
For several days mas adam went to bandung on the grounds of family affairs. During that time I remodeled all the furniture in the house that I had. The old stuff I replaced with the new one I bought.
Some empty rooms that I had not had time to fill with mattresses and friends all I had filled. If later there are guests who will come they can occupy it.
Not spared also I bought some strategic shophouses for later I use for business. I didn't rent it but I bought it in cash.
The plan is I will make some business like a cafe or shop. But it's all still planning. I don't want to be rash in my actions. Especially if later me or adam will be separated. Will be problematic in the gono gini treasure.
Even though I bought it with my own money. While the mother-in-law understands. Mother always said the husband's treasure is the husband's treasure. The wife's property, the husband's property. Strange thought in my opinion.
At the beginning of our marriage, the mother-in-law had a problem with the house relics of both parents. I want my sister-in-law to be yuna, the second child of the mother who occupied her on the grounds that she lived in a rented house. Of course I don't allow it. That's my right.
Because of this problem, Adam gave thirty percent of his salary. Let mbak yuna have her own home. I mean, my husband's family's double eye.
A lot of evidence came into my email or my social media. And some photos of the wedding of the adam and the woman and their wedding video of the man I hired to watch the mas adam.
I did not feel a single tear running down the cheek that I immediately caressed. I don't want to be too fragile. I have to be strong. The wound Adam gave me was too deep. I don't know when the wound will heal.
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"Bi, may go home first to mas adam's house" I said before I returned to the house.
"Yes non. No, the strong yes. If non cannot non. Still got aunts, mbok and others who love the same non." Saying bi ummah while hugging me with affection and rubbing my back gently gives me encouragement.
I've told my whole story to auntie, and mum because they're the ones I've had all along.
To my aunt and om they are too busy with their personal and family affairs. I can't bother or bother them.
"Yes bi, do'ain may yes. Let may be strong to face the trials that may face". Pamit.
Along the way I thought about what I should do. I have to stay or I have to give up. Arriving at home I was inspired I saw mbok jum on the terrace.
"Assalammualaikum, mbok jum" I said when I saw mbok jum in front of the porch of the house.
"Wa'alaikum salam.alhamdulillah non survived until home". Mbo jum with a worried face.
"Why, mbok. How her face is worried so" I elus on the shoulder of the mbok did not forget I invited the mbok into the house.
"Mbok, fear non why-why while on the road. Non, already think like a child mbok himself."ujar mbok jum. I hugged him with affection. I realized since my parents there was no mom and aunt was always by my side. In times of decline only they give me strength for the spirit of life.
Maybe without them I'd lose my way.
"Mbok calm down. May, god willing it's okay. Mbok, don't cry. Shame ah same ugly face again" I replied as I wiped the tears on the cheeks mbok jum.
"IIiiih. Mbok even in ledekin."ujar mbok jum.
"What cooking can you cook? May is hungry and has not eaten. May put the suitcase in the room before you go home." I said as I opened the door and put all the clothes I was carrying.
Waiting for adam's return. I eat food that has been served by mbok jum. Perhaps due to many thoughts, my appetite increased. Mbok jum just smiled to see me eat like a person who does not eat for days.
There were car calls and outside chats. I washed my hands and walked to the living room.
Looks mas adam with a facial look that radiates happiness. I immediately took a hand and kissed the back of Adam's mas with reverence.
"Mas, the same mother and daughter are back together mas??" As I look out of the house.
"Same mother princess already delivered directly to the house. I send greetings to you, May."
"Have you eaten a blm?? If you have not yet mbok jum already ready to eat if you want??"
"Ga to may. I ate outside when I came home. Still full. Later if you are hungry. Take it yourself." Mas adam went straight to the room to clean himself and rest his body that was tired because of a long trip.
A week after the return of madam somehow there are uncertain feelings. I just stayed on the balcony above. Daydreaming.
Tok.
"Non may, there is a mother, daughter and a woman in the family room" said mbok jum
"Mother?? Tumben came yesterday. I want to get ready first."
"Neither non, auntie excuse me."
After I closed the door, I washed my face to make it fresher. Dress modestly. And put on a little make-up. After that I went out to meet my mother in the living room.
"Mom, has it been a long time? Healthy mom? Put, how are you? How was college? And who's that woman, mom?" I immediately kissed the back of my mother's hand full of question marks what the arrival of the mother and daughter and the cheating woman of Adam.
Don't think I don't know who that woman is. I was just pretending. Please take note I'm just pretending to be innocent and innocent. I follow the game that adam and his family do.
"Ooooh. This is may, introduce her Novi, the distant niece of mother. Which means a distant cousin of adam. Mom's coming here, because mother and daughter decided to stay with you in this house. After all this is a mother's house which means mother's house too. Without or with your consent. Mother and daughter will stay here with novi." Mama said without dispute.
"Did adam know mom? What about mom's house?"ask me confusedly.
"Adam knows. And Adam also told mom, daughter and novi to stay here with you. Mom's house is currently being renovated by her sister Adam. Please, you can prepare a room for the three of us. And don't forget to prepare a meal for us."
"Good ma'am."
I immediately called a mum to help me clean up the guest room that is usually used by mothers and daughters while staying at our house. While the woman was forced to prepare in the upper room at the far end of my room and mas adam.
After I told them to take a break I went straight to the kitchen to cook their favorite food in the help of mbok jum.