Good Name
NB 2
Arriving at Meita's house, check her phone again.
" has not been read also" said Meita saw her cellphone, she checked whether her husband made a story.but it was not. Meita keeps her cell phone.
Meita sat down on the sofa and straightened her back. Not his work that makes tired, but his life in the sense that he is quite heavy.
Maybe others judge her as the luckiest woman on earth, can become an ASN and then married a state servant, then bounty children - cute and smart. but everyone does not know what Meita feels. The emptiness in her, half her heart is not as warm as before. What others imagine, unlike what Meita experienced. She must be smart to be a mother and play the role of a father for her children. Sometimes his bathin churned wanting to rebel, but he felt it would be useless. Love, love, jealousy, as if Meita had never felt again. All she felt and wanted was a little attention from her husband, a concern she hadn't had for years.
" Mas Ibn "mumbled Meita while looking down and taking his breath.
Meita also moved from the sofa and to her room chose to change clothes and busy herself.
Every return home from work Meita returned with the life of a housewife, because after her second child entered elementary school she did not use the services of a housekeeper anymore. So he really does finish homework, take care of his own children before he leaves for work or after he comes home from work. She chose to be busy and there was no time to think about her husband and lament his fate.
By 16:00 Meita was ready to return to pick up her children. Until she forgets her husband and thinks no more about a special day for him but not for him.
routine is now his habit. And it made her feel like a full-fledged mother. But never be a wife like everyone else. Meeting her husband once a month is very lucky for her. Sometimes when meeting a lot of things that Meita wants to express and talk about but it feels like 2 nights permit overnight he feels short, and sometimes their chat ends are always focused on the quarrel. So sometimes Meita chooses silence, for the sake of the mental health of her children.
As usual Meita waited at the school gate of her children. Meita soon sees her second child running first and hugs Meita.
" Your mother!!!"
" Adeeeee" Meita said with a smile
" Ade is hungry Mah" Davin said as he grabbed his mama's hand and kissed her Mamah's hand.
" Let's go home, Mamah has cooked" said Meita when it was Mujib's turn to kiss her hand
" Mah come home tomorrow?? Mujib asked Meita when he entered the car.
" just ask your sister" said Meita glanced back where Mujib was sitting, while attaching a seatbelt to her second child sitting in front.
Meita saw from the rearview mirror the look on the face of her first child.
" Sister has sent the same message Papah??? Brother asked yes"
" Papah likes his old reply, so mending does not need to be in contact"
Screeching Mujib's answer, his chest felt stabbed something. It hurt, it hurt so much.
" where are we going" said Meita to divert her conversation with Mujib
" Eat" said Ade
" go home" said Mujib.
Meita knows her kids miss her Papah.
Arriving at Mujib's house immediately got down from the car and ran into the house.
" What brother??" ask Ade to his Mom.
" Might be hungry "
" Ade is hungry too" Davin said as he ran after his older brother.
---- Davin immediately sat down at the dining table and began to devour her food.
" Sister, Brother!!! Let's eat.." cried Meita but Mujib preferred to stay in his room and ignore his Mamah call.
Until Davin finishes eating Mujib hasn't left the room yet.
" Didn't you eat Mah???" ask Davin
" maybe you take a shower first".
" Mah, Mother Teacher Davun said she also had to take a bath by herself"
Meita smiled at her son's words.
" Davin want to take a shower??"
" Yes"
" Yes, that's clean"
" Yes Mah" Davin said as he ran to his room.
Meita sees Davin climbing the stairs, and enters her room. Mujib has not shown his nose.
Meita walked up the stairs to Mujib's room.
------ " Sister !!!" meita said as she opened the door to her son's room. He saw his son sitting in a chair facing the window of his room that was wide open. Meita approaches her eldest son. Slowly Meita was standing right next to her son who was sitting while looking at the scene outside the window that her son saw.
" What brother??" meita asked while stroking her son's back.
" Mah, Mujib wants to go to school"
" at the school Mr. Ustad also said his school Mujib while pesantren because Mujib has grown up.
" Keep the same Mama who if there is no Brother"
" There's Ade Davin "
" why did you arrive - you want to go to school while boarding school??"
" just want to"
" Sister is angry with Mamah??"
Mujib just shook his head slowly.
" Then the boarding school will pass SD"
" It's still a long time, it's 4th grade"
" yes, yes later"
" Want it now Mah, in school many are also far from his parents while pesantren. This is a close brother. Mama can look at Brother whenever Mamah wants"
" Later Mamah talked to Papah ya first"
" Does Papah really care??"
" Why is my brother talking like that?? Of course Papah cares."
" Why then is Papah not home like Papah. ??
" Well, baby's work. Papah also cooperates with us "
" Temen Brother there is Mah who Papah his Police. Return home every day, even delivered to school before Papah went to work"
" The father of TNI's brother"
" Edo's papah is also TNI is at home"
" Mama has a hard time explaining how to let Brother understand"
" Anyway Brother wants pesantren, Brother had said the same Mother Teacher Pak ustad as well, starting Wednesday Mujib wants to go to school while boarding school"
" Why wednesday??"
" said Mr. Ustad if you want to start the pesantren Wednesday"
" Later if you have passed SD ya Kak"
" Mah's Wednesday"
" Sister, Brother is still small.should Brother still be the same Mamah.Let there come a time you are far from Mamah but not now.
" if you become a righteous child, you will be the one who will pick up Mom in heaven"
Hearing the words of her son Meita was really touched. And without feeling her tears just like that.
And the little hand of her first child wiped the tears that fell on Meita's cheek.
" I'm sorry dear Mama" said Meita.
" I'm sorry Mamah can't give life like everyone else" Meita said heavily as she endured the pain in her throat holding back tears from continuing to unravel.
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