HONEY OF MY WIFE'S CHOICE (RUBBY)
The opposite feeling

"Maliq, breakfast first baby. We'll have a chat together." I rebuked him.

"Yes, Mom..."

Finish breakfast, I clean up the table, with Bik thisah. The children play with their nannies. Except Maliq, who stood staring at the photo again.

"Maliqites... Come on, go to the room." take me to him.

I asked him to sit, to bed, and to speak Four Eyes. He asked back what he told his father.

Maliq answered the same thing, according to what his father told him, no less, and no more.

"What do you feel about Maliq when you have that dream, son?"

"Maliq is just confused, Mom. Maliq wonders why Maliq should. But, Dad said, because Maliq is special. Only Maliq receives Mother's affection. And... Mother left after a few months of Maliq's birth" he replied.

"Yes, right baby. Hence, shortly after the Maliq anniversary event, Mother and Father held a Do'a together, it was to commemorate Mother. And now, Maliq wants to send Do'a again?"

"Yes... Maliq has savings, right? Maliq wants to donate the savings to the orphanage, for Mother. Not much, but Mommy must be happy."

"God's Masya... Well done, Mother's son." I kissed him.

After speaking, I was almost Mas edra who was taking care of the plants in the back.

"Mas... Mas anter Maliq, yes, to the tomb. Continue, take him to the orphanage, or to the Foundation also not papa. He said... Want to give him some money to save there, but in the name of his mother."

"Oh yeah... Yaudah, I'm ready first, yes" he said.

Mas edra left, I replaced his activities to find sweat in the morning. For a few months withstanding such unstable emotions, my body and my heart were so tired.

"Hhh... At least, the same annoyance Mas edra has been slightly reduced. Although, there are still many regrets."

Author POV.

Edra prepared, and approached Maliq who was also neat wearing his favorite cocoa clothes.

"Gee... Dashing father's son, "praise edra to his eldest son.

"Yes, yeah. Maliq is a man, beautiful times." Maliq replied.

Edra grabbed him, and took him to the car, then set off with the kemakam.

"What's sick mother?"

"Mother, got leukemia. When Mom and Dad got married, Leukimia was a third stage."

"With treatment? I'm rich."

"Dad has taken him to seek treatment anywhere, from home and abroad. But, because you are tired, your Mother only continues her Camp, with care from Mother. And, finally Mother asked Dad to marry Mom."

"Yes... Maliq understands." he replied, with a nod of his head.

Maliq is not yet an adult, as he is only nine years old. What makes him ask is, curiosity towards the figure of Mother who is always present in his dreams. Only that, there may be more questions when He grows up.

Arriving at the funeral, Edra allows Maliq to walk first, clean his Mother's Tomb, and read Do'a, for him. And edra only paid attention to this sa'at.

"Dad... Maliq has done it."

"Do'a what Maliq was?"

"Do'a aja, so that Mother calm there. Maliq promised, Maliq will not be naughty here, will be a proud child, and become a guard for the Maliq brothers. As said, when Mother nggendong Maliq while nyiram taneman." he replied.

"Where else are we? To the parlor, or to the Mother Foundation."

"To the parlor,"

"okay... We walk." said Edra, driving his car.

On the way, Rubby calls Edra, and edra quickly picks up the phone, to avoid trouble.

"Yes, baby,"

"Mas... It's old,"

"Yes... This is going to the parlor first. By why? Any nitip?" ask edra.

"Engga... Overall, I haven't come home yet. Though it's already daritadi." he replied.

"Deket keselin, far away also dikeselin. What does my wife want?" edra, laughing to himself.

"Yes, just go home. What'd you like to drop? Rujak, or something else?"

"Engga... I want Mas to go home, don't be too late, yeah." Rubby's message.

"Yes.." edra hung up.

"Mother why?" ask Maliq.

"Papa NGO. Just why so long."

"Mothers... Now bummer, huh?"

"Engga, I don't bummer. It's a baby's grandpa. Let it go first, Maliq help entertain Mom representing Dad. Mother first, in the pregnancy Maliq, did not get attention from Dad, because he was busy taking care of Mother. In the second pregnancy, although affection is not lacking, but the birth time of Bram, the father can not nemenin because the father is abroad. And when I said Twins, Mother was still tortured because she had to have surgery. And now, you know, I was tormented, when I had to sprain Dad, even though he really missed."

"Owh, yeah, Dad. Maliq will be a comfort to me."

Pov Rubby's.

"Why else, By?" tegur Bik.

"Ngga knows, kesel kept laughing. Now, being left for too long feels like a sprain. I think people are dicuekin for weeks. In fact, By is always nyuekin Mas Edra'kan, why did it become By who swiped. Ah... It's wrong." I replied.

Bik thisah just laughed crisply at my strange behavior in pregnancy now.

"By is tormented, Bik continues. Poor man, but how?"

"Babies can only say patient. Later if you are born, you will be more loving to each other. Because I just felt like I had parted for a long time."

"Yes... It feels longing, but if again deket, pengyeranin. By durhaka, no?"

"That's because it wasn't by accident. But, when praying Pray for your husband, and when it is broken, ask ma'af equally edra."

"Yes." I answered, hugging Mas edra's clean clothes.

Is this miss? A longing that I cannot vent, even though He is before my eyes.

This is how it feels, if the heart, mind, and feelings contradict each other with desire. Like someone else is controlling me right now.

Tortured is certain, but I must accept the circumstances and consequences of what I have decided before. A different pregnancy than I had, when I felt like I hated my own husband.

"Sorry, my mother, for torturing you, though I am also tormented. Thanks, Mas. Already understand it, and accept sincerely this existence. Hopefully after this, our love and affection will grow, and there will never be any problems in the future. "