YEARNING
About Gilang
A few days later.
Everything went as usual, there was awkwardness behind the face of Alisya when he met face to face with the husband. Every time Gilqng passed by always seemed awkward as if he wanted to avoid it. Since the incident that night made Gilang a little sympathy for him, not because he began to love Alisya but his guilt.
"Auntie...."Shouted Gilang while going down the stairs.
Alisya turned to her husband who looked panicked, it happened that Alisya was preparing breakfast at the dinner table.
"What's wrong? don't yell like that" Alisya said softly.
It just so happened that the dining room was adjacent to the kitchen, so when Gilang was about to go to the kitchen looking for a housekeeper, he passed Alisya.
Gilang did not answer, he just glanced past his wife.
"Auntie..." Call again.
"Eh, Sir. There's something Tuti can help you with" While throwing a smile
"Not smile. Why is my shirt still tangled, even though I have a meeting at 9. Now fast iron" said Gilang while throwing a shirt in his hand.
"What is this Gil?" Lily came from outside to hear the noise of the child.
"Tuti, this is Mi. The work is not becus, most see drakor so do not focus on cooperation"
"Bi, my biqr alone is ironing. Auntie just cook it up." Alisya also took the kingdom in the hands of Tuti.
"I don't like anyone else touching my stuff. Tuti, quickly iron my shirt" Resolute Gilang as he turned around, but immediately turned back again "If I know not you who ironed my shirt, then you I fire" Then suddenly, Gilang passed by.
"Say, she's your wife why can't you iron your shirt? go too far with you, Gil" Maki Lily who's chasing Gilang's steps.
In the kitchen only live Tuti and Alisya. Surely Tuti is not a good day, but how else his master has given the greatest threat that is frightening. Finally Alisya gave the shirt to Tuti.
"Yes Bi, let me continue cooking. Aunt ironing clothes mas Gilang only" Santun Alisya while commenting on a smile. Although the smile was not covered by the veil he was wearing but Tuti could see from Alisya's eyes.
"Sorry, yes Non. I dare not oppose Mr. Gilang. Again forgive me" Tuti mnduk felt very guilty.
Touch Tuti's arm "It's okay Bi, quickly iron his clothes later mas Gilang angry again"
Tuti nodded "If you excuse me, Non"
"Mommy this is what the hell..." Gilang gets upset when Liky continues to blame him with just a schoolgirl.
"You should be grateful to have a wife and understanding like Alisya, even she is willing not to eat if you have not touched food. What wife tries that can be like that. After all, Alisya is right as a good wife, she is obliged to take care of everything you need, including ironing your clothes as well." Lily took the son to sit on the porch. As a parent, Lily wanted to give understanding to this stubborn son. His stubbornness was derived from himself, but he did not expect the severity of Gilang to make him raise his hand.
"Just Gilang does not like him to touch the goods Gilang, even if it's clothes" said Gilang.
Lily tried to be patient so as not to cause trouble.
"Mami mean?"
"All right, don't forget. That night I saw Alisya shower wet at night. It must be you and him...."
Sontak Gilang got up from his seat "That's a mistake, Mi. If Gilang had not been drunk, that night would have never happened. I regret having lost control"
From behind the door was a pair of ears hearing Gilang's words. Alisya, stand nailing there. At first Alisya just wanted to say that breakfast was ready, but he was surprised at Gilang's confession.
"So you're sorry you touched me, mas" she said as she turned around.
Plaque...
End of patience Lily faced with the harshness of the cross until the hands came into action. As a fellow woman, Liky felt the pain of Gilang's words.
"So your mouth, Gil. She is your legal wife, she has the right to offer your heart, soul and body. Even you are also obliged to give him an inner living. Don't be your coward" said Liky in a high tone. His tears also spilled.
Gilang tightened his jaw, the first time Gilang in his birth mother's appearance after a long time they were separated. It happened for his own fault, but Gilang still blamed Alisya. Hearing the curse of Lily made Gilang more ignited emotions until he could not bear it anymore.
"Stop, Mi. Mami does not need to lecture Gilang because Gilang is not wrong. It's all your fault that's forced me to marry a woman I don't love. Mami know how depressed Gilang has been all this time? Never once just think about the feelings of Gilang do not just think good in you but have a bad impact on the life of Gilang."Shoot right into the house. When he had just entered, Alisya was still staring back at the door. Gilang did not care, he immediately climbed up the stairs while running small.
"Tuti..take my shirt up"
"Well, sir" After ironing, Tuti brought Gilang's shirt.
After finishing wearing work clothes, immediately Gilang left.
"Where are you going?" Asked Lily who was sitting still sitting on the porch while folding her hands together.
Gilang was still silent and terua mengakah heading to mabil "Pak, open the fence" Shouted Gilang while opening the Car door.
"Don't tell me, mommy's talking to you. Spark....." Lily shouted as her son left her without a word.
In tears Alisya peeked at her husband from the window. Her tears washed the veil she was wearing. His sobs are getting louder and louder.
"It's outrageous that kid" As she walked in Lily grumbled in annoyance.
"Well, Alisya?" Lily was surprised to see her daughter-in-law's figure crouching at the edge of the window.
"Not you why"
"My mother was just an unexpected wife. Alisya can't take it anymore, Mi. Alisya just become a burden to live mas Gilang, better Alisya go from the life mas Gilang" Alisya bowed his head while crying.
Seeing a woman as beautiful as Alisya become fragile makes Lily feel even more sick. Hugged the daughter-in-law "Enough, baby. Don't say it like that. You have to hold on. Mami is sure your patience and fortitude will bear sweet fruit"Alisya shed tears on the shoulders of the in-laws. It was no longer painful, but more than he felt. There were already many painful words from Gilang that he had swallowed. But nothing has changed from him yet.
No matter how strong a woman's heart will be fragile with a word. Indeed, the human heart is like a fine silk cloth, if there is little word to hurt the heart, it will surely break into tears.
