My husband, I Love You
Morning Guest Day
Shasy's shout broke our conversation, my little daughter ran up to us, said her greetings and last swerved asking her pampered sling to her grandfather.
His cry suddenly broke again making us look at each other do not understand, "great granddaughter why go home from school immediately crying, why?"
"Look.... Shasy's friend said that Shasy's father remarried, and threw away Mama's shash, "the crying became more and more unpleasant and certainly surprised us. Why would a child of Shasy's age be able to make such an absurd story.
"Who said cah ayu? Shasy now lives with grandfather, grandma there is also a mother, okay. tomorrow grandfather says to the teacher that Papa Shasy is in another city is working, yes! Already now eat the same mbak Tutik in the back house!' dad stroked Shasy's curls, carried her and brought her into the house, while I was busy seeding Shasy's words with tears that hurt my heart.
"Propay ya! Make this all a whip and take your life more carefully to move forward, a little boy of Shasy's age won't know what his parents did all this time, she just wanted to see her parents by her side every time she wanted," she offered me a drink.
"Thank you, ma'am," I grabbed the glass and slowly finished it.
"Stars, slowly Shasy must know too, I'm sure she's a smart girl at her age. Hatred can grow the longer you hide the truth,"
This is what I fear has happened, the problems of parents of children who will be victims.
"You must be extra patient Latitude, just slowly I'm sure you can," I felt the mouthful of the mother's hand that was always the first ingredient to get the coolness of my soul that was struggling by the circumstances.
One problem has not been solved, now another problem grows. I carried Shasy's body asleep in front of the TV while watching her favorite cartoon and I hugged and then I put it on our bed.
My tears just escaped, why is this pain my daughter has to endure too!
My tears carried me into the night, through the morning still blind.
I press the on button on my phone, not long heard WA notification scrambling in to get my attention to be the first I open and read.
The same number of someone who claimed to be named Satya, again disturbed my curiosity.
"The days have just begun with so much positive energy, may we enjoy today. Good morning Miss Lintang!"
I turned back my memory, first a parcel with a strange name, then this number for the second time he sent a short WhatsApp message.
Between worry and curiosity blending into one, to answer the message and not to be impressed tacky, I answered carefully.
"I'm sorry! You who? looks like we don't know each other, you didn't answer my question yesterday!"
"Maybe one day I will order clothes, and I hope for the pattern and type of fabric, Ms. Lintang Sudi would choose for me," Satya's answer is not clear who she really is.
"Oh well Mas Satya later I will give a recommendation of a place with a variety of pattern options for you,"
Huff... Relieved after the message I answered, although impressed to make a false answer, but the logic is I did teach SMK students to major in fashion and practice in my place. Of course, it will be very easy to find and get the fabric as desired by the customer.
The morning rush is normal, and of course we are shoulder to shoulder, father helps mother to prepare the cuisine in the cafeteria, Mak Sri will come all shopping from the market to buy necessities every day, while I with Shasy have busy tidying up in the house, Shasy from an early age has been used to bathe myself although always in the eye, because the age of 3 years is clearly not yet a detail to clean itself.
"Maa... Today's just a grandfather who intersects Shasy school, let Shasy's friends know, if I also have a strong and great grandfather, he he he," the laughter of my daughter who just woke up in the style of her favorite Naruto anime cartoon, made me shake my head and follow her laughter.
Then hugging me tightly while kissing and asking the cradle to go to the front door of the yard, wave his hand with a dim smile funny pipit more add enthusiasm for me to rise from the slump all this time.
"Thank you dad, be careful on the road,". I stretched out my hand to look for the back of the hand that had begun to wrinkle, I grabbed and kissed.
My father was a fighter for my life, also a savior and an encouragement for my son against the little ripples in front of him.
With Shasy still very young to understand this theatrical life, three years old who should not feel the bitterness of his parents' stories.
"Magi mbak" several of my employees arrived one by one, and parked their bikes behind the canteen.
"Good morning mbak, duh look as soon as this ish more beautiful, mbak," they chattered to each other, making their own happiness.
I was preparing to close the front fence, but suddenly a black car stopped right in front of the house. But I am ordinary because, sometimes in front of our house is used car parking for guests, who will do activities or needs in the village in my place.
I walked in without suspicion or wanting to know who was in the car. I just go straight into the office and start a routine.
"This is emmm's son... Doctor brother, Rudi?" Mother's voice forced me to stop my steps, which had originally rushed towards where I was working.
"Sir Dian?' my forehead is torn between believing and hard to accept the truth.
"Lintang, this is a guest, let's sit down for Dian!" My mother let Dr. Dian sit on the back porch of the cafeteria.
Of course I returned the smile of Doctor Dian whom he addressed to me, a very admirable face with the charisma and patience he once gave me.
"Loh doctor Dian, the morning tumben has arrived here, which deck Rudi? Not coming down!" I asked as I stared from far away at Dian's doctor's car across the street.
"Rudi, yesterday has returned to Jogja, Miss Latang. Isn't Ratih's deck not home yet? how could Rudi return to his town if his lover was in another town" Doctor Dian's pleasantries answered my questions until our laughter broke out together
"After the doc I made a drink first, want any coffee tea!" While standing I offer treats like a guest.
"No need to bother Miss Latitude! Coincidentally I just had tea," answered the doctor Dian while correcting his seat.
But I did not step back to the mother's canteen in front
Not long after, I brought two cups of sweet tea with one plate of fried bananas as a tea companion.
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To be continued 😉
The doctor is still early in the morning too! Yo wes we continue again bestie, do not forget the spirit, like comments and the anus well 🤭
Greetings Dear Always by RR 😘