Pamite
6. Start a New Effort

Just a few hours close my eyes, I woke up to the morning prayer that was heard everywhere. As usual, I immediately started the activity with worship. When I sat down, I didn't meet Anang, I don't know where I went trying not to care.

After I finished praying I went to the kitchen, when I had just had a cow in the kitchen, I heard the main door open. I stepped out of the kitchen, it was Mas Anang who opened the door. That means Anang came out last night and didn't come home. Go anywhere I don't know and don't want to know.

We looked at each other for a long time, his usual face, there were no strokes of sadness or regret there. I turned towards the kitchen again. Until a call stopped my steps.

"Dec, I'm sorry I fell asleep last night at mom's house. Wake up in the morning."

I did not answer, but I returned to the kitchen to cook. I forced myself to be strong, there were three children I had to pay attention to. Every time I see the face of Mas Anang, I always remember the unclean thing. What else if I remember the row of numbers listed in the savings mas Anang.

I just found out last night, that my husband has already received a salary of millions. While I was only given a living of two hundred thousand per month. Where did the other money go? Did Mas Anang give all his salary to his mother and sister? And my share is only two hundred thousand? But you still ask me for kitchen materials? Ah the question that hung from last night on my head made me even more dizzy and claustrophobic at the same time.

"Oh." I just realized that if I cut vegetables while daydreaming, my finger was scratched a knife a little deep.

I don't know since when Mas Anang was standing behind me. Suddenly he pulled my hand and was about to take a sip of the blood that came out of my hand. This has been his habit for a long time. But this time I don't want to be in touch. I quickly retracted the hand that was already at the end of his mouth.

"You hurt his hand. Here I am taking medicine." Mas Anang still persuaded me.

"This hand is just a slight wound, nothing. I'm feeling more pain than this if you don't know."

"Daddy, I'm sorry. I was wrong, I realized I was wrong. I promise I won't repeat it again."

I shut up, I don't want to talk to him any further. I don't want to invite my own emotions, I'm afraid if the kids wake up and see his mother fighting with her father.

"Sir, what should I do let you excuse me? I'll follow all your requests, deck, just so you give me sorry, you give me a second chance."

"Help me, don't bother me. Let me cook, you better take a bath, it'll be much better if we shut each other up and introspect ourselves what's wrong. Although I myself am confused as to what way I look for my flaws or mistakes until you come this far as I am. You didn't just betray me, Mom. But you've also ruined marriage by having sex with another woman." Can't take it anymore, I can't hold back my tears from falling. My thoughts from last night continued to be haunted and overshadowed when my husband had sex with a woman who knew who.

"Don't touch me!" For the first time I raised my finger in front of Mas Anang's face. I would like to bang his head against the wall until it is battered, so that no woman will be his mistress again. If necessary I break all his assets. I feel like a psychopath when I think like this.

I saw Mas Anang's face slightly changed. He doesn't feel like I'm being treated like this. Naturally, because all this time I never spoke or acted impolite. I always nod my head with whatever comes out of his mouth.

We were still looking at each other in the same gaze, equally cold and sharp, as if our gazes were piercing each other. Until Alif's arrival broke our war of sight.

"Morning tumben's father is already in the kitchen," said Alif who was astonished.

"Yes, dad... I'm helping you, let's finish quickly."

I saw that Alif was just nodding, although I knew that he must be in disbelief, but he preferred to be quiet and return to the room after chugging at half a glass of water.

After Alif's departure, Mas Anang also left the kitchen. I continued my activities at will and tried my hardest not to shed tears.

At half-seven, I was boisterous with the kids. I am grateful, Alif is independent at the age of five years. I was a little helped by her independence, so I could take care of her sisters who were three years and one year old.

"Mom, I'm going to school. Breakfast I'm done," he said approaching me who was feeding his two younger siblings.

I nodded and gave him a two thousand rupiah note. With a happy heart and a bright smile she ran to school. Fortunately, the distance to the school with the house is only separated by one house building and does not need to cross, so I do not need to drive it.

"Dec, where'd you put the food? How do you live in this place?" yelled as if nothing had happened between us. Are all men like that? Acting and acting ordinary after making a big mistake?

"Dec, food's up, huh? Kitchen's finished?" Mas Anang approached me who was on the terrace, because the scream was not answered.

"I cooked a little" I replied indifferently.

"Why? What ingredients are exhausted? It's never like this, is it?"

"Yes, I forgot I haven't bought any kitchen stuff. You still have money, right? Buy it outside for breakfast. Brother Agil with Anin, it's time for us to take a bath." I carried them both to bring them inside. I do not care how the reaction of Anang mas look at the lack of my teachings. I don't want to fight in front of the kids.

After I bathed the children, I took the time to open the phone and see the chat in Risa's sales group. There's been an upload of stuff in that chat. With bismillah I started posting those wares on the blue app and the camera picture app.

Of course I created a new account for my sale. I don't want anyone around me to know I'm selling. I do not want to be used by my husband's family, I must be able to succeed and have a lot of money without interference. I once read a novel online, where his wife is always insulted and compared to other wives and her husband ignored because he was not good at taking care of his own body. And finally the woman decided to get up quietly. After she succeeded, she left her husband and finally her husband to rest at the feet of his wife so as not to go away from him. And I, I will play the woman who is the main character in the novel. I don't want to make Mas Anang rest on my feet, no, I just want to make him regret having dared to cheat me.