Marry Bening
Should Be With Him?

"Honey, who is he?" erina's question cut off all the guesswork that kept troubling my mind.

"He's..."

"Related. His wife Mas Aslam." Bening smiled as he extended his hand. My heart trembled as she recognized herself as my wife. My heart ached when I saw the pain in her eyes despite the smile on her lips.

What kind of husband am I who even introduced herself strictly, I was even doubtful.

"Oh, sorry, I thought you were a maid here," scorned Erina who did not want to return Bening's hand.

"Haha gakpapa, I am indeed a maid..." He pulled his hand back awkwardly. Really, I feel bad like this. "Helper needs a husband" he continued with a crisp laugh.

What the fuck, Yank? Why do you also hold? Look at that shitty Frendian and see you!

Threaten the annoyance I can do right now.

Erina lost badly and then misbehaved. "Hi, i..."

"Mister Erina, right?"

"Yes. And I am the lover and fiance of Aslam. And I think you also know and understand if you got married because you had to, right?" Erina reviewed a mocking smile with pride.

"Good, meet you." Clear smile.

I really want to refute all the drama that is happening right now. I'm angry, but why let this drama continue?

***

"Anterin Byan to mommy's house, pih..." Byan continued to sulk when he came to the store to meet Bening who at the latest time did not produce results.

"Byan, you were horrified, right what Aunt Yuni said? Brother Bening is still sick, so he can't be seen yet" Rudy explained.

"Yes.mayok.kita look mami there, Pih..to his house..." Byan tugged at Rudy's hand which was crouched to match his height.

Rudy was still flinching. The boy was stubborn. Maybe the term fruit does not fall from the tree he can feel at this time. He wanted to be angry, but he promised himself not to be too hard on his son.

"Byan, we'll go to the house of his brother Beningnya later..." Persuade Rudy.

"Wouldn't! I'm going to see mommy!"

"BYAN! Why are you so hard to tell? If papi says later, YES LATER! You know what?" rudy's voice was rising

with his arrest, he began to lose his patience.

Byan cried in fear as the papa began to encourage him. Yuni who heard the clattering as well as the crying immediately came out from inside the shop. The father and son were still on the porch of the store after a while ago talking about Bening.

"What is this, Mom? You know, what, handsome boy why cry?" Yuni curious. Byan scatters hugging and hiding behind Yuni.

Rudy felt wrong behavior because he was caught yelling at Byan. The image of a man is also a good father seems to have to be released through the mask that has been a shield himself so far in order to approach the woman who has become his best friend's wife.

Starting from his first meeting when the impromptu wedding party was done, Rudy really fell in love with the girl who was juxtaposed with Aslam.

The young girl wearing the bride's kebaya walked slowly towards the man who had legitimately become her husband.

The bride is beautiful...

I don't know what Rudy felt at the time. Until when Aslam came to his club and he offered to ask his wife if Aslam could not make her happy in bed.

What an irrational thought. But to him what he said was from the bottom of his heart.

Until he found out that his only son had run away and that Bening - the wife of his best friend - had been looking after him for almost a week. How happy he was when he saw the beautiful scenery he never found after his beloved wife left him and the son he was born. The scene that made his heart tremble when he saw the interaction between Byan and Bening at that time.

The mami call expressed by Byan, made himself excited. The spirit to take heart as well as seize the wife of his close friend...

"Mas, why is this Nak Byan ampe nangis gini?" Yuni breaks Rudy's daydream.

Rudy blinked, "Oh, gakpapa, Yun."

"Really?" Yuni felt strange.

"Yes. Byan here. Let's go home," take Rudy.

Byan further tightened his grip on the end of the store uniform that Yuni was wearing. Her tiny body sank from hiding behind Yuni's back as her shield.

Yuni turned around, she then crouched down to match her height.

"Baby, shhhhhhh..do not cry again, yes..." Wiped the tears of Byan with his hands. "Bapi Byan was unintentionally angry, really. Yeah, right, Pi?" Code Rudy with a blink.

"D-yes."

"Tuh, listen, right? Papi was unintentionally. Byan's dad's sorry..." Byan nodded, making Yuni smile at the little boy. "Well, right now, Byan's also apologizing. Byan also can not make papi sprain again, according to what papi said."

"Yes, Mother of the Union." Wiping her tears.

"Bapi, sorry Byan, yes..." Approaching Rudy, tugging at his palm.

"Yes, sorry papi too," hugged Byan.

Rudy also said goodbye to Yuni after the drama they did in front of the store earlier.

"Mas Rudy," Yuni's call stopped his steps, Rudy turned around.

"Mas, we risk as parents facing the stubbornness of our children. From the beginning where the child is created, then we as parents who crave it must accept it with the airy and wholehearted. When in the first second our child is born in the world, then in that second, we only have to pour out all the love and affection and prayer that is best for our child. Have to be patient, Mom. Ojo ndesu-ndesu to talk to his son. Sorry if I talk too fast."

Rudy was stunned for a moment. Said Yuni reminded of the figure of someone who had once stopped in his life. A person with a flash of shadow was stroking his distended stomach.

'Pi, Papi.do not frown like donk..later his son saw, you know...'

'Pi, Papi.later if our child is born, he must be a strong and handsome child like Papi...'

'May you be born safe and sound, son. Our prayers are with you. In the first second you know you are growing in your mother's womb, your mother is constantly praying for you...'

Rudy tightened his grip, leading Byan to leave immediately after he left for Yuni. Rudy blinked, trying to cover up the tightness that was rolling in his chest at this moment.

***

Pen me tab bok his face! Original!

Until mbok Narti came to interrupt the gripping atmosphere between us. Tell them if dinner is ready.

We came to invite us to eat. Apparently he gave instructions to mbok Narti to prepare more dinner for the uninvited guest. It was only fitting that he chose to leave after his introduction to Erina.

"The food is ready. You must be hungry. We'd better have dinner together. Yeah, right, Mas?" Bening looked carefree, I just nodded in response to his words.

He walked first leading us. Erina and Frendian who had not said anything else since, had apparently chosen to follow us.

Why don't you go home, anyway?

This dinner together really makes me not have a taste for food. My wife who usually talks a lot when eating, is now like a stranger who follows eating together. Fortunately, she still treated me as her husband, served me by picking up dinner plates and filling them with side dishes as usual. However, her movements lost quickly because Erina had already given me a plate of food.

Slowly Bening undoes his intention to give me a portion of my meal. He dropped the plate of food in front of him. Let him eat. However, apparently Frendian as in the wind, he took a plate of food that was clearly prepared for me.

"Thank you." With an annoying attitude, Frendian ate voraciously as if without sin. Unfortunately again, he seemed to be deliberately sitting next to my wife.

"Eating, Hon." Erina ruled as if without sin anyway.

I clenched my hands. How insolent, who are you to give me orders at will?

I lowered my head, looking at the portion of food Erina gave me. His habits are still the same, he always chooses foods that he likes without caring what I want, I like and how much food intake according to my needs.

In the past, I've always felt good that Erina was being nice because I thought of her as being considerate of me. But, now...

Oh come on, Rin. I am not a model like you who should eat in order to maintain your ideal body and weight!

Without saying much, I ate the food in front of me because my wife allowed me to eat it through the language of her eyes and gaze. I saw him eating in silence.

The food I eat feels good. Obviously, this is my wife's cooking. Yeah, I know what it's like even though we've only been married for two months. But, this much cooking, what about his hands?

His hands, do they feel better?

If it wasn't because he shook his head and said he was fine, I would have fed him right now.

Again, even in silence and not talking or asking, Bening always knows what is on my mind.

The first mouthful that made me doubtful and tasteless at first, now it made me even more and more to put mouth after mouth into my mouth voraciously. In fact, I was so excited to add to my meal. Until when my hand raised about to ask Bening to take the rice again, stopped.

"Hon, you want fat? Look at your body. You are like a potbellied om om. Surely you often eat a lot of kayak gini and do not control well?" Erina patted my hand and took the empty plate that Bening was about to take.

Om a distended stomach? I look at my own stomach.

Over where? Where's the pot? Isn't this just my checkered stomach?

I saw Bening holding back his laughter. Oh, honey is this funny?

At least I'm happy to see him laughing even though he's stuck. If indeed the humiliating thing thrown at me makes you happy, then I am sincere.

"The food is delicious." Frendian put down his spoon and drank the water in his glass.

"Is this all you're cooking?" Dabbing his lips with a tissue then leaning slightly to stare at Bening with an intense attitude.

"Huh? Ah, yeah..."

"That's doang?" Frendian chuckles.

"What to do? You better go home when you're full." I put down my spoon, chased them away blatantly.

"You cook this much, are your hands all right?" Frendian didn't heed my words. "Oh yeah, has your medicine been taken? I put the medicine on the nurse at the cashier. You run away, the medicine is paid."

DEG!

Shitt! So it was Frendian who paid the drug bill?

"Oh, so who paid first? How many accounts? I'll change it now!" Feel not accepted.

"No need, Lam. No problem," reject Frendian.

"Gue was happy to be mistaken for the husband of this sweet girl." flickering a flirtatious eye on my wife.

"And elo know, there were mothers who fiddled if we were a match and would be a matching couple," the story was proud to be cheered on by his laughter so cheerful.

I clenched my hands, wanted to put my fists in that damn mouth!

Bening held my hand. My words may have been outrageous, but seeing the dark expression of Frendian's words made Bening calm me down. Erina who saw Bening's hand touch my palm, felt hot. He courageously took his hand off my hand.

"Honey, aren't I here? We better talk about our wedding that was delayed, right?" Erina stroked my palm.

If it used to be touched like this would make me lose my mind and then lead us to the enjoyment of the seventh heaven. But not this time!

"You'd better go home" I said avoiding the damned elusan. Expel them once more.

"Why? Isn't Erina going to stay here?" Frendian.

"Couldn't you, if Erina stayed here for a while?" staring at the door, asking permission.

Set Tan! What mode do you plan, Yan?

"Until when, in the meantime?" tanya Bening looked at Frendian with her head tilted, looking adorable if viewed that way.

"Until..." Look, Frendian just got it wrong. Oh, honey why do you have to be that blanket in front of another man?!

"Honey. Why are you even asking?" withstanding my rage.

"Gakpa. Rame aja if later in the house of many people," he replied cheerfully.

I stared fixedly at Bening's face, though,

"Darling, should I be with him?"

TB