Love Is Hurt (Wedding Polygamy)
Season 06's. Shaka's Little Wife 14.
"Lea."
"Eh, Mama." I greeted my mother-in-law with a big smile.
"How are you doing, son?" ask Mama.
"Lea is healthy, Ma," I replied.
"Shaka hasn't come home yet?" Mama looked at our luxurious house.
I'm shaking. It should have been Om Shaka back a few days ago because the agreement was only one Sunday. However, it has been almost past ten days that Om Shaka has not returned home. He didn't call me at all or just text me so I wouldn't worry or panic.
"Om Shaka still has business, Ma" I replied. "Who's mom here?" ask me to divert the conversation.
"alone. This is Mama bawain jengkol stew for you. This is Kak Nara's cooking," said Mama showing off the rice bushel she brought earlier.
"Gee, Lea's favorite food is really, Ma!" myrag. "Come, Ma. Coming in!" take me.
My mom and I went inside. My mother-in-law is kind and gentle. He's a little assertive when it comes to talking, but I like it. For me, these types of people fit perfectly into math teachers.
"Oh yeah, Mama wants to take you for a walk. Everyone wants Mama to be obrolin about you and Shaka" Mama smiled gently at me.
My forehead shrinks in wonder. What does your mom want to talk to me about?
"What are you talking about, Ma?" my many.
"You will know." My mom smiled when she saw me eating.
Because I know that two people love and care for each other. He would be afraid of losing someone he loves. Therefore, if Om Shaka really loves me as a wife. He wouldn't have cheated on me even though there might be a lot of women out there teasing him.
Because falling in love is something that cannot always be called by the word. Sometimes just glare at the eyes and gurgle at the chest. So, I just leave all this ice in his eyes, in the span of his hand, on the small talk that I hold so as not to pass quickly. I, have taken pains to curse the time to hold it with all the rumbling in my chest. Something I ended up concluding as a longing.
I sometimes curse my own stupidity that expects so much about our marriage. Though I realized that this marriage was only on paper and we would not be possible together. However, can I be honest if I don't want to lose Om Shaka? I don't want to part with him.
"Eat a lot, so that you are fertile and get pregnant quickly!"
I almost choked on hearing Mama's words. Never be pregnant, the first night never been. Om Shaka promised not to touch me during our marriage. Obviously I don't want to and don't want to, what if I get pregnant and then she asks for a divorce. He could lose me while he was lucky.
"Lea was a kid, Ma. Not worth having a child yet" I smiled shyly.
"Mama was married at the age of 18. A lot younger than you" said Mama, poking my nose. "Udah let's eat fast, afternoon rush!"
I eat fast as lightning. Poor mom waited too long. I am grateful to have in-laws who really accept me for who I am, although it can be said that I am not at all mature and understand the meaning of marriage.
Mom and I got in the car.
"Where is your relationship with Shaka, son?" ask Mama.
"That shaka has a girlfriend named Felly. He's a doctor at Sky's hospital. But, Mama never give thanks because of different beliefs. Did Shaka ever talk about Felly?" ask Mama.
I shook my head. Shaka never talked about Felly. It was like she was closing her relationship with that woman.
"Mama hope you're really happy. Actually Shaka is a kind and loving man. Although maybe he was a bit rude," said Mama.
This is not a feeling that needs to be doubted. This is just a matter of love also needs logic to be run. I have to balance myself with work, with everything I have to achieve. So that later not much to encourage his heart with words and sentences that are able to accompany to maintain what I have. I should want to have it whole. Not just a feeling that stops and releases me because of failure and tired of my steps. Especially a marriage that is not based on love in it.
"That's it, Ma. Leah will learn love with Om Shaka, Ma," I.
"Thank God, baby," said Mama.
I'm not sure if we can love each other. I just don't know how to fall in love. All this time I was too focused on studying and looking for the best grades to get into the university I wanted. When I almost achieved it all. Om Shaka even banned me from college and was unemployed for a year. Ah, I'd love to tear his face apart.
"Mama heard Shaka asked you to be unemployed for a year huh?" said Mama again.
"Yes that's it, Ma. The reason is because it can not be far from Leah. Though 'the distance between Jakarta and Pontianak is not far too much," I replied half annoyed. My old husband was really outrageous, just be aware later if the agreement letter is no longer valid, I will immediately register for flight school.
"That means Shaka loves you. He doesn't want you to be far away. Do not do anything you follow first, this could be an opportunity so you learn to be a good wife. Next year you both move to Jakarta," said Mama.
I'm nodding. Actually I disagree, being an unemployed person is boring. Om Shaka will definitely not allow me to work.
"Yes, Ma. Actually tired of unemployment like this," lamented me leaning on the shoulders of mama-in-law.
"The wife is supposed to serve the husband. For your education is not too late, just live it for a year, yes," advised Mama.
I'm nodding. Are me and Om Shaka still together next year? If only the big family knew that we had both made a deal regarding this marriage. They will surely be disappointed. Next year we will be parting ways, it could be said that this is a short marriage that ever existed.
"Son, if there's any problem in the household don't tell anyone else. You guys finished it well, huh?" order Mama again.
"Yes, Ma."
There was guilt tucked between the chest cavities when I saw my hopeful in-laws face for our marriage. I feel guilty for lying to my parents.
Our car arrived at the mall. Mom and I got out of the car.
"Come, son."
I briefly saw Om Shaka with Kak Felly who was walking in the mall area. I immediately took Mama to another place, I was afraid Mama saw Om Shaka and later could be found out that our marriage was only on top of work.
"Son, which bag do you want?" Weh, the sultan's wife must have bought an expensive item.
"No, Ma. Lea's bag is still good!" reject me smooth.