YOUNG WIFE
CHAPTER 29
Aiman got out of the car after turning it around.
“Gala –“
“Oh...so this is the important task until you forget to pick up the child?”
Hearing my rant, Aiman patted his forehead while kneeling in front of his son to apologize.
“Sorry papa well. Papa forgot and hp papa lowbet forgot in cas.”
“Hp mama is also lowbet, but mama inget Gala,” reply Gala which makes me quite dumbfounded. I don't think Gala's a kid who likes to reply to her papa. He was smart enough to answer.
Good Gala! Get angry at your papa!
“Gala – sorry papa yah.”
Gala turned her face while folding both her hands on her chest. As long as Aiman was persuading his only son, I was watching a female named Raline who had underestimated me for not being Aiman's wife. In the car he kept silent while watching the father and son. Every now and then our eyes met but he quickly turned his face away.
The heat! ****** only tepos aka great! Omelku in my heart.
“Feeding son same wife at home dong. Don't even take care of girls.”
I looked at his eyes sharply. His sharp ranking, I think my gaze can be wrapped around Aiman's body which still doesn't seem to have succeeded in persuading his son.
“How did you get? help me cake –“
“Nmobile. Who told me to take care of things that do not matter to your girl!”
Owe Mel, your words just now seem to have made the atmosphere so hotter. Like pouring gasoline over a small fire. Aiman seemed to not accept my words just now and it was heard by the odd girl who had been in the car since.
“Know where my business doesn't matter?”
I'm speechless. Aiman tilted his head as a sign that he did not want to repeat the same question a second time. I did not reply and instead grabbed Gala's body while glancing towards Raline.
“Yes that feels like me. You two look at haha hihi. Relax out of minimarket kayak again ngedate.”
“Eh mbak, do not talk carelessly well,” kilah Raline finally.
Hearing him answer my words, pissed me off mixed with his emotions.
“Mel. You don't get coy.”
“If you are sotoy yes definitely dong!”
“You know? You are cute but also sometimes funny. But this time you missed, Mel,” furious.
“Oya?” my challenge. “Moreover which, me or a papa who broke his promise with his own son for your business same woman!” point me at Raline. I was so emotionally disturbed that I did not notice Gala watching us fight.
Especially our position on the roadside! Oh my goodness!
“We obrolin this at home,” said Aiman while pulling my hand down from the motor.
I quickly put his hand away.
“Go with him!”
“You misunderstood Mel. You don't know anything.” Aiman still defends Raline.
“You who do not know the feelings of Gala,” reply me no less fierce.
Aiman's eyebrows are wrinkled. I know he's angry. Just as angry as I am at the moment. “Don't say kayaking all this time I'm not a gallon. All this time, I've been taking care of him. While you ...status you tuh –“
His words were interrupted, but it didn't make me give up. I kept looking at him sharply as a challenge that I wanted to hear the whole thing.
“—not more than just a temporary mom.”
The deg!
It turned out that my decision to listen to her whole speech was the wrong choice. It hurts like a sharp cut. Without further ado, I immediately turned on this black matic motor while bringing Gala home. Aiman, who saw me move, did not stop me from leaving. Instead, he chose to get in the car and go with the sompret girl.
**
Arriving at home, I immediately carry out my promise of cooking Gala's favorite food because the child has not had lunch at all. After it matures, I continue to serve it while accompanying Gala to eat until it is finished.
Although I accompanied this boy to eat while occasionally joking with him, my thoughts were still inseparable from Aiman's hurtful words this afternoon. It is true that I am the temporary mother of this boy. But why did that remark have to be delivered in front of Raline who either heard it or not.
If the girl hears, she's happy, right?
I shouldn't have baper about it. But ...why keep that painful?
Why don't I accept his words as facts?
Ah mbuhlah! mumet ndasku, if said mbak Jennie.
“Ma. Ready to.”
I woke up from my own daydream. I proudly gave my two thumbs to Gala who was smart to eat her own.
“Good! Put the plate in the sink. Abis was undressed and continued to bob noon.”
“Oke Ma.”
Gala did as I said with a happy smile. Seeing that, I assumed that Gala had forgotten about the incident this afternoon. But it doesn't seem so. Before entering his room, Gala asked me who was washing dishes in the kitchen.
“Ma ...mama same papa fight because Gala well?”
I'm ready to answer, “Hah? Um fighting boongan kok."
“Don't fight again ya Ma. Gala love same mom ..sama papa also.”
While crying tears that I did not know when it fell, I approached Gala who was standing right in front of the door of her room. I approached the boy and embraced his tiny body. It felt like all my anxiety and annoyance was absorbed by him and then disappeared. Therefore, I can re-establish my head to face whatever might happen when Aiman comes home later.
“Huum. Mel also loves Gala. So strong boy and pinter yah.”
Gala nodded her head twice then let go of her embrace. Then he came in and did as I commanded.
Then, without any wind and rain, I saw Aiman already in front of the entrance while looking at everything. He was silent like a statue. I also choose not to consider it there by passing from before him. But my efforts failed to avoid it because Aiman approached me while looking at me seriously.
“We must talk Mel.”
“If it's about that one, I don't want to continue,” I replied as sharp as razor.
“You should know alesan I'm late to pick up Gala –“
The woilah! I think it looks like this om-om.
Obviously he wasn't late, but forgot!
“Telates? Forgot kaleeee,”.
“Yes that is –“
“Tersoh. I don't want to know. You heard it yourself, right? Gala doesn't want to see us fight. I've decided not to interfere anymore. Because I forgot what my position here is,” cut me while continuing my work that was delayed earlier.
Actually when I say that, again I want to shed tears. But because of my ego, I choose to raise my tears again by pretending to be firm.
“But ..Mel –“
I avoided Aiman's eyes as well. I took the bag, also my phone that was ringing fast since then I lifted up along with my footsteps past his figure that could only peck in place.
“If you are curious, I want to continue to campus until night because of the task I was forced to stay. I also cooked. If you want to be eaten please, if not already.Down!"
“You do not need to bother cooking if it is busy,” he said with a flat face.
Fuck up! Not that I'm thankful I'm even talking about it.
“Nothing. Calculate the reward for mom while kayaking me,” my quip is smooth while pressing said mother while in front of him.
“Kok you said that?”
“And you called me like that,” my wrath.
“That was –“
I finished wearing my shoes and my backpack which was quite heavy. I turned my back while opening the door to get out.
“Mel it want to research or want to stop by? Your bag looks heavy. I anter to campus well,” persuaded him that there are no demons from where he offered himself like that.
And of course, I firmly rejected him while showing a pretty convincing look to him.
“Neventless. I have been picked up at the bottom!” angry reply.
Aiman is flat-faced while showing that disdainful face, “Daughter? Who's your girlfriend?”
