Replying Humiliation

Replying Humiliation
Chapter 8


Thank God I've been on the highway, and I stopped public transport to go to my mother's house.


"Ma why did you throw mom out?" karina asked, as if she understood what was happening to me.


"It's okay baby, maybe a little upset with mom! you don't think about what happened yesterday."


"Yes ma," Karina did not ask again, I was finally relieved. Hopefully not to disturb Karina mentally with yesterday's incident.


My tears arrived just dripping, I immediately rubbed it not want Karina to know about my problem.


After half an hour on the way, I finally reached my mother's house.


There is a sense of happiness to be able to stay with mom again, but there is also a sense of sadness for my marriage to run aground.


"Assalamualaikum." I said, I saw a mother who was busy wrapping food for buyers, I was moved it turned out that the sale of sweet mother merchandise.


"Atika," mother saw me confused because I was carrying a big bag that made mother ask?


"Mother," I shed tears, I immediately took off my bag and hugged my mother.


"What's up Tik? what happened to you."


"Mother I'll tell you inside,"


"Yes let's go to Tik." then I went to Mom's house, while mom closed her wares first.


"You why Tik, what really happened?"


"Mother, I'm on Arga's mas talak."


"Astagfirullah why? not that you're good at Tik."


"Actually Tika's household is in trouble, Mom, I'm sorry Tika didn't tell this to mom."


"What is your problem really? until you're kicked out by your husband."


"Mas Arga doesn't love me anymore Mom, he says I'm no longer attractive in Arga's eyes. How do I beautify myself? while the money from the Arga mas only given 10 thousand per day."


"O Allah why is Arga so long to you Tik, you are patient." then mom hugged me and strengthened me.


Thank you for understanding my situation, I am grateful that there is still a mother by my side.


"Yes, now you've got your clothes on, your bed is there,"


"Thank you, you're still accepting me here."


"What are you talking about Tik, you mother child and this is our home, stay here let's fight together."


"Yes Ma'am," I immediately hugged my mother with tears streaming down my cheeks.


"Have not cried again, this is the fate of the almighty may we live it again."


"Aamiin Ma'am."


***


After Arga drove his mother to the village, he went straight to Karina's school.


"Excuse me sir, see my son?"


"The son of the father whose name is karina?"


"Yes sir, did you see him?"


"Sorry sir, Karina has come home to pick up her mama."


"What,"


Arga can't believe Atika hasn't left yet, but where was she last night? makes Arga ask questions with her mind.


"I'd better go back to mom's house, I have to tell mom."


"The damn woman dared to dare to take my child, want to be fed what Karina is looking for work alone he is not becus let alone just graduated Junior High School," he said inwardly with a feeling of annoyance.


"The arga? why did you come back here again." asked Ms. Ratna.


"Karina was brought with Atika ma'am, it turns out Atika last night has not left."


"Ah that poor woman dared to dare her bring my grandchild."


"How is this Mom?" Arga keeps pacing back and forth ga clear, he thinks should how.


"Yes Arga let it go, I'm sure Atika must love Karina, she can't let Karina starve." Ms. Ratna made sure Arga was not worried about Karina because her goal now was to marry Dinda Pak kades' son.


"Mother's right, don't I have to look for her."


"Leave it, now you focus on Dinda alone. You should marry Dinda as soon as possible, she deserves you and she's equal to you Arga."


"Yes mom's right! so now Arga won't be looking for Karina again let her be with Atika."


Then Arga wants to go home, Mom? tomorrow Arga has to work."


"Yes, come home, diligent work to paused Dinda."


"Yes ma'am," Arga tirelessly returned to his village on his motorcycle.


***


"Karina let's eat first, baby,"


"Yes my grandma."


"You're a taste of grandma's cooking, it's delicious, you know,"


"It's so delicious, Karina really likes Grandma's cooking, hehe,"


"Gemes once granddaughter of this grandmother," I was happy to see mother and Karina, mother really very loving to her granddaughter, god, may my mother be healthy always.


Then I approached Karina and also mother.


"What a mother!"


"Mother Karina's bribe again, I'm glad your son is so voracious."


"Yes ma'am, Karina never chooses food."


"That's smart of your son."


"Oh yes ma'am, where is Adera?"


"Adera is in foster care with Ms. Retno next door mother,"


"Alhamdulilah then that mother is not too sapped,"


"Yes Tik, let's eat first you must be hungry."


Mother's cuisine is very good, this makes me miss my father who every day eats together at the dinner table as well as my sister Tini, I miss her until now I have not met Tini.


After I finished eating, I immediately helped mom make a cake for order to work, I was happy to see mom with a happy face, mom is still excited to this day. I had to learn from my mother how to be strong and hard to accept trials. I'm just divorced with mas Arga, but mother separated from nature with father must have felt more hurt mother, pokonya I should be able to show my ex-husband that I can be successful.


***


Arga's house is very quiet, usually Atika always prepares food for Arga but from today Arga must be able to cook himself as well as by washing clothes, Arga does it himself.


"Why so tired of doing homework, but Atika every day can do this all while picking up Karina school, is she not tired every day like this. Why do I think Atika anyway, now I am free not to give money to my Atika again, she is not my wife anymore. So the money can make lunch at my workplace."


Arga immediately broke down his body, but after everything was sorted out still Arga's house was still a mess.


"Bodo very much is a messy house, which is important now I just sleep, because in the future I have to make Dinda happy my future wife."


Then Arga closed his eyes, he slept very well. There was no burden on his mind after Atika's departure, he was really a man who did not care about his wife.