My Boss My Enemy
Guilt Armand

''My holy gantenge, added pinter.''

Asih squealed in excitement when she saw the liveliness of her granddaughter.

That afternoon, Renita contacted her parents via video call. He wanted to show Marvello's development to his mother.

''Don't shut up, Mom. I got dizzy seeing it. You saw it for yourself, didn't you? Where agile again, I'm overwhelmed, Mom, '' Renita complained with the effect. He pointed the camera behind him so that the mother could see her grandson freely.

''Heh, ndak can't do that, Ren, ''' Admonished Asih.

''Let it be, Vello is agile. The sign is, he is healthy. This mother's grandchild was an active child. You just keep an eye on him. Don't get him to dangerous places!'' Tucked a warning in the middle-aged woman's advice.

Renita just nodded. He returns to show his face.

''Mom, actually, I want to ngunjungin Mom in the village, ''' shoot Renita with her own eyes, But, I'm afraid for Mom to be ashamed. Mating period has not been a year, already have a child this big, '' he continued again.

She smiled gently at her daughter. ''After all, don't think about Mom as Father. If you want to come here, just come here. Originally, Vello had been strong in the long journey. Anyway, I don't want Mom's granddaughter to be exhausted. Especially until you get sick.''

''But, I am not strong to see the same Mother Father as the talk of the people there, sambar Renita, ''Almost, it is his wife Mr. De Salim. Gosipin people don't look like brothers. His son is not very good either. Because new karma knows the taste, '' he continued full of frustration.

''No, I can't do that, Ren. Good thing they're to us. They are still our brothers, Mr. De Salim is still your father's brother. Ndak can not swear people carelessly.'' Asih gave his daughter a warning.

''In the end, I sprained them, Mom. Mother child is the same, usually just envious to see the happiness of people, '' Renita murmured.

''Have done! Just talk about the others. Later if it continues even rumors fall. Then, what difference do we make with them?'' Asih immediately diverted the discussion so as not to spread too far.

''Yes-yes, Mom, '' Renita answered by singing her lips.

Unintentionally, Armand heard all the complaints of his wife, behind a wall not far from where his wife was. That guy, he just got home from work. He wanted to approach his son who was actively crawling here and there. Instantly, guilt permeated his heart.

Renita never said anything to him. All this time, he assumed, if his wife was okay. Because it looks like it. Apparently, behind her calm nature, Renita keeps her grief alone.

Armand cursed himself, How could he? He was insensitive to his wife's feelings. He should have realized, surely his wife missed her family in the village.

''Mas.''

Renita's call succeeds in jerking her daydream.

''Eh, Yes. What's up?'' Armand flirted himself.

''When did he arrive? Not to enter even bengong here.''

''Bustusan. Where are you going?'' armand asked, seeing his wife about to get out of the playroom.

''Go to the kitchen for a bit, grab a drink, Renita replied.

''Marvello, who is the same? If you stay, said Armand a little upset because Renita left her son alone.

''Come, Mas. I want to drink in the kitchen, not at the crossroads. At least a few minutes not up to an hour, '' upset the woman.

She thinks her husband is too happy.

''Well, you happen to be home. You take care of that kid. I want to take a shower.''

The woman, just passed her husband.

''Jeez, Ren. Not having a shower yet? Daritadi why are you?'' armand asked a little annoyed.

The man, glanced at the watch that was on his wrist. Turns out, it's been showing five o'clock over fifteen minutes.

Renita stopped her skeleton and turned around with a waistline. ''You think I was leha-leha, then, Mas? I was so hot from earlier. Marvello was no one to look after. Aunty is cooking for dinner later.''

Tiredness that afflicted him, making the mother of one child, easily ignited emotions.

He approached his wife and gently clasped her hand. ''Forgive me, '' said Armand.

Renita frowned confusedly. ''You're okay, aren't you, Mas?''

Renita felt her husband's forehead, probably hot.

''I'm good, why?'' ask Armand no less confused.

''You're weird.''

''Any?'' Armand raised his eyebrows.

''You're sorry, just for a little fight like this? Usually so too. And you never apologized, '' the cerocos.

''Not for that,'' replied Armand in his low tone.

''Then?'' Renita was increasingly clueless about her husband's attitude.

Without warning, Armand immediately pulled his wife's body into his arms. ''Forgive me for ignoring you too much. I am not aware of the sadness you feel. I'm sorry.''

''Wait.'' Renita broke her husband's embrace.

''Don't say, if you hear my conversation with mom.'' Renita squinted her eyes.

''I was unintentionally.''

Renita fell silent.

''I'm too busy. To the point of not thinking, if you also miss your family in the village, said Armand breaking the silence between them.

''Come, Mas. Don't think about it. I was also wrong, for not telling you.''

The couple, too late in the atmosphere of martyrdom that they created themselves. Ignoring the existence of the baby who is actively in there.

The two gasped when they heard a loud scream from where Marvello was.

''Vello, why?'' panic Renita.

The woman, undoing her intention to clean up, went back into the playroom.

Armand himself was no less panicked. He immediately followed his wife to see the state of his son.

''Oh my goodness, Vello!'' renita Pekik.

Kala saw her son slumped under the table with a red forehead. It seems that the baby was puffed up, slipping his own toy until it hit the table. There were a lot of colorful balls strewn around it.

''Cup-cup, Baby. The champ cannot cry.'' Renita tries to calm her hysterical child in her cradle.

As usual, Marvello always thrashed in his mother's arms, if hysterical like this. If this was the case, only Armand would be able to calm him down.

''Here, same Papa. Sorry Papa, honey. Asik dating Mama, you are forgotten until bumpol like this.'' Armand gently blew his son's reddened forehead.

''But yes, no need to talk too. If you're out dating, '' said Renita.

Heeding his wife's mouth. The man chose to gently rub his son's back. Until shortly afterwards, only a sobbing from the tiny mouth was heard.

''Pinter, Marvello is Papa's son, '' said Armand.

''Yes, Papa's son. If you are already upset who can nenatin only Papa. Mama is no longer needed the same adek, '' sewot Renita. Then out of the room, to continue with his delayed intention earlier, take a shower.

Armand chuckled at hearing that. ''Mama jealous.''