Not the Perfect Wife
313. S2 - I'm going for a while
"Tante, I'm sorry for not being able to forgive papa back then. I'm really sorry. I only remember what happened during my stay in the village. I assume all of that is because of papa. Really, I'm sorry," said Laily.
"No need to apologize. I know how you feel. You just pray for your papa to be accepted by God's side" said Merry.
"Of course, Auntie. That's all I can do now."
Laily was happy to be able to tell what he had been holding back from yesterday. Even though he can't talk to his dad directly, it's fine. The girl can apologize by praying for her papa. Merry looked at the clock on his wrist. He should leave soon, his plane will be leaving.
They shake hands and give advice. Merry, Khairi, and Afrin leave the apartment for the airport. The streets are quite stretchy, making it easier for them to get to their destination quickly.
Once they reach the airport, they immediately get off. Khairi brought her mother's suitcase. There was a voice call for the plane to depart with the destination Merry was going to. The woman leaves immediately.
Tears accompanied their separation. Afrin was still not willing to let go of her in-laws, but she could do nothing.
"Yes, Mama's gone first. Later if you have a baby, you will definitely come to visit your grandchild" said Merry, who is owned by Afrin.
Merry finally left. Khairi hugged the wife from the side while rubbing her shoulders, in order to give peace to Afrin. After Mama Merry left, the two decided to go home.
*****
While in the apartment Laily leaned on his mother's shoulders, thinking about his past and present life. Life is poor and rich, it makes no difference. Problems will still come. It all depends on the human person to react to it.
"Mom, I didn't say anything wrong, did I?" laily asked her mother when her guest was gone.
"No, what you say is correct" said Bu Nur.
"But, Mum. I feel like I've hurt her so much."
Nur also did not know what he said it had hurt Merry or not. He certainly had no such intention. She also wants to make peace with the past.
"No, it's just your feeling. From today you have to pray a lot for your papa" Nur said, trying to calm her daughter.
"Yes, Mom."
They returned to work that was delayed. Nur understood his daughter's feelings. The woman also felt guilty for what she had thought about her mother. He never thought about how to be in his position.
*****
"Mas, I need to talk" Afrin said as they prepared for bed.
Khairi was still sitting leaning on the head of the bed. While Afrin just finished with her make up– tool ritual. The woman sat down next to her husband so they could talk quietly.
"Tell me," said Khairi with foresight.
"Regarding the punishment I'm about to give, I've thought about it."
Khairi immediately turned his head. He wondered what punishment would be given to him. The man hoped it was not a punishment that could make him lose something valuable. Especially until the loss of Afrin, a woman who is very meaningful in her life.
"I'll stay at papa's house for six months and during that time, you can't talk to me, let alone come to see me."
"It's only temporary, Mas. Until we really know our true heart. Are we right to cherish each other and to love or to be just an obsession."
"Dear, don't be like this, I really love you. Not just obsession or curiosity."
Khairi did not understand his wife's thoughts. He did not want to part with Afrin for six months. Just one day the man missed so much, let alone six months! Khairi will not be able to, never will be.
"I'm not bargaining. I told you that this is a punishment for you so you have to accept it. Like it or not."
"Honey, ja—"
Afrin raised her hand so that Khairi would not continue his words. The woman needs calm, too. Lately too many problems have come, making him dizzy. He needs to clear his mind.
"My decision is round, Mom. Hopefully those six months make us both able to think more clearly and mature in the future. I don't want us to have the same problem in the future. If there is, I hope we can finish well."
Khairi looked at his wife with teary eyes. He did not want to part with his wife, but the man did not want to impose his will. All this happened also because of Khairi's own mistakes that could not be fair.
Afrin was silent with an empty look. He was steady with his decision, even though the corner of his heart was doubtful, whether his decision was correct or not. For now the woman wants to be alone in calmness.
"Alright, if that's your will. Tomorrow I'll take you to Papa Emran's house."
"No need, Mom. I've asked Mr. Hari to pick you up. Maybe early in the morning I'll leave."
"I'll just drop you off, honey. I'll talk to Mommy to take care of you."
"You can talk over the phone. After all Mother is very good at taking care of me, no need to doubt. You must remember, never come to see me or I will add mass punishment to you."
Khairi swallowed his saliva. At first he intended to come by pretending to visit, as he had always approached. Now the plan had to be buried deep because the wife had threatened him first.
"It's night, we better get some sleep" Afrin added.
"Darling, for tonight, let me hold you before the six-month sentence is carried out" pinta Khairi, whom Afrin calls.
The man immediately hugged the wife and made her arms as a pillow for the woman's head. A single tear fell from the corner of Khairi's eye. He hastily swiped it so that Afrin would not see him. However, from the movements that the man did, it can already be read.
Afrin kept her eyes closed pretending to know nothing. It was better for him not to be heavy when he was leaving tomorrow.
Khairi felt the warmth of his wife's body, which he probably won't be able to feel anymore. For the next six months he could only inhale the scent of Afrin's perfume, but could not feel this warmth. If only he could be more sensitive as a man. It's not gonna be like this. Now it all feels free.
The warmth of the wife's body can hypnotize her. Until he had unconsciously fallen asleep. Afrin opened her eyes that were not fully asleep. The woman looked at the face of the husband that she would not be able to see after this.
'Forgive me, Mom. I must teach you a lesson so that in the future you do not underestimate others, ' inward Afrin.
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