
The figure of a handsome, big-looking man approached me.
"You're alone here, since when did Nehan let you out without him?"
Since she has another womanβof course I say it in my heart only.
"With busy him, Mas Juna also come here alone, when to find a partner, remember the age, keburu karatan lo."
"Hahaha.., you can. Mbok if you see me do not while glaring so," Mas Juna turned his attention to Mbok Nah. When I came to see it was true, Mbok Nah's attitude made me laugh. He stood with his legs slightly open and his hands folded on his chest, his eyes also glaring at the probing marks, already like a body guard only his manner.
"I just do not want if there are men want to be brazen with Ndoro Putri."
"Hahaha.your housekeeper is very funny Rum, I am his friend Nehan Mbok, who a few days ago came to the house, Mbok who brought me coffee milk."
Tense face Mbok Nah loosened, "nah.so dong, it's more beautiful."
"Despite that aden do not think have any intention of sorts yes.that his eyes are the same as mine, if you see Ndoro Putri his eyes are glowing, there are stars."
I'm ashamed to hear my own brother say this one, "Mbok, don't be so, ndak pantes, I'm ashamed, if anyone we know hears can misunderstand."
"That's exactly mbok," said Mas Juna chimed in.
"Where is Jun? it's true that if you like my son-in-law or really someone else can misunderstand."
"Well, you're here too?" how surprised I was when suddenly my father joined in our conversation.
"Sir..," Mas Juna said, "right, if there will be a misunderstanding sir."
I also did the same greeting by kissing the back of your hand.
"I told you not to go with__"
"Well, if this one is easy to misunderstand," whispered the father as the mother approached. It turns out that mom is here too.
"Loooo...are you meeting here?"
Mother's eyes look at me suspiciously, right said the father that this one his mind must have been traveling everywhere. Fortunately there is Mbok Nah who makes my situation safe from slander.
"No Ma'am, I just happened to see Rumi was looking through the same book as the mbok, so I approached."
"Tumben Nehan ndak ngekori you Rum, does he now prefer to wait for the fertile rice fields yes, rather than follow the paddy fields are dry and not produce?"
Mother please, here is Mas Han's friend, do not bring up unnecessary gossip.
"Loh, is Nehan now investing in buying a rice field?"
"Yes, sakedhok rice fields [a term for some Javanese to describe the core of a woman's body]," said the mother while moving her palms in a tapered shape.
"Mother, what the fuck are you!" said mr. upset.
I better resign, if I continue here, you can talk more and more. I don't want something that should be kept tight until it's known to others.
But it seemed that Mas Juna did not let what he heard pass him by, "what does Nehan's mother mean to have another woman?" I don't know who Mas Juna's question is addressed to, but I have no intention to answer, even my feet want to get out of this place immediately.
Mbok Nah may know my discomfort, "Ndoro princess, I want to find a book that has a lot of pictures."
"Oh.ha, yes, come on Mbok, father, mother, Mas Juna I want to go around again looking for a book that is suitable for Mbok Nah."
"Yes Rum, it's there! Well.keep it Rumi," you gave me a smile that meant a million loves for me.
I nodded my head as a sign of goodbye, "ayo mbok."
"Rumi, I'm coming, '" cried Mas Juna to make me misbehave.
"Oh mbok, let's go fast," mbok well walk quickly ahead of me.
"Roman..." Mas Juna blocked and pulled my hand until my body turned to face him, "what does it mean that mom talks like that?"
"Just ask mom what she means she's talking like that, don't ask me," I looked at the dislike of my hand that Mas Juna still held, "let go of my hand, I'm a married woman."
Instead of taking my hand off, Mas Arjuna pulled me away from the crowd. At first glance I could see the father and mother looking at us with dumbfounded expressions.
"Den, mas, father, uh.please let go of Ndoro Putri, it is not good to see that married women are attracted to men who are not her husband," Mbok Nah ran small following us, to the point that she had to lift her skirt slightly up.
"Mas, sick...!" she just stopped when I screamed because my wrists were starting to get hot.
Mas Arjuna sat me down in a cafe located in one part of the bookstore. My surroundings were silent, Mas Juna looked at me with a gaze as sharp as an indignation.
"Tell me!"
"What do I do, so that my problems get more complicated?"
"The son of a bitch promised to love you and treat you well, Rumi."
"He. treated me well," certainly before the presence of Sekar.
"Your voice doesn't convince me."
"Don't do anything, I don't want that time to happen again, I don't want either of you to get hurt."
"I'm deliberately moving away from your lives, you know that, Rum."
"I want you to be happy, and I don't want to be a pest."
"You don't really stay away, you're always around our lives, it makes me sad, even now you're still alone."
"That's because I'm sure that son of a bitch is gonna hurt you someday."
"I'll make a calculation with Rum."
"I would never let you go if I knew he would hurt you."
"But I love him mas.mas knows it. After all, all the problems in our household, I'm the cause."
Mas Juna was silent, his stiff body was holding back anger so now it loosened, his hand was opened. But his eyes were sending sadness.
"I'm the wrong one, don't do anything, I'll bear all my own grief. All of my troubles will be considered as the result I must reap for sowing the wrong seeds."
"I have to go, I'm a married woman, it's no good for me to talk to you here. Moreover, the old man Mas Nehan saw us pull each other. Don't add to the problems that have been complicated to me."
"Live well, forget me, forget our closeness, find a woman who understands you and marry her. I have to go home."
There is much we do not know about the end of each phase of life. When I accepted Mas Han to be my husband, I was sure it was one of the painful endings of an Arjuna's life.
Now that I feel like one phase of my life is coming to an end, she must have thought that a new beginning would come for her, and I didn't want to give her the slightest chance to even think about it.
"Rum," just a few steps I took, I heard Mas Juna's voice call me back, but I didn't want to give him a chance to have more hope, "look for me if you need help," I continued walking without looking back.
"Still looking for Mbok's book," I asked Mbok Nah while continuing to walk.
"No princess Ndoro, we just go home, my heart is excited to hear the words of her friend Ndoro Kakung earlier, it turns out that Ndoro Putri was once a campus flower anyway."
"Already ah mbok, come on, pity Mr. Dul too long waiting."
As long as I'm in the car, my prayers are only one, I hope my mother-in-law doesn't prolong the problem at the bookstore. I don't want any more problems in my home life.
The silence in the car split as the ringtone of my phone rang. I saw the contact's name, mother in the call.
"Hello assalamualaikum ma'am."
Rum said Nehan you're pregnant now. Oh Allah son.mom was very happy to hear it, to the point of letting out these tears mother. Mother cried from earlier so happy.
Mas Nehan's...! how can I lie to my mother, but I also do not want to ruin the happiness of the mother who gave birth and raised me. You are a man without a conscience...
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Patience Rum...
Happy new year gaess.make this new year moment as a moment of reflection of your life in the last year.
May your life in the years ahead be always better.
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