My husband, I Love You
Dad, Mommy! I'm back to you

The train station I was heading to was up, my heart pounding erratically between joy and shame and even fear for myself to return to my parents' home with a million painful breaks, she said, but where else do I have to foot on to hang out with my daughter.

"Darling, wake up, boy! Grandma's house is here, come on!" I whispered slowly to wake my daughter up.

My son's thin body squirms, opens his eyes and then smiles as if it's this cool heart, the row of his regular milk teeth dimples that are on his right and left cheeks, making him special among others..

I threw away the shame, the fear that I was suffering there was nowhere else to go except to return to my parents' house, even though my father obviously hated myself as an ungodly child, For almost four years I went without news and news.

To get to my parents' house, requires a trip by public transport that only takes approximately ten minutes.

"Assyn....!" I saw my father scrunching his forehead, then taking off the reading glasses that always accompanied him when reading, slowly dad folded his newspaper and placed it on the table beside him.

"Vaalaikumsalam, loh... Latitudinal.... My daughter's latitude, why are you so shabby, son?" My mother ran up to me and hugged me, our cries breaking for a moment into a blue day.

My guess missed! I thought I'd be kicked out because they didn't want to go back home.

When I was swept away in my mother's arms, I saw my father hugging my daughter Shasy in his arms.

Until my mother's embrace loosened and took me walking closer.

"Finally you come home also Lintang, this little girl my granddaughter? Then where's your husband?" Mom grabbed Shasy's little body, and took over to hold, asking questions, while my father was still silent in a thousand languages as if it was still difficult to recognize who I really was.

Mother's question is difficult to answer, my eyes hurt felt my throat hot choked without being able to take out a word.

"Near Lah, say something to dad!" Mother whispered words of encouragement to me, in my confidence mother would be very able to read my feelings.

I approached my father, and our eyes clashed with each other, and I found no hatred in his eyes, "Dad... Forgive Latitude well...!"

My body slumped to earth, I rested at the feet of the old man of my first love and I had neglected for so many years without any news and news at all.

The heavy old hand grabbed my shoulder, led me to slowly stand up and embrace my body, my tears became more and more that I wailed to mourn my mistakes all this time to those I had ignored but in fact they were still faithfully waiting and hoping for my return.

"Mom... Apparently our granddaughter is not eating enough to live in a gedongan house, tell Mak Sri to take a bath to let her fresh body!" Father stroked my daughter's head, then told me to sit next to her and look back at me full of question marks.

"Grandmother..this is grandma's house with grandpa huh? we want bobo here, can we? because Shasy's grandmother is angry, now Shasy is hungry!" Shasy's funny voice that I can still hear makes me both nervous and comforted by her innocence.

"Cross, you too! clean yourself up, then we continue to talk after you eat," said my father, who never changes he always gives comfort first before, giving questions to us his children.

The food has been prepared by Mak Sri, the person who has been helping my house since I was a child.

"Mama, can you eat fried chicken?" Saying my daughter back, made my father and mother look at each other and feel a little strange.

"Don't dad, shasy likes to eat fried chicken this food is enough dad," I hurriedly answered him.

"At Grandma's house, shasy can't eat chicken! Grandma says expensive chicken kids can't eat when it's good to eat, yes ma"! Again those words made me almost to snort choking, my eyes suddenly looked at me and looked for honesty there.

"Later granny masakin shasy fried chicken that much well... Now shasy eat first, today Aunt Ratih will come home from Jogja and will definitely be happy to see Shasy eat greedily, let it get fat," My mother's wit momentarily made the tense atmosphere become a little melted.

But my father's eyes could not be separated from my questionable gaze, I seemed to be chased by my father with many questions still stored, because for Shasy's sake so that he did not hear our conversation, which

this will lead to adult conflict.

"Grandma, if Shasy bobo is here! watch tv for me!" Shasy is still three years of four-year road, but the way of speaking and processing he is already clever. Until sometimes I myself was stunned by the questions he asked.

"Certainly donk, later can see also grandfather," my father's answer made him more excited my daughter.

But the eyes full of questions father again rained in his view.

Put Shasy's eyes in my lap, making me confident and snuggling to bring her into my room, which I used to occupy until now the location and the furniture did not shift in the slightest.

"Cross, come! I want to spend this afternoon sitting with you, with mom, before it's too late!" My heart thump began to spur quickly, did not rule out the possibility of the father of course will scrape stories about my marriage with mas Iwan.

"Where is your husband, how is he? After all these years that you left us, now coming home with only your daughter, isn't your husband worried about you?" The first question that of course slapped the recesses of my heart at once reminded me of a flashback about my journey during the household with mas Iwan and living one roof with my in-laws and sister-in-law.

"Dad will accept any story from you, Lintang! Tell me the truth! For your eyes can never keep a lie, even though you have been separated from your father for many years,"

"Mother...!" I am increasingly unable to hold back these tears, I drop this tired body into the lap of the mother who is always strong in all situations.

"Mas Iwan has dropped three talaqs, and currently has a new partner already pregnant, mother!" My words faltered with a stifled voice.

"Nothing will be burdensome for us to take you back to us, come home! This is where you should be!" I felt the soft elusan of father's hand caressing my head which I still buried into mother's lap.

"At any rate your daughter is my granddaughter, if there's an unnatural life out there and it interferes with her growth, it's better that she's here we won't have any trouble giving you a decent life."

"You have to start from zero again, latitude! It's a way of life who can guess, but you don't get discouraged." My mother gave a soothing smile to my heart, my guess had missed far I thought my father and mother would find it difficult to accept me back, it turns out they received me warmly and even gave me the spirit to never give up.

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To be continued 😉

greetings always 😘