
"Mamakkk..." Sapa Moana, while running towards Butet who was sitting on the sofa living room boarding house.
"Eh, where do you want me?" Butet asked, turning to Moana who was approaching him.
"Someone I want to fuck up with is mommy."
"What's that?" Asked Butet who looked excited.
"Happy Valentine mak" said Moana, taking the chocolate out from behind her tiny back and handing it to Butet.
"Gee! buy him chocolate for his mama." Butet looked moved and smiled looking at Moana. Then he grabbed the chocolate and looked back at Moana carefully.
"You know how to e, same Valentine's Day. Chocolate milk for her mama. Ish, moved the next time I'm Bah!" Butet flicked his hand before his face.
"Thank you, hunt me down" Butet said, hugging Moana's tiny body.
"Don't tell me the makasi makasi," said Moana with a plain face.
"Dad, who knows who you are" Butet said with a stupefied expression.
"Sama lah. He said this chocolate chip was for mamak. He said happy valentine day, I love you Butet."
Butet immediately frowned and looked at Moana with a serious-looking look.
"See you look like your father? Here she is?" Ask Butet.
"Yes, meet me in front. But he did not dare to go, he said. Not that she's the same mom. Mamak knows what, get angry at his work," said Moana, as he sat next to Butet.
Butet was silent, and he let out a long sigh, putting the chocolate on the table.
"Mom, her betol mamak wants a divorce with daddy?" Ask Moana.
Butet looked at Moana closely, then he lowered his gaze.
"Mommy, if you're the same, you split up. I'm going to go where, mak?" Ask Moana again.
"You are mamak. You are my son" Butet said.
"But I'm my father's son. Do I need to split these two bodies, Mom? Can I get both of my parents?"
Butet's heart was pounding, facing the plain question from the lips of his daughter who was still sitting in the kindergarten.
"No, you say that, my son? Confused, I answered."
"Mamak confused answer. I was confused about how to make my two sides of this body. Wasn't skinny the time I stuck on the other two. But I still have my idop, right, mak?" Ask Moana again.
"What's your question. Now where's your dad?" Butet tried to divert the conversation.
"Udah pigi him. Ish mak, kasian times I see the father. Skinny times she bah! The spirit of my idop looks."
Butet frowned again.
"You're this, overkill times." Chirp Butet.
"I swear to you, Mom. You know what she said, Mommy?"
"What?" Ask Butet curiously.
"Say, in this world there are only three girls that he loves."
"yeah! Many times, leboy your father is Moana!" Butet's breathing began to be congested to hear his daughter's confession.
"What's? What else did he say?" Ask Butet.
"Ha, that's mama. Be patient...! He said there were three women he loved. First is mak, opung boru."
Butet was silent at Moana's words.
"Second, I am."
"Third one?" Butet asked, looking impatient.
"Third, of course, mamak. There is no more mak."
"Alahhh, you can get your father." Butet snarled and grabbed his phone that was on the table.
"Mothers don't believe it? He even said that cake was like me."
Butet was silent.
"Mom, why don't you believe me? Does he often stumble? It's not mak."
"Gee, take a shower. Bauk times you.." Butet again tried to divert the conversation.
"Jawab is my mother."
"My lazy. Sanan you take a shower..!"
"Mom..." Moana looked so pleading with Butet.
"What's that!" Butet seemed troubled by Moana's insistence.
"Jawab was my mother.."
Butet sighed and looked at his daughter closely.
"My son.., you heard first."
"What mak?"
"A lot of things happen to adults you don't know. So, bagos now that you're taking a shower, don't forget you're your tooth brooch. Let it smell a little, understand you?"
Moana let out a long sigh and nodded her head.
"Related. Sanan you take a shower," Butet said.
Moana rushed to the bathroom. Butet is now alone in the living room of the boarding house. He stared at the chocolate Moan gave him that he put on the table. Slowly her tears clouded her eyes. With great effort he tried not to shed tears. But it was all in vain, the tears fell on his cheeks so profusely.
"Still remember you're the same I bang?" Inner Butet.
Angan Butet returned to a few years ago. As he and Moan celebrate their first valentine. At that time Moan gave himself a gold bracelet, which Moan immediately put on Butet's wrist. Not only gold bracelets, chocolates and flowers did not forget Moan gave them to her. Moan is a cute guy who turns out to be so romantic. That's what Butet likes about her husband.
Moana's question wasn't wrong. Moan never lied to him. Whatever Moan told Butet. Financial problems, family problems, their business problems, former Moan and so on. But the problem of the behavior of Moan friends who like to use online dating applications, Moan had not had time to tell Butet.
There is a truth to what Moana said, when Butet's friends were still accompanying him at the boarding house yesterday. Moana had said lately Butet was busy with friends in his college days. Whether it is when gathered together and also when at home via telephone. Sometimes Moan comes home, Butet still looks busy with his world.
There's actually a reason why Butet is like that. In the years of marriage towards the tenth year, there began to be feelings of boredom, stress and so forth when becoming a housewife. The figure of 'Friends' is needed by Butet. Especially when the husband is busy with his own world. Whether it is busy with work, hobbies, clubs, games and so on.
For Butet's own case, Butet began to feel saturated and inattentive, as Moan was busy with his efforts. At first Butet tried to understand, but it turned out Moan was starting to feel bored and looking for an outlet by joining a motorcycle club that actually did not need Moan to do.
At first Butet wanted to protest, but Butet tried to understand again. Considering Moan who had been trying hard in his business, Moan must have needed entertainment. But deep down inside Butet, there was a dissatisfaction he did not utter. That is, he felt he was no longer able to make Moan feel at home. He never told Moan.