Until When Should I Be?
5. The bitter honesty
Once in the car, Sinta immediately sat leaning back in the passenger seat. He didn't hear what the driver said to him. Her mind was in a rage, filled with insults and blasphemies from her husband's grandfather. It wasn't anyone else who insulted her, but her husband's own family who said such evil things to her.
Sinta held onto her chest, she felt her heart pounding very fast. She knew she was too lazy not to touch the words of her husband's grandfather. However, he did not want to be forced to part like this. Maybe he will accept that their soul mate has been exhausted and it is indeed a suratan from God. But he can't stand by if the marriage they're having wants to be considered non-existent just because he's nobody.
"It should be from the beginning to be honest, mas," muttered Sinta rubbed her face in a rage. She didn't know how to look at her husband.
"Goodbye, miss. Have a nice day" said the driver before Sinta got off the car he was riding in.
Sinta smiled forcefully, nodding her head. "thank you. Be careful on the road, sir," replied Sinta. The woman walked through her yard with heavy steps. He smiled bitterly, what day could still be nice if he learned such a shocking news. Her husband is a descendant of being, the next prospective head of the family, and do not ask again what business they have. Sinta was sure, if she searched the internet, there would be a lot about her husband's family.
"I'm tired" Sinta sighed dropping her body on the sofa. His day was heavy at the moment, he did not want to do anything other than close his eyes and rest. Let him rest for a while, maybe he'll get better after waking up.
The clock ticks fast, the minutes turn chasing the clock. Time passed by without feeling, Sinta fell asleep for quite a while, even the day was already very late when she opened her eyes. The woman quickly got up from her sleep, ran to the bathroom and washed her face. After Sinta busied herself in the kitchen, she had not made anything for their dinner. The quickest meal he made was immediately decided to cook. Sinta did not know if she could put food in her mouth with all sorts of thoughts raging. The woman still questioned why her husband had not told her the truth. Whether her husband doesn't believe her or their marriage is just a game.
Sinta shook her head slowly, throwing out all the negative thoughts that were scattered in her head. She had to believe in her husband, who could she trust in this world other than her husband, Jamal. Only that man had her, even if everyone in the world were to criticize her, she would definitely listen to her husband's explanation and resolve the issues between them.
"Maybe Mas Jamal will tell it when the time is right" murmured Sinta thinking positively. But undeniably, in the corner of her heart she questioned when the right time had come. When will her husband tell her who he really is and what the reason he was dishonest was all along.
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On the other hand, Jamal is out of focus. He had been preparing his heart since morning to tell him who he really was. He is not an ordinary employee, he is the grandson of the owner of the company where he works. He also serves as CEO, of course all business decisions he takes must be with the approval of his grandfather, Arman Sanjaya.
Although he had prepared his heart, but still Jamal actually did not want to tell his wife if she could. He just wants to live a peaceful, happy life together with his wife without the need to think about the family background and all the other complicated arrangements.
"We're here, young master," said the driver, quaking Jamal's daydream.
"Yes, you can come back."
Having decided to be honest, Jamal used the driver to drive him. He wasn't sure he could focus on driving when he thought about something else.
"You want to take a shower, ma'am?" tanya Sinta was acting ordinary. She decided to wait for her husband to say everything without asking anything.
"Mandi, after that there's something I want to talk to you, deck," Sinta nodded. Her chest rumbled again, maybe her husband would tell her the truth about who she was. Hopefully, she doesn't know if she can get through her day quietly if her husband is still hiding everything from her.
"Mas, let's eat first. Later just talk," Sinta said as soon as her husband finished bathing and dressed like a house.
Jamal nodded, maybe that was the right choice. They may no longer have an appetite when they are done talking later. Both of them ate in silence, every minute of it was so excruciating. The heartbeat in the heart does not stop beating. If only time could stop here, how good. They will definitely be happy without having to think about the problem as it is now.
"Let me wash this first, I can wait in front," said Sinta tidying the dining table. The woman had intended to buy time so that she was ready to hear what her husband was going to say.
"That could be later. Let's talk now" said Jamal quickly stopped his wife from washing dishes.
Sinta nodded, the woman sat back down on the chair she had been in. Jamal himself shifted his body so that he could face his wife who was sitting next to him. "Darling, please listen to me until it's over. Don't be angry, will you? Please!" Jamal held his wife's hand. Wish the woman knew that she had no intention of lying at all.
Sinta nodded her assent, her heart was more convinced that the problem her husband was about to say was the same as what he had heard this morning.
"I'm not an ordinary employee" said Jamal opened his mouth that was bitter because he had to say things that he thought could make the relationship and the wife stretch.
"I'm .. the grandson of the owner of the company I work for myself" I closed his eyes.
"My family name is Sanjaya. You must have heard it," Sinta nodded, of course she heard that when they got married, but she did not think that Sanjaya was the same as one of the famous families in this city.
"Sorry, it's covered up. I just want us to live peacefully together. But my grandfather and my other family always pestered with various matchmaking. I had to say we were married. And as a result, grandpa wants to meet you,"
Jamal was very sorry, just because he was tired of being offered an arranged marriage, he foolishly said with his own mouth that he had a family. This left his wife exposed to the outside. The grandfather insisted on seeing Sinta, to assess whether the woman who was the choice of his granddaughter's heart had a use value or not. That's what's annoying for Jamal. He married to be happy, not to seek profit or expand their business.
