
Renita was in tears and almost sobbed, not because of spicy but because of heartache, feeling betrayed and played by her own husband.
Worth the shopping money decreases and so does the attention of her husband who is increasingly eroded as well, which is very painful! less attention to his father.
Renita's thoughts have begun to be ugly about the household in the future, which they built several years to present the baby that is Rendy.
A few months ago she and her husband had planned to program another child so that Rendy had a friend, but if you see a gig like this, I swear. Not want! and Renita will be back on contraception before it's too late.
After that finished eating, Renita and her son went straight home. Because Rendy's tiredness sleeps, and Renita immediately slides to the nearest midwife! do not forget to leave his son to the nearest neighbor who knows later Rendy woke up when Renita was not there.
Renita's goal to the midwife to return to using contraception, she is afraid of being disappointed even though she has not been touched by her husband for a long time, however she must be careful.
"Why choose to wear it again? didn't you want to quit yesterday because you wanted to have another baby!" ask the midwife to Renita.
"I changed my mind, Midwife. I'm not ready to add any more baby, considering my son is 4 years old!" renita replied with a bit of a stupor.
"Oh that way, it's okay to inject again right?" ask the midwife back.
"Yes, Mom .. like yesterday!" renita answered.
"Okay, but have to check first! who knows if it is filled!" the midwife said back.
Then check on Renita's condition which she said who knows Renita is pregnant, so that something does not happen that she does not want later. Before using the contraception again.
After being examined, Renita asked the midwife. "Where is the midwife? I'm not pregnant, right? Renita looked worriedly.
"Oh no, it just so happens that you're not pregnant. Alias it's safe to use KB injections back." Answer midwives.
"Goddessa ..." Renita brushed her face and gave thanks because she was not pregnant at the moment.
"A 3-month injection huh." The midwife also injects a needle that already contains contraceptive drugs as Renita wants.
Finished with his business, Renita immediately rushed home he was worried that Rendy was waking up. So he quickly ran his motorbike to go home to his residence.
Even though his mind is chaotic, not calm and keep thinking about what he sees. But Renita must try to toughen up to face everything, for the sake of her son. He did not want to be rash in concluding something, even though the evidence was already he cantongi and Renita also intended to investigate the truth. Because if only she was talking to her husband! maybe it will not get a bright spot, it is not possible that her husband will be frank.
"Home home?" greet the neighbor that Renita left Rendy to him.
"Yes, Mom, how did Rendy wake up?" Renita asked back while opening her helmet.
"Not yet, it seems so good to sleep." Answer the neighbor's mother.
"Oh yes, thank you, Mom? thanks much!" renita said while nodding respectfully.
"Yes, it's okay! like someone who just!" said the mother while commenting on her friendly smile
Then Renita took her steps into the house. After putting the motor in the garage.
Time kept turning, the day had passed the afternoon and now it had gone to night.
While the Mother sat on the sofa, watching television. Views do lead to television, but his heart and mind don't! out of nowhere, until Rendy's voice felt inaudible.
"Mother, why haven't you come home yet? papa hasn't been home all day, but it's a holiday, Bun." Rendy repeated her words while patting the Mother's hand.
So Renita woke up and turned to her son. "Maybe Papa is still busy and will soon be home" he replied Renita trying to toughen up.
"But this is a holiday, Mother. Usually too!" he said Rendy who has been sintered by the state of time.
"Don't know baby, maybe still have a meeting or add overtime" he replied back Renita.
"Surprisingly yes, Bun .. the more busy papa's day and there is no time for the two of us anymore," again the child seemed to feel lost time with his father.
"Yes, be patient! the next time you are not busy, there will be time for you. Take a walk, play with Rendy. Doain, everything is fine!" Renita stroked her son's face.
"But Rendy is as poor as ever!" he muttered the boy with a sad tone.
"Em .. Now bobo! by night, tomorrow will be school." Renita stroked her son's hair with a haru look.
Let alone Renita who has the instinct of a wife, her young son who feels the change of the father.
After putting her son to sleep, Renita paced around in the room, occasionally seeing the clock that had shown at 10:00 pm, on the holiday to keep her busy. Hit this not to go home yet, while tomorrow will work again.
"Yes Allah ..is my husband really not well anymore, so he has another woman out there. O Allah .. I know I am not a perfect man, not a woman who has everything. But what the hell is he looking for?" renita murmured while looking at the ceiling of the room.
"I don't feel like sharing a husband, let alone being betrayed or cheated on." Renita could no longer hold back her tears from dripping down her cheeks, remembering her husband who seemed intimate with another woman.
Grung .. rungggh ....
Azam's car enters the courtyard. Renita hurriedly came out of her room to welcome the husband's return.
"Assalamu'alaikum .." said a greeting from Azam.
"Wa'alaikum salam. Just got home?" Renita grabs Azam's hand to kiss him.
"Yes, Rendy's sleeping?" Azam also kissed his wife.
"Yes, Mas. Rendy's asleep!" Renita let out a deep sigh that felt tight on the chest and another one, this time she smelled a woman's perfume that was as fragrant as the husband's body.
Azam immediately walked towards Rendy's room, then opened the door and saw her from a distance.
"Today he was sulking, let alone seeing his friends playing with his papa, he said he wanted to be papa." Renita murmured not far from where Azam was standing.
Azam only glanced at his wife and took his steps to his private room ....
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