PENGHALAM
Chapter 3. The Conversation with Yudha

One month later, Vira stopped working. Instead of being able to rest after stopping work, Vira is getting busy and exhausted. All the housework she had to do, because her mother-in-law dismissed their housemaid on the grounds of austerity.

A tired Vira washes her clothes and cooks for a sleepy dinner. Didn't know her husband was coming home from work. This time Weny returned home on the grounds of working on the end of the month report.

Desy's mother smiled as she watched Weny's arrival. Welcomed him with a hug.

"Where's the virus, Mom?" yudha asked, not seeing his wife.

"Most sleep. Your wife is working if you do not play mobile phone yes sleep. What else," said Mother in a husky voice.

Yudha went into the room and saw his wife sleeping. The man grumbled a little. All this time, he never had a problem with this. Yudha pulled his wife's leg until she woke up. Vira was shocked at her husband's treatment.

"Mas, why pull my leg? I became shocked," said Vira while returning her consciousness because she just woke up.

"So this is your job at home. I ask you to stop working so as not to get tired, but not have to sleep. Poor mom who has to do everything. No one's helping."

"But I'm not ...."

"God, Vira. You have always denied me or my mother. Thankfully, there was Weny. It must be him who is currently helping mom cook for dinner," said Yudha cutting Vira's speech.

Vira, who could not accept her husband's words, woke up. Stand facing her husband.

"Mas, I just took a short nap because I was tired of cleaning the house, washing clothes and cooking. My job is not just sleep" Vira said.

"So you want to tell me if my mom lied?" yudha asked in a high voice.

Vira held her chest that felt tight. Three years of marriage, only this time Yudha snapped at him. Vira was silent while holding back a cry.

Yudha who had taken a bath and changed clothes came out of the room without caring for Vira. Seeing mom and Weny in the kitchen, Yudha headed straight there. Mother asked them to eat right away.

"Where's your wife, Mas?" ask Weny.

"There's a room."

"Didn't you invite your wife to eat together?"

Vira who was behind her husband's body did not believe what she had just heard. The woman abandoned her intention to go to dinner. Her mother-in-law who saw Vira returned to the room smiling all the while.

"Weny, are you married, son?" asked Mother Desy in a soft voice.

Weny smiled before replying to Mother Desy's words. Looking at the handsome face of Yudha.

"No, Ma. No one wants to. I'm ugly, not as pretty as Vira."

"Whoever says you're ugly his eyes need to be examined. You are so much prettier than Vira" said Desy's mother.

Again Weny smiled hearing the praise from Desy's mother. The woman had fallen in love with Yudha since the beginning of working in the same company. However, he had to swallow the disappointment of knowing that Yudha had a family.

"Mommy will definitely be very happy if you want to be a mother's daughter-in-law," said Desy's mother again.

Yudha became choked at hearing her mother's words. Weny held out a glass of white water.

"Mas, eat it slowly. Don't hurry," said Weny, patting Yudha on the back.

From behind the bedroom door, Vira peeks at everything Weny has done to her husband. Although their conversation was not heard, but the jealousy of seeing Weny holding her husband's body made Vira's chest feel tight.

"Taste this mother too good, so Mas Yudha ate it too much. What the hell is the recipe?" ask Weny.

Mother Desy smiled obliquely. Take a deep breath before answering. He didn't know what to answer because the one who cooked all this was Vira.

"This is Vira cooking everything. I was just helping" said I thought. But I can still hear Yudha. He was shocked to hear all that.

"Son Weny must be smart to cook too? Do you have no desire to marry again, Yudha? Your wife must be barren. Stop working and still can not get pregnant" said Mama.

Yudha coughed at her mother's words. What should he answer? Why did her mother from yesterday ask this? Ask Yudha in her heart.

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