An Inner Lent to My Wife's Cousin
Suspicion of Dinda

Nana POV's

My husband

[Nan, I'm coming home next week. What do you want to bring?]

The message from Bang Dana excited me instantly. My husband who comes home once a year always tells me he's coming home. Usually he will go home before entering the fasting month and take a three-week leave. Or another day if here has a sudden need.

I'm so happy to hear this news. You know, the wife who was left to work by the husband must definitely hold back his longing. Even more so if the husband has been gone for so long. I also felt the longing for Bang Dana after all this time. Yes, even though there is Bang Herman who sometimes likes to accompany me when I feel lonely, it still feels different.

If with Bang Dana, I can be satisfied with him without having to hide like the things done by me and Bang Herman. My life can indeed be considered perfect to have two husbands who are so considerate. However, there is still a false feeling of living a life like this.

What are the feelings of guilt towards Bang Dana and Yani?

It's probable. But if I stop, will I be able to hold on to my passion? Can I stop telling Bang Herman to come to me? Will Bang Herman accept it?

Just last week when I asked Bang Herman to come to my house, he couldn't come because he had to accompany Arham sick to make me so upset. Just like that has upset me, especially if I have to stop my relationship with Bang Herman? Can I get away from it if I feel lonely?

"Mah!"

I flinched and looked when I heard the sound. Apparently Dinda sat beside me and looked at me wondering.

"What's up, Deck?"

"Mama daydream?"

"Ah, no. Mama's watching, "I answered the lie while pointing at the television screen and then back towards Dinda.

"Why, Deck?" I'm diverting attention.

"Dinda wants money to buy LKS exams later, Mah."

"Oh, try you grab Mama's wallet in the closet. Is there any money in your wallet?" The finances that I hold are getting thinner for daily needs and children. I forgot to go to the ATM to get the money.

"This, Mah." Dinda handed me my wallet.

I checked the contents and apparently there is still a little money. "How much?" I asked Dinda.

"20 grand."

"That's all?" tanyaku and Dinda nodded.

I handed him the money and Dinda took it. However, Dinda did not move. He was still sitting next to me with his feet on his back.

"Well, can it be?"

"Ask what?"

I saw Dinda a little hesitant and agitated from the sight of her eyes. I grinned confusedly at her. It seems like there is something Dinda wants to tell me to make her doubt like this.

"What's up, Dek? Just ask, Mama won't be mad?" my question convinced him.

Dinda fixed her sitting position then looked seriously at me. "Well, same mom Om Herman looks pretty close lately."

Deg~

I was shocked to hear my daughter's words. What did Dinda mean just now? As much as possible I didn't show Dinda my body's reaction. I have to be relaxed in front of him.

"meaning?"

"Yes, I saw Mama so close to Nadia's dad. Like those guys dating that."

Duh, why is Dinda getting slacker anyway?! It could be this danger if he kept asking questions like this.

"You are how the hell. Yes mama is close to Om Herman because he's Mama's cousin's husband. Besides, Mama is also asking him to buy building materials for the second floor of this house." As much as possible I explained carefully to the child who is entering this teenage phase. I don't want to make Dinda think about me and Bang Herman who have a relationship.

"But what should be up to handrails and stroking Mama's thigh?"

Deg~

I widened my eyes in surprise. How did Dinda know about this? Has he ever seen it in person?

"I've seen it firsthand, Mah!"

Oh God! Apparently Dinda had seen it firsthand. However, didn't Bang Herman and I always play it safe? Then why did Dinda know about this?

Does Dinda know about my actions and Bang Herman's at night? If so, it could be this!! Dinda's not a kid anymore who doesn't know about that. He already knows about adult stuff because I taught him about ***education. In school, he was taught this by his teacher.

Duh, how is this?! What answer should I give him?! There's no way I should answer honestly about my relationship with Bang Herman to her.

"Please answer honestly, Mah! Does Mama and Nadia's dad have a relationship?" urge Dinda with a look of intimidation.

Relax Nana, you need to calm down. I can't panic in front of Dinda. Maybe he was even more suspicious by seeing my excessive reaction. As much as possible, I need to be calm about this.

"The same mom Om Herman has nothing to do, Dek. Please believe in Mama. The problem that you see Mama holding the same hand Om Herman is because the palm of Mama's hand is again sore. Om Herman offered to help because he was a master mijit. Seriously Mama doesn't have anything to do with you!" obviously I hope he believes the lies I created. Forgive your mother for lying to you, son.

"Then what hand Om Herman had on Mama's thigh?"

"So that's Mama's unconscious, Dek. Maybe it was just coincidence and accident that Om Herman did."

I saw from the look on Dinda's face as if hesitating to believe my words. I repeatedly swallowed my saliva with great difficulty due to Dinda's conjecture. But I have to keep believing in him and try to be calm.

"Don't you believe in Mama?" tanyaku.

"Not that, Mah. But Dinda does not like to see the closeness of Mama with Om Herman who is too close. Dinda does not want Mama to be a shadow of Dinda's mind that looks bad in Dinda's eyes."

Geez, kid, I'm sorry Mama made you think so much about Mama. However, what you have in mind may indeed be true, son. This mother is a bad woman. Household crushing women like in the flying fish movies that we often watch. Please forgive Mama, son.

(Kok I ngakak ya here 😂)

"No, son, Mama's not that kind of person. Mama can't be the destroyer of someone's happiness let alone our own family." Yes, even though Mama will be the destroyer of happiness of Mama's cousin if everything is revealed, I continued, which I could not say to Dinda.

"Serious mom, don't you have anything to do with Om Herman?" ask her again so I can convince her.

"No, Son. Mama Sam Om Herman has nothing to do with it other than getting up on the second floor for our house!" dusty lied.

Dinda was silent as if hesitating. Duh, how to convince Dinda?

"Sir, next week papa back. He just sent me a message," I said, shifting the topic. This is all I can do so that Dinda doesn't think about the discussion.

"What's the truth, Mah?" ask him with sparkling eyes.

"Yes, you don't want to ask me for anything like Papa before he comes back here? Papa nanyain to Mama."

He thought for a moment. "There is, but let Dinda talk to Papa directly," he said, then got up and went to his room. Maybe he'll tell his papa on his cell phone.

I breathed with relief after Dinda returned to the room. I don't know if Dinda believes it or not. I'll ask Bang Herman not to come here if Dinda's at home.

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Hermann POV.

I am currently in a village whose road section is being repaired and refurbished after being told by my superiors. The road here is so damaged after a continuous rain out several years ago that it makes the edge of the road damaged to make landslides.

My team and I are trying to fix it so that this road can be used by riders and people. My job is pretty good because I work as a street projector. I don't have to bother working like her husband Nana who has to migrate to Kalimantan to support her family.

"Can we talk for a minute when we get home?" muhlis said coming after patting me on the shoulder. We were all resting under the village chief's house in this village.

Muhlis is also part of my team. The difference is I work as a supervisor, he works as a handyman. However, I do not discriminate our work.

"Can it be, what time?"

"Hour 9, under my house."

"Why not talk about it here?" Wouldn't it be better to talk about it here than to come to his house? Is the conversation so important that it invites me to talk?

Muhlis watched the people who were eating and turned to me and got stuck.

"It's important. About your relationship with Nana" she whispered in my ear.

My relationship with Nana? What does it mean try?