Mr. Amnesia's Wife
Always be on the act
"Tomorrow holidays, we'll find a ring, yuk?" take Tono, while washing the dishes they used to eat.
"Mas Tono won't buy anything else? Hp, or something else, is that it?"
"There is none, Nur. My focus from the past was you. Pay for all the services you give me. In fact, if you need to pay life." he replied casually.
Aida looked up and looked at him. "Aida doesn't need anything in return, Mas. Aida was sincere nolongin. Grandma also helped me."
"Yes how? I haven't even been a good husband to you. The easiest way, is my responsibility to meet all your needs. With Grandma, if there were any."
That's Tono's honesty. And Aida knows, Tono does like to be spontaneous with her speech and behavior. Aida pensively for a moment, then stepped in to hug Tono's body from behind. He even drowned his face on Tono's back. Not heard, but Tono himself knew his wife was sobbing there.
"Crying, Nur?" call out to her, and Aida nodded silently.
"Udah, don't cry. That's my responsibility as a husband."
"Yes, Mas. You've been a good husband. Just me... I am not yet a good wife to you." Inwardly Aida, in her sobs.
Tono just smiled while shaking his head. In fact, until the job was done, Aida did not also take off the hug from him. Tono remained silent, and enjoyed the warm embrace without reprimanding her. I don't know how long, but it was fun.
"Nur?"
"Hmm?"
"Without pegel?" tanya Tono, who finally spoke.
Aida raised her face. He glanced at the wall clock and counted the time that had passed. Surprised, for it had been an hour that she hugged her husband.
"Wuaduh," glared at him, then looked up his head at Tono who turned to him. Aida slowly pulled her hand and took it off. But, Tono held him there.
"Lepaas," whined Aida.
"It's like this,"
"Saucer,"
"So lengga?"
"Ngga realized it makes a smile, Nur."
"Ish, what the hell?" Aida forcibly took off the hug, and Tono looked at her pouting.
"Udah don't sulk. Yuk's way?"
"Ke?"
"That, Amrul's party. Tomorrow's a core event, so tonight's a special event. There are a lot of people. Mr. Nasir, Mr. Habib, Mang Usman."
"Yes, I'm coming." replied Tono.
Aida went to Nek Mis's room. He was looking for a batik shirt, again his former father. But, everything is still good and so neatly arranged there. Just stay put on perfume, to make it fresher.
"This, wear it." said Aida. Tono wore it, the neater and the more dashing it looked. If the couple of batik is still there, surely they will look more harmonious in the eyes of everyone who looks at it.
They're with the motor. Not too far from the house, and soon to arrive. Many greeted them with smiles, not infrequently welcoming them with strange babbles. What's more, with Aunt Rum whose grudge is becoming more and more.
"Come too." Aunty Rum comes to Aida and Tono.
"Why, then? Any issues?"
"Yes, you should still be mourning. Stamp it to the party. That too, no guilt at all? Huh, Tono?"
"What's wrong, Auntie?" ask Tono.
"If you're not moving, you're still alive, right? All people say that. You are not reliable."
"Tante, i....."
"Stop, Aunt Rum! Can't stop? I told Aida, stop taking care of Aida and the family. All this time no matter, why all of a sudden pretentious care. What's up?" look at Aida suspiciously.
Aunt Rum was starting to look anxious. Moreover, Aida's gaze was indeed sharp and so frightening this time around. His eyebrows go up and down, hoping for an answer to come out of his habitually spicy mouth.
" Why diem? Anything on?"