Love Sholeha
Sholeh's anger

" What did you say, Mom? I just don't know if Mom's sick. Don't tell me I don't care" Sholeha replied so sternly.

" you've been like this for almost forty days, I've said many times we talked about this matter, and you just kept avoiding it. Then we take care of our parents alone"

Sholeh did not even care about the tears Sholeha had been flowing since, her emotions were very uncontrollable.

Sholeha didn't think her husband could say that, "Gold, what are you talking about. I don't want to be like this either, give me time, I'm still sorry about getting married so soon, I can't take care of Mom, give me time "

Sholeh stiffened his jaw, "What do you say, sorry ?" sholeh said he did not accept.

Sholeha fell silent unaware of her words, she looked at her husband's face, her eyes were so sharp on him, a mist of anger was clearly enveloped, as she shrieked, trembling in fear.

" Tell me again, really I will grant your wish, to be free" Sholeh said so heavily, holding back the anger.

As if the strength of her legs were just gone, Sholeha slumped from her sitting at the feet of her husband, she knew her words were wrong, but that did not mean to end the marriage.

" I, sorry.... That's not what I mean, you don't say anything. Me, I don't ..." Sholeha's voice did not sound so clear, she had been weeping at her husband's feet.

Sholeh rubbed his face rough, he knew it was very scary for his wife, but his anger could no longer be suppressed. Finally he grabbed Sholeha's shoulder which continued to tremble, not until the heart saw her crying in front of him.

The face that had met, turned into a flood of tears, eager to hold her, but resentment could not leave her heart.

Sholeh sat his wife back on the edge of the bed, changing her who was sitting in front of Sholeha's lap. Sholeh rubbed his wife's hands together, the coldness of Sholeha's palms against his grasp. He's very scared.

" I'm sorry, I was wrong. Don't cry like this, "he said slowly.

Sholeha who was still sobbing could not answer anything, she was so scared and confused by this situation.

Sholeh took off his grasp, he went out before his wife, "I go home first. My mother was waiting for me" she said, she stepped on her feet.

" Dad...." Call Sholeha after her husband.

" Stay here, let me go home myself" said Sholeh, without turning to his wife.

He actually walked out of the room, tightly closing the door. His mind was so unreasonable, what else to see his wife like that, leaving him was an option so that he could think more calmly.

Since on the way home earlier, Sholeh was so impatient to reprimand his wife, because that is why he chose to go directly to his father-in-law's house. Accidentally, he met his father-in-law back home from the mosque.

" Loh tumben Le, are you leaving again ?" he said to the son-in-law.

Sholeh approached Sulaiman more closely, "Mother is sick sir, I have to go home" he said so calmly.

" Your wife isn't coming ?"

Sholeh just shut up, "Sholeha pie to, his mother is sick even not in the view, even busy cooking a lot at home. Let the Father be rebuked -,

" No sir, no papa" said Sholeh cutting off his father-in-law's speech.

" You're a freak, invited to Leh, I thought he was busy in the kitchen all day to go to his mother's place." Say again.

Sholeh looked confused as to what to say, "Let Sir, he's tired, just go there tomorrow" he said very slowly.

***

Sulaiman shook his head, seeing that Sholeh's car was passing so quickly, his daughter-in-law was indeed a little different this time. He continued his steps, his stomach was so hungry, impatient to say hello to his daughter's roasted chicken.

While at the dinner table, he was surprised to see everything was still very neat and clean. Sholeha is also not seen there, he thinks if Sholeh had time to eat, as told Sholeha earlier.

Feeling something strange, Sulaiman knocked on the door of his daughter's room, so the third call was not answered by Sholeha.

" Nduk, ndak be a special dinner with your husband, it's still intact, ndak papa if you run out ?" he said with joking.

" You eat first, Mas Sholeh will not eat here " replied Sholeha vaguely from inside his room.

Sulaiman was amazed, but this afternoon his daughter was very excited, so he did not want to be disturbed when cooking. But now he's shutting himself up.

Suspicion grew in Suliman's heart, trying to guess one possibility that had occurred between the child and his son-in-law.

He set aside his intention to eat, with his uneasiness Sulaiman sitting in front of an unlit television. I hope his daughter talks to him soon.

***

With her body curled up, Sholeha cried since her husband left. Really he did not know if his mother was sick, guilt back hit his heart. At least she did not mean to ignore her in-laws, her cries grew even more when she remembered her husband's angry face, disappointed to say something terrible to her.

Sholeha heard clearly the knock on her door, she just didn't feel good about having to show her face like this. When the Adhan is finished, Sholeha intended to take whudu water, she thought her father did not exist.

" Nduk, ?"

Sholeha was shocked, seeing her father come out of her room. " Father ?" lirih.

" We sat for a while "Sulaiman sat on the sofa first, he even had time to wait.

" A little while, "sulaiman said again.

Sholeha could no longer dodge, judging from the face of the father, surely he suspected something. Fear-fear he was sitting across the sofa, trying to calmly face him.

" I've reminded you, your husband must be uncomfortable with this situation. Think about her condition as well Sholeha, she is also very afraid of anything happening with her mother, just like you. It's enough, don't worry too much about me. You're fine"

Sholeha did not answer at all, but she herself realized her mistake. But his heart was so heavy that he left his own father. Sholeha cried again, why should there be a way like this in her life.

" Nduk, sooner or later you will go like your mother, don't be too pushy, I'm really okay. On the contrary, you should not lose your husband just because of this kind of problem, you can come to your house and your Mas at any time, remember Sholeha, there is still your Mas, there is still, he also cares about my father. Don't worry too much, focus on your husband, remember you're pregnant."

Sholeha cried again, she did not know if her mind was still so shallow, doing as she pleased without a correct decision.

" Be calm Nduk, you will not marry again, do not think I am lonely" said Sulaiman a little laugh, intended to comfort Sholeha.

Sholeha wiped away her tears, "Father, Sholeha is afraid. Sholeh was very angry"

***