Forgive Me My Wife
Engine Oil

“But it signifies that I am still a normal man isn't it?” Bima said still with her light laughter while still focusing on the road to Viona's house.

“Ehm Viona only responded with a throb when her throat was not itchy. He threw a glance out the window, his face fully heated up engulfed in a sense of extraordinary awkwardness with this lead discussion.

“Originally you know, the reaction happened to me only when you were close to you. But if I don't react it's a big deal. How can we give sister to Nara later, hmm?” he said casually, not caring about Viona who had misbehaved.

“Ish... Mas! stop talking about that kind of thing! Why is it so perverted now!” his grunts were upset because they felt embarrassed continuously being teased.

“Maybe I do this because my machine has rusted the effect of idling too long,” he replied origin.

Viona widened her eyes glaring at Bima followed by a fist into Bima's upper arm. “Can be diem nope!” yells fierce. Viona's face pouted sourly with red blushing cheeks.

“Why should I shut up baby?”

“Hih... I'm ashamed you didn't!” Viona covered her face using both of her palms and slammed her back into the backrest of the chair.

Bima laughed loudly, since the first Viona was always that innocent. Though now she is a woman who has been married and also has children, but if discussing intimate matters, Viona will automatically blush as usual.

“Iya deh sorry.” Bima rubbed Viona's head at a glance, since yesterday the happy hue was clearly imprinted on her handsome face.

“Do not repeat!” said Viona still with pursed lips.

“Yes, I will not repeat once, at least dozens of times.” Bima continued to prank the woman sitting next to him.

“Try to remember. Did you eat wrong yesterday or what? if rusty just drink engine oil!” viona's snort was irritated.

“Of course it should, it's just that the oil that fits me is not just any brand. Only one brand is Vi-o-na.”

“Erghhh..” Viona punched Bima back in the shoulder.

Along the way Bima continued to tease Viona. At first the little lady was annoyed with embarrassment, but in the end they laughed together.

*****

Nara rushed out as soon as she heard the roar of the car engine stopping in the yard. He pranced more and more happy when he saw the coming were his parents, not just the mother.

“Ayaaah.. carried.” Nara leaped around cheerfully as she extended both her hands.

They entered the house. Bima's steps stopped at the doorway of the living room when she found Rima inside. Honestly, he still felt awkward meeting with Rima.

Viona also felt like she was having an affair, she was a little shocked because her mother was inside, looking down at the floor with her hand squeezing a paper bag filled with food.

“B-Bu. Ka-when comes?” Viona.

“Tadi afternoon,” sahut Rima brief.

“Goodnight Aunt, how are you?” Bima greeted politely.

“Good news.”

Rima stared alternately at Bima, Viona was also Nara. What Bik Yati said was not a figment. They seem to need each other. Now he also watched with his own eyes how Nara was directly attached to Bima with her bright face, so happy to wander in the arms of the father.

Rima's gaze softened while reviewing the smile. “What do you guys bring?” tanyanya friendly.

“We bought some menu for dinner because want to eat with Nara at home,” replied Viona still with her tense face.

“It just so happens, Mom hasn't had dinner either. Earlier Mother also brought your favorite oxtail soup from home, can be served as a complement to the dishes you buy, so we can eat together.”

“Eh, i-iya Ma'am. I went to the dining room first to prepare our dinner.” Viona was a little relieved because her mother did not throw Bima away, she rushed into the dining room with a paper bag in hand.

“Let's go to Bim,” said Rima because since then Bima is still standing in the doorway.

“Iya Aunt.”

“Why call Aunty, just call Mom like you used to. Am I not worthy of being called Mom by you?” Rima stared deeply and softly at Bima. Bima was once part of his family.

“Same is not so. It's just that I feel inappropriate.” Bima swallowed her saliva with difficulty the effect of her choked throat.

“For me you are still my son. So don't make Mom a stranger.”

The corner of Bima's heart was hit by a great harkening as the corner of her eyes that came to calm down, not expecting that Rima would still consider her a child after what she did to Viona first. “Thank you, Mom. Thank you.”