Om Pamungkas
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Finally put a small bag containing his wife's beauty equipment on the long-empty dressing table.

" How long are you staying here?" ask his wife who is lying on her bed.

" No idea yet" replied Ratih with closed eyes.

" I'm actually not too happy you're here, have to go up and down the stairs, the doctor said you can't be tired and have to really keep your pregnancy?" said Pamungkas walk towards the window and open the window glass so that a gust of wind into the room that has not been occupied for a long time.

" i'd better be here for a while, so that my heart is calmer" said Ratih,

" so staying with me makes you feel uneasy?" He turned his head and looked at his wife with a disappointed look,

" when has it been? Early marriage or since you were pregnant?" he asked again, there was no energy to quarrel with his wife, but his heart long tired also with the sentences of Ratih more cynical, indeed his tone was low and calm, indeed, but impressed a lot of satire in it, as if the ultimate would not want his presence.

" Have it.." said Ratih tilted his body, he knew that the word might hurt Pamungkas.

" why?" He sat down beside the bed, looking at his wife who was not even looking at him.

" why did you come to act like I was your enemy who seemed to hurt you at any time..

Tell me, when have I ever hurt you?

Could it be that I subconsciously once hurt you Rat?" Finally wanted to get a comforting answer from his wife, but his wife was silent.

seeing that Ratih Pamungkas residence did not say anything more, he got up and walked out of the room, leaving Ratih alone.

Ana approached Pamungkas who was smoking on the terrace, Ana tau, the feeling of the ultimate is not good, it was clearly visible from his face.

" I'll move your wife down, next to Karso's mother's room." said Ana, sitting not far from Pamungkas.

" Will he mbak?" she asked without looking at Ana, her eyes straight at the trees and the highway.

" Inevitably, his papa will force him.. So you calm down.. Mak Karso was preparing his room, but his bed was smaller than the one above, enough for both, but not relieved.."

" it doesn't matter, anyway he told me to go home, like he didn't want to get close to me,"

" it might be baby Pam's birth.it used to be so, fussy..

So many give in." counsels Ana.

He nodded slowly,

" what makes you nervous.. You still think your wife wants to go back to her ex?" tanya Ana read the unrest in her eyes.

Putting out his cigarette in the ashtray, anyway,

" You love her, don't you, Pam?"

" why should I ask you this?" his face turned serious.

" trust me then.."

" i've always believed in him, but his attitude has sometimes shaken my faith..

Shouldn't he be happy, shouldn't his face be filled with smiles?

with that attitude, everyone would think she was forced to conceive my son.." Just down, down,

" Husse...! Where are you, Pam, podo wae.. Your face is now also restless, no one is happy..?!" ana said half scolding.

" That's because of Ratih's attitude that doesn't seem to want me?"

" it's baby pam's luggage, understand.."

Finally silent, long he sat down without talking about anything, until finally he Pamit came home to take his goods.

Practice eating with a little restless, time is enough night, but there is no sign of the presence of the ultimate presence.

" What's wrong, Rat? Your stomach doesn't taste good?" asked Ana to her daughter who arrived to make fried rice, even though the clock had shown ten o'clock at night.

" No ma.." said Ratih while glancing at his HP which was on the dining table.

She could have called her husband, and asked where he was, but remembering the words she said this afternoon when she told him to come home, she felt ashamed.

How is this, when Pamungkas beside her anger is always ignited because considering the relationship of her husband and now, her mouth easily told Pamungkas to stay away even home.

But when Pamungkas really went home and far away, he was agitated half-dead.

Don't let her husband be alone together now.. That's all that filled his head.

Finally sitting next to the fried rice cart, waiting for Samsul who was ready to go home.

" Wes.. Mulios.. Wes bengi iki. (as of.. Go home.. It's tonight.)" said Samsul, from now on only sit and smoke.

" You're not done yet, take care of it, you shut me home." said Pamungkas leaning his back against the cold wall.

" God.. You're such a useless person, going home.your wife is pregnant.. Wait there..!" samsul said while washing the fried rice pan.

" Aren't you happy I've been waiting for sul?" ask him calmly, though,

Ow, you're I wong pam rank.. Mosok meneng deck kene nungguk i bakul sego goreng.. Ora pantes..

Hang out kono cafe, karo koncomu seng podo podo..

(ow, you are a man of pam rank.. Yeah, I'm here looking after the fried rice man.. Unbecoming..

Hanging out to the cafe there, with your friends of the same rank.)" said Samsul while washing dishes dirty dishes.

" Jobmate at work." replied Pamungkas short while exhaling cigarette smoke.

" Wes tho pam's.. Bojoku iko yo ngunu, meteng even crying, diluk diluk purik.. Kayar ngunu..

Speaking of judes, padalo atine pingin.. Percoyo me. (have pam.. My wife used to be, yes,

Hamil is a little bit angry, a little bit angry.. It's natural that way..

Speaking of judes, but his heart asked to be noticed.. Trust me.)" Samsul gave his input based on his personal experience.

Just shut up, please,

" opo seh seng mbok kafarno Pam? (what the hell are you worried about pam?)" tabya Samsul again while carrying his plate plate that is clean.

" I am thirty-eight" said Pamungkas lirih, but heard by samsul.

" continue?"

" a lot I'm worried about sul..

With my age far beyond my wife's..

Her pregnancy was a miracle for me..

But it also caused my anxiety.." added Pamungkas with eyes either staring where.

" restlessness?"

" well.. I, who was not young, was afraid to make it saturated..

Added again.. Her ex-husband is like a leech..

My anger always overflows when I hear his name called,"

" are you jealous?"

" of course, he's been in a few times.. Stirring up my anger.."

Samsul laughed suddenly, arrived,

" Are you this brave?" samsul shook his head in disbelief,

" jealous for another man who has become trash in your wife's life?"

" i'm an ordinary human sul, he's handsome, a good-looking seducer and young..

Different me..

sometimes I even feel like my wife has to marry me first.." Throw away the cigarettes.

" That's an unhealthy mind, but don't you fertilize it,

If you in uniform could have this kind of mind,

Then what about me? Which is just a basket sego goreng (fried rice man)..

you know my wife is a teacher Pam, too,

Do you think I have never been insecure?

It used to be so often..

Miners..

But that outrageous feeling of inferiority actually made my household a mess..

Until my wife finally convinced me that she loved me for who I was..

She never felt ashamed of my work..?"

Just shut up, please,

" Learn to be open to each other, talk about it..

What you two really want..

I thought you guys were just as harboring your feelings.. To cause distance may even be a misunderstanding about each other's feelings." said Samsul tau already arrange all the furniture.