Behind my In-laws silence
Chapter 46 Radit Toys.
Tiredness is increasingly felt in this body, after the divorce trial with Mas Raka. It feels good to win what I want.
It's just that with Bu Sumyati, what's with the old woman?
"Anna, man,"
The daydream instantly froze when Mr. Galih called my name." Yes, sir?"
"Tomorrow I'll pick you up again!"
I frowned after Mr. Galih spoke like that.
"For?"
Mr. Galih smiled faintly and replied." You forgot yeah, didn't we start a business."
Hitting my head with my right hand, I forgot. With my target, this is all because my head keeps thinking about Bu Sumyati.
"Anne."
"Mm, yes. Why?"
"Oh my goodness Anna, I explained about our business, you daydream again? What exactly are you currently seizing!"
I glanced at Mr. Galih, the thin-moustached man standing to my left.
"Actually I was thinking about Ms. Sumyati, what secrets did she hide and what was my fault with her?"
Mr. Galih laughed out loud, after hearing my explanation.
"Why are you laughing, is there anything strange?"
Man with his nose pointed with his round eyeballs, tilting his head, "none. It's just that you're sometimes smart sometimes plain."
"Mm, yes against the plain clever word, which there is a stupid time, sir." I said to Mr. Galih. He looks different, his cold and stiff self turns into a funny pretent.
"That's you saying yes, not me" said Mr. Galih with a laugh that sounded so cool.
"Yes, yes," I replied as I rubbed my lower lip.
The tall man was now staring at his luxurious hour, "it was eight at night. I'll go home first."
"Yes." Yeah."
" Mm, just yeah."
Frowning, after hearing Mr. Galih reply with his flat face.
"Keep."
"Yes that's it."
Strange, the man named Galih now turned his body and boarded the car. Where I'm screaming." Thank you sir, for your help. Good night and good rest."
I thought my screams were not reciprocated by him, but it turned out. Mr. Galih replied by shouting, "Same with sweet angel."
What does that mean? Why the thin mustachioed man uses all English. Sebald canal.
I just stood there thinking of words from a language I thought was alien.
Because I don't understand. Suddenly Kak Indah came out of the house, smiling at the confusion I felt.
"Sister, laugh that laugh. Oh yes, I heard Mr. Galih speak English. Said sewet agent. That's if it's not wrong."
Not even reply to my words Kak Indah laughed out loud, "Sweet angel. Anna's."
I showed my hands towards my feet and smiled hoping that my sister Indah would tell me what it meant.
"Huh, yes, that brother. What mean?"
"Just think to yourself, just search the English dictionary!"
Lovely sister passed away by ignoring her hands, she did not tell me at all, making me certainly irritated. There are yes big brother like Kak Indah.
Not wanting to think much more, I started walking into the bedroom, to see Lulu. Is he still sleeping yet?
My second son was sitting at the end of the bed, watching the moonlight and stars twinkle.
Just then these footsteps began to approach towards Radit, sitting slowly beside him.
"Radit, this is it. You haven't slept, baby."
I rubbed his head gently, making Radit now answer." Radit kangen papah!"
Deg.
"Well, didn't Radit meet Papah?"
Radit's face, which had been looking at the glass, was now staring at my face." Mom, why did you have to part with Papah? Radit's shy mah, what will Radit's friends say at school."
I didn't think Radit would say that, I forgot my marriage to Mas Raka. There are two seeds that I must guard my heart.
I slowly hugged my son's body, answering in a soft tone, hoping that the heart of this little boy who did not understand could receive.
"Radit, Mamah and Papah separated for reasons you will not understand. You calm down Radit, don't be ashamed of your friends at school. They will definitely accompany you. And won't embarrass you. Sure the same with mama."
This is what I always consider in household affairs, let alone having two children who still need the affection of a father.
Just by trying to strengthen my son, so that he can understand and ask again, because Radit's questions always make my heart hurt.
If Mas Raka does not cheat and remarry, most likely I will survive, even in terms of economy.
But the truth is, he was like that, I gave my life but he, retaliating with insults and pain.
Is it worth it to maintain a household like that?
From his right hand, Radit was holding a toy that I had just seen.
"Where did this child get a toy that is fairly wow price. What is Galih sir?"
Radit was still bowing his head, hand-playing the toy I had just seen.
Slowly I started asking my son.
"Radit, who gave you that expensive toy."
Radit apparently did not answer my question, as if he was afraid if the toy in his hand I snatched.
I'm gonna slow his head back down, "let's say to Mom, who gave you this toy?"
There was a doubtful face from Radit, as I kept pressing him to answer.
"This is actually from papah, papah said that Radit would like more toys. Radit has to take my mom home. Papah will be lined up to give so many toys to Radit."
Now my son is beginning to reveal everything, which I've guessed. If Radit complains, it must have something to do with Mas Raka.
Cunning you mas, manipulating the child so that I return home like hell.
Insults and humiliation will surely ruin my life.
With a sense of annoyance, this right hand began to seize the toy that continues to be held by Radit.
Radit is now crying, struggling to ask for his toy back. But I did not hear Radit's screams.
I began to stand up from the bed, carrying Radit's toy given by his papa.
Radit, who saw me carrying his toy, is now chasing until trying to snatch the toy from my hand.
"Take it off."
Radit looked furious, when the toy I threw into the trash can.
"The evil mama is evil."
Radit cried constantly, shouting that I was an evil mama.
I don't care, I don't want Radit constantly hypnotized by Mas Raka's words, the man doesn't know himself.