisters and she has no rights? Rayyan thought so long.

Rayyan does have jealousy, Vita is very understanding even though this child can not express it.

“Kan must permission first, must not play go, Nak ...”

“Lazy ah!” Rayyan. The boy quickly walked into his own room.

Vita sighed, “Anged my son?” said later.

The coach who saw it smiled. “Don't think too much, Mom. Later also healed by yourself.”

“Later please persuade him to have lunch yes, Mbak.”

“Ready, Bu.”

Vita again watched the twins who were playing water in the yard. She did free her children to play anything— under the scorching sun or rain. The goal is so that the endurance of the body is strong, accustomed and not easily hurt.

Because he knows, too pampering or restraining children not to play this can actually make them become less knowledgeable, weak and tend to be less able to overcome their own difficulties or problems.

“Her book Moja smash,” said Mauza complained once he saw his mother come out.

“Iya, later replaced, Nak.” Vita smiles. “But if you have changed later can not play water again, yes.”

“Hu’um..”.

This is how the daily activities in this house when the ordinary days. It is different when it is a holiday; Saturday-Sunday because everyone is at home. But it has not been for the past two weeks for Yudha because the man is busy.

“Try if there's anything to tell his wife, share with me. Although I can only listen, but at least the burden can be slightly reduced.”

The woman sat on the porch, monitoring all her efforts while watching the children. Until finally, they were bored and asked to take a bath and replaced new clothes. After that, accompany them to take a nap.

The next night when Yudha's car was heard stopping in front of the house, the woman immediately came out to greet him.

“That's bring what, Mas?” asked Vita when she found her husband carrying some boxes of food.

“This I wanted pizza. It's not good to eat alone.” The man kissed the cheek and embraced his wife in. “You guys make a leak. Where are they?”

“It's nine, Mas. You came home too late, so they did not have a chance to just chat with his papa,” Vita responded with half a protest. “You renege again.”

“Sorry, I'm with Alif again there are many problems in the office. Please don't think too much if I stay quiet. We just want the best for you.”

“But, Mas?” Vita objected to feeling not involved at all in this.

“Calm down, we're trying to handle it. Don't worry,” replied Yudha into the room after putting her souvenirs onto the table. The man then removed all the attributes on his body without any rest.

“I know all travel agents are in decline due to pandemic. In fact, many have gone out of business. What are our efforts like too?” shoot Vita with all her guesses. He learned it from the latest news.

Yudha did not answer, but did not answer. The man even went into the bathroom to clean himself because in the sense of the day is enough night—and he has not done the worship of four rakaatnya.

But what happens when he's standing under the shower?

The bathroom door opens, followed by the appearance of the wife's face.

“I haven't got the answer yet, so I'll keep following you wherever.”

“Ya already, whatever,” Yudha replied not to take a headache.

“That her back was rubbed,” said Vita chatty to her husband who was seen showering carelessly, “don't forget her ears, her armpits, bla.. bla. .. bla ...” makes Yudha's head become increasingly dizzy. But also did not dare to comment when the First Lady was removing her fangs.

“Wear the towel to dry, later can your pan, Mas.”

“If even the panuan will not be obvious,” Yudha replied boasting her pure white skin.

“Iya, trust ...”

Vita waited for her husband to face the qibla solemnly without leaving her sunshade as a complement. Until a few minutes later, the man got up, first folding his prayer mat, charging his cell phone, then first looking at his children.

“It's good all apparently,” muttered when he came out of the room and did a dinner that has been missed.

“Besok Rayyan asked to be accompanied by me to go,” said Vita intends to ask permission to sit next to Yudha to accompany her, “ada outbound activities to Jambore.”

“And no sisters,” Yudha responds.

“That we discussed this morning, but it turns out his son asked me the same. Even just going home from school. I feel guilty.” Vita lowered her head, she was always carried away by the feeling that she was discussing issues concerning her children. “He must have felt distinguished. But it was not my intention to do so. I also want to treat them all equally, but ... he seems not to be able to understand well.”

“Do not think too much,” said Yudha because he could not respond to it in any other way. “Surely in a family there are always problems like this and it's a matter of course.”

This time Vita decided to listen.

“Look at me, let us be calm. Umar and Mauza come with me to the office, so you can calmly take Rayyan. Yes and yes?” he didn't want to give her a choice.

“Mas sure take them?” ask Vita to make sure. “Let's if they're fussy how?”

“That's it,” Yudha replied pulling his wife's body over the lap. “So morning I didn't get to kiss you, did I?”

“Iya, nasty. You ruined my mood today.”

“I think you are sensitive too,” said Yudha after finishing drinking until the toilet. “I will give you a lot to pay off my debt this morning.”

“Hacih!” the sound of sneezing from the second floor made both of them confused and immediately distanced themselves. Very clear because the position of the dining table and stairs is very close.

“Is this hour they haven't rested?” Yudha whispered.

“Don't Mas Yudha already know his habits?”

"Hmm. watch the news." Yudha clucking softly, “Fuck news.”

Finally Vita chuckled. People his age seems to be not good if too much watching the news that makes it always tense and high blood. But, dear, who would dare to ban it?

So think they are actually different from the point of view of the person himself. The old man wanted to go down, but stopped because his wife forbade him, for fear of disturbing the comfort of his son and daughter-in-law.

“Awas if Abah was down now!” said Umi Ros full of threats.

“Anything you forbid me down, I am thirsty,” said Abah did not like to be set-up.

“Hold first until they cook, pai ka in.”

“This windpipe, Umi.”

“Hold sabanta sajo first. They just had time together, do not be disturbed.” along with that too, Abah just sneeze release that was immediately silenced by his wife.

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