Marrying the Widow of the Neighbor
Pain but Not Bloodless

The dark sky without stars, the occasional gust of strong wind through made the windows of my room that I deliberately opened wide, so move around on my own. It's already one in the morning, but my eyes don't want to be closed yet. Though this body is already very tired, what else is my heart.

The disgusting sight earlier this afternoon came up again, presenting a nauseous feeling in the stomach. I did not expect at all, if the woman who had been entrusted with heart and loyalty, turned out to have betrayed me. What wrong? Why would he betray me? Arghhhhh!!

Both of my eyes were hot again, slowly tears flowed from both corners of these eyes. Weak... Whatever!! I could no longer bear the pain in my chest, after so many hours I refrained from crying. Fuck**!! I think choosing a wife from the lower middle economy will guarantee my household without betrayal. Even if there is a dispute or a quarrel, at least not because of a third person. I reflect on the relationship of the late father and mother, even though the two very often differ in opinion, even once the time until the battle that must be separated by the RT sir, he said, but the love of both never turned away until separated by death. Love to death... And that's what I want in my household.

When it comes to temptation, maybe I'm the one who has had more temptation so far. I don't know how many women who sincerely offer themselves to be a second wife, but I'm not one to ignore. For me, Rania is a true love that I will carry to death. Although until now Rania has not been pregnant, even though it has never been cleared in my brain to wish what else replaced her position. But why is he the one who wants me? What are my shortcomings as a husband?

Since marrying Rania, I have not only been the backbone of our little family. I have also become the backbone of his extended family. Every month I do not forget to transfer some money to his mother and two younger siblings, including also finance the school of his two younger siblings. Ten million is a regular monthly fee that I have to spend on Rania's mother and two sisters, Ten million on Rania's needs and our household and on mother and Zidan's, only five million. My salary is only two million for my daily operating expenses. It also often has to be used to buy finished food or eat at restaurants because my beautiful wife did not have time to cook. Fortunately, Rania did not know that two years ago there was a new policy in the company about performance benefits. During these two years, I managed to save my performance allowance which was quite decent. The plan is that the savings will be used to take Rania out of the country to celebrate our sixth anniversary, in a few months. But honey... There will be no anniversary worth celebrating from this year.

"A'udzubillaahiminatuitoir...."

Hmmmmmh... The soothing chant of the Qur'an is heard again. The melodious voice of a woman chanting it on a dark night as dark as my heart, instead making the tightness in the chest slowly decrease little by little and make my chest cavity expand to drain the oxygen that is very much throughout the body. I poured out this tired body, while I wiped my wet face from crying earlier. The sense of instantaneous relaxation makes this body feel very weak, such as being hit by an anesthetic injection that will slowly make us unconscious.

*

"You're so reckless, Dit!! Sleep but don't close the window!! Good thing I didn't get in!!"

Holy jeez!! I forgot to close the window before I fell asleep last night. This is because of the Quran I heard last night. I forgot to calm down and relax.

"Sorry, Mum... Adit overslept last night," I said while grinning and scratching my head, but it did not feel itchy at all.

"Why mother?"

I asked because I saw the activity I was doing. He was mopping a puddle of water in the kitchen with a buluk negligee while sitting down, then squeezing the cloth over the basin.

"Holy photos!!"

I snorted at the original answer coming out of my mother's mouth, her mouth comatose as if she were reciting a spell... Wasn't... Mom's not a shaman... He was grumbling in annoyance.

"It rained last night, Mom?" Ask again.

"Yes!!"

"Don't I send you the money to replace the leaky kitchen zinc a few months ago?"

Mom stopped her activity for a bit, then glanced at me.

"Are you drunk or drunk anyway, Dit? Wherever you send money to actually zinc. Ngaco!!"

Holy jeez!! This must be Rania's job again!! I asked him to send five million dollars through his M-Banking. That day my M-Banking was in trouble and I was in a hurry to take a service trip out of town. Coincidentally the cash in hand was five million, so I gave it to Rania, while the money in the account was sent to my mother.

But at the time I saw for myself he was packing his cell phone, sending money to mom via M-Banking. If he didn't send it to Mom, then who did he send the money to that day? What's with his mother? Aghh!! The mafia is my wife.

"Yes, Mom!! Let it be replaced today. I went to Mas Tikno's house first, hopefully he hasn't left yet."

I immediately got up from my seat, then took a sip of the coffee that my mother had prepared.

"The money's there, Dit?"

Mother's tone of voice is very slow, as if afraid that the child's money will run out if used to fix the kitchen zinc.

"There!! Just calm down!! Are we tidying up the kitchen, Mom? We spread it all the way to the end, then make a dishwasher over here, as well as a stovetop. So...."

"Right, Dit!! Huh!! Just fix the kitchen!! You're this!! Having that money is used for the important thing!! Don't be wasteful!!" Mom didn't seem happy to hear I was going to fix the kitchen and make the dishwasher and stovetop. During this time the mother washes dishes in the bathroom, while sitting. If you need water, you need to go back to the bathroom first. Mother's two-stove gas stove was only placed on a table made of wood. That's also a neighbor's former sales desk that was slightly repaired. Hmmmhhh!! It turned out that I had been indifferent to my own parents for too long, instead busy working and supporting the families of others.

"Mother just relax! Adit's money is there!! Pokonya, Adit wants to rehab the kitchen to be more spacious and neat! Don't worry, yeah."

Mother was silent while looking at me for a long time, both of her old eyes seemed to well up, May it be tears of happiness, not sorrow.

*

A week has passed, the kitchen improvement of the mother's house is finally finished as well. From earlier I stood on the doorstep between the kitchen and the living room to watch the mother who was arranging her new kitchen while humming, the smile on her face was very wide and sweet. Aghhh!! As it turns out, happy parents are much easier than happy wives do not know themselves.

I've been in the village for two weeks, but not once did the woman with the title of my wife contact me. He doesn't seem to care if I'm going home or not. Or indeed he had forgotten me because his love was combined with his affair. Arghhh!! The pain slipped in again, making my chest ache.

Trings.

The notification tone of the whattsapp message from my phone rang, I grabbed my phone from the pocket of the shorts I was wearing, then turned on and shifted the screen slowly. My smile turned cynically to the name of the sender of the whattsapp message on the screen.

[Mas!! Why has the monthly money of Mother and sisters not been sent as well?! What the hell are you?!]

After two weeks passed, he had only contacted me this once, not to ask where I was currently? But to ask for money! Money, money and money are all he knows!!

[Where are you?]

I replied to the message, even though I didn't want to know about it. I already know where he is right now.

[I have a city out of town suddenly!! We just got home next week!]

Lying again!! Keep lying!! Cheap female basis**!

[Mas!! Don't forget to send money to Mom!! Money for me too!! Remember, I am still your responsibility!!]

Responsibility said... Hmm!! Know what he knows about responsibility?

[Have you ever carried out your responsibilities?!]

Undeliverable... Readable. I'm sure his chest is already tight as soon as he reads a reply from me... Whatever!! I don't give a shit!

Ting

The notification tone of the incoming message reads again, I slide the phone screen to read the reply from Rania.

"PLEASE!! HELP!!"

I was shocked, immediately turned around and fell silent for a moment to ascertain if what I heard just now was true.

"Daughter!! That's the Princess's voice, Dit!!"

Suddenly, my mother walked quickly through my body to the door of the house, and I stepped quickly behind her.

Bugh!! "Abs!!" Prasggs!!

Zidan who suddenly came out of his room crashed into my body. My body was thrown into the television, while Zidan was thrown backwards and hit the door of his room.

"Astaghfirullah!! You guys are nothing at all?!"

Mother stopped her steps right in the doorway that had been opened wide. He glared at me and the twenty-one-inch television that had been lying face down on the floor in turn. While I rubbed the rough arm that hurt from nudging the hard television owned by the mother who seemed to have become a carcass, Zidan stood in the doorway of his room grimacing and rubbing his head which hit the door.

"Mommy's TV broke because of you!! Arggghhh!! You're this...."

"HELP!! HUHUUHUU!! HELP SAYAAA!!

The words of the mother stopped, she immediately turned around and continued her big and fast steps out of the house. Zidan and I followed my mother in the same way, toward the origin of the voice of someone who had shouted for help.