Ex's Regret
Gombalan Akio

What to say, everything is not what I want nothing to change, so in the end let me change.

I change things, whether it's for better or worse, but it's definitely going to change my life.

Save my heart and mine, because my son will grow up and understand the bad words of Mother-in-law, it is not good if Mother-in-law constantly berates me in front of my own child, it was not good for his mental growth.

I don't want my son to grow up to be a rough kid and have no adab to parents, that's not good.

The decision I made was thought through carefully.

Thank God, I was finally able to move also with my savings, although I went out a lot to rent a house whose rent was slightly skewed at once as a place of business, as well, I got this rental house in the village next door, a simple house with two rooms complete kitchen and one bathroom.

And now I'm here, in the rented house that I'm going to live in three years, of course, the price is cheaper compared to others.

This house includes cheap rent prices, because the owner again needs money so it has long been uninhabited so in rented with affordable rent.

" Dimas you wake up, son," I wipe my son's face that looks haggard because he just woke up from his sleep.

His body squirms and whines for milk.

" grandson mimi Buu's grandson (milk drinking milk Bu)" he said while whining incessantly.

" His son, will you?" entertain me, I unpacked the tote bag that I had brought earlier, which contained my son's formula and a small flask that I could carry while traveling with Dimas.

" Dare, son," I said as I stroked his jet-black hair.

" Sit here first, I'll make you milk first huh?" tell him, limply, he said to me, and he sat on the mat I bought and leaned against the wall, and I gave him some toys to comfort him, because I stayed a while to make milk for Dimas.

Finished I made my milk go back to the room and pointed the medium pacifier towards Dimas.

His smile suddenly burst when he saw me carrying a bottle of milk containing his favorite formula, and he welcomed it.

" It's a pity the milk is finished, stay in the drink." I said as I shook the milk in front of him.

With sparkling eyes Dimas took the bottle and took it and sat leaning against the wall while sucking the milk bottle with pleasure, he unceasingly said "tasteful" he said with a carefree face.

Seeing him smile happily, was such happiness for me.

"It's a good thing you're not fussy, son, so I can take the job later, don't fuss, huh?" I said softly as I rubbed his thick, black hair.

In the middle I was joking with Dimas suddenly the sound of the door knocking broke our cheer.

Tok-tok-tok, "Assalamu'alaikum" sounds from outside.

With a little run I went out to the main door, and it turned out there were already two middle-aged men who came carrying tool bags, it seemed like this handyman who would help me with the renovation, he said, front porch. Because before I came home yesterday I had ordered people through my friend Titi who helped me get this house, to clean the house and renovate the terrace.

" I'm sorry about Mitha?" asked a middle-aged man who was at my doorstep.

" It's Sir, Mr who was asked by Mr Titi to help me, sir?" reply by guessing.

" He Ma'am, I'm Maman and this is Ujang who will renovate this house mbak." Said mr. Maman.

" Good sir for today I asked for help Mr. to beberes first yes, after that just renovated the front porch." My words tell.

" Good Ma'am," said Mr. Maman.

Half today we were busy with cleaning the house, finished it Pak Maman and Pak Ujang changed to renovate the front porch to make a laundry place.

Yesterday I took a few kitchen utensils, especially the stove and gas,

the core equipment I bought right now.

I buy the items that are needed only, later if the results of laundry I have a lot I will buy one by one cookware and and a guest table, right now I'm just buying a few tikers, and a thin mattress for Dimas so his sleep isn't fussy.

In the afternoon the handyman who renovated the front porch has gone home, and will continue to make it in the morning.

And from earlier I also have not turned on my phone, surely Mas Andra confused looking for me, even though that night we had a fight, but I had to tell him.

I was reluctant to turn on my phone because I was lazy when Sinta's in-laws and children terrorized me with her rant, but inevitably I have to turn on my phone so that Mas Andra does not worry about Dimas.

After I turned on my phone so many incoming message notifications and missed calls from my mother-in-law, Sinta and Santi, of course Mas Andra also called several tens of times, too, I felt guilty about it, I finally called him, and I didn't care about anything else.

" Assalamu'alaikum Mas" said my guilt.

" Greetings waalaikum, Allah Mitha finally you call also dear, Mas it feels like crying when you can not be contacted, now he where do you love? I'm worried about you guys." Said Mas Andra who made me haru once, it turns out that his attitude is far different from his mother and his sadistic sister.

" I'm sorry Mas, I'm desperate to get out of your house, as I said yesterday Mas, I'm now in a rented house and I'm sorry I can't go back there, if Mas Andra wants to come here, later I share the location yes Mas, Mitha does not force Mas to stay here, if Mas Andra kangen Dimas only, please come here Mas. " My words resignedly, I have given everything that will happen because I am not strong enough to live there, even forced I will not want to.

" He Deck, sorry Mas can't follow you now, the most important thing is you guys are fine and please take care of yourself and Dimas ya Dek." Her speech.

" I'll be there when Bowo's problem is over." Another imbibing.

" He is, take care of your health, and don't forget to eat." Reply advisory.

" Yes thanks Deck, Mas close first baby, Mas again in the hospital, and do not forget you also eat yes and take care of Dimas." Mas Andra ended his phone call.