SHE'S YOUR MOTHER, NOT MY WIFE.
SIMPLE, BECAUSE OF LOVE

We enjoyed every moment together. The family I left there, I knew their lives clearly. Glen now lives with Papa Surya. And Davina is married to Riko. Clara has been living with Reza, although there has been no news of their marriage, but Clara is pregnant at this time.

I don't want to go back there, even though time has passed well. But the heartache of the disappointment and family betrayal they did I can not forget sincerely.

Mas Gaga never mentioned when I came back, even though I knew she was tired of having to come here. But he understands my heart.

All my and Edward's needs are always met by him. Every time I go home, small gifts of toys and clothes for me and Edward will always be brought. Sometimes he bought me bags, shoes and even underwear.

"Honey, you can go to the room for a while" she asked as I put Edward to bed. He fell asleep because he was tired of playing with his Daddy. I'm nodding.

Click ..

"What's up, Mom?" my question is to approach it.

He pulled my body, tightly hugging my small body.

"I miss it." he said. His breath touching my neck gave a subtle vibration in my body.

I was quietly holding something turbulent inside there.

At the beginning of our marriage, I was the only one who was aggressive towards her. Because every time Mas Gaga always "respects" me who is her boss. Until I vent my emotions, because it is upset every time I want to be touched that I have to invite him. Though we are husband and wife lawfully religion and state.

I remembered the first time I was angry with her, with shame and a trembling body I cried out.

"Mas that's why, even though Mas's body wants to be touched. Why not touch me. Do you need to restrain your desires in front of your own wife. Don't you think I'm your wife, Mas." in a quivering voice I ventured to speak. I couldn't bear to see Mas Gaga who I saw clearly wanted my body but in her safety. Sometimes he vents it alone Ki the bathroom. He respects me or vice versa. My heartache saw him tormented withholding his own desires.

"I'm your wife, Mas. Fulfill your obligation to support me, my body needs your touch as well as your body. Why do you always avoid." I cried not because of pain, but rather to the shame of expressing my heart. But to wait for Mas Gaga to reveal her heart, it was impossible. This man loves and respects me too much. He doesn't want me to be tired, in pain or anything. That's what he always said.

After that night, Mas Gaga is now acting like a husband. When he needs it he'll come to me, not avoid me anymore. Even I did, when I needed to not hesitate to ask him.

I remember studying in the village where I live today, "Mother mother, ask for rations the same night husband. Don't let my husband forget the ration of the same night we. The ration received will launch the husband's sustenance. Don't be ashamed to ask for rations, it's a big reward Mom." said ustadz teacher in the study.

Although a bit frontal, but it makes me confident in my decision to ask for rations first.

"You're tired, Mom." I asked to turn my body around.

"Slightly, darling. I had a long meeting yesterday. Keep meeting with Reza and had a chance to talk for a while" he said while laying down his body.

I gently massaged his arm.

"Can you find someone to replace you with a company, Mas. I'll see you have to take care of it here and there." I know he's tired of his corporate and law firm business. But repeatedly always rejected if asked to release the company to Papa back.

"I'm not sure about anyone else, Yang. If it's returned to your Papa, are you sure it'll develop" he closed his eyes.

I also know, even though the company was in my Papa's hands before. But behind the scenes is Papa from Mas Gaga who set it all up. Papa's just a shell. Papa Mas Gaga has retired and returned to the village. He visited us when we got married and Edward had his birthday eight months ago.

"Wantas how, Mas. You also can't possibly continue like this." I massaged his head.

"Dear, I'll think back. Looks like the firm that I defeated, let my friend handle."

He didn't answer just breathing out a long breath.

"Am I going back to Jakarta, Mas. Let my company handle it."

He opened his eyes wide and immediately sat down before me.

"I won't force you and won't allow you to do anything you don't want to do, baby. No need to think about it, just pray for me so that my body is always healthy ya." he rubbed my cheeks and kissed my lips.

"I have a gift for you, in that paper bag. Take it." he said, pointing a paper bag at the side of his office bag.

"Here, Mas."

He nodded, I brought him near to his seat.

"What's it all about, Mas. How it feels so light." I teased him.

"Open up" he said with enthusiasm.

There is a red heart-shaped jewelry box inside. I already knew it must be jewelry. But the tumben once Mas Gaga gave something luxurious.

"I opened it, Mom."

A necklace with a heart pendant filled with photos of the three of us. I smiled when I saw it. It's not fancy, but it's so expensive.

"You like it, baby." she asked pulling my hip in her arms.

I nodded and shed tears, all this time she always gave me warm and sweet surprise surprises. Which I've never felt before. I am so grateful to have lost Mas Reza and to have Mas Gaga, my husband.

I hugged him tightly, "thank you, Mom. I like it so much."

"Please put it on." I told her to put a necklace on it.

She wears a necklace around my neck, gently pecking at the back of my neck.

"Is this for sale, Mas." my god while lifting a fairly large pendant.

He laughed, "Is the price so important, dear."

"I just want to know, who knows how expensive it is. It's pretty big, Mas." I cradled a weed.

He shook his head, "I haven't been able to buy you a diamond, listen, it's that big, baby" she smiled.

I know he did not spoil us with luxury, even teaching Edward was always on par with children in this village. And he didn't take advantage of my company either, he only received a salary as my assistant. But I do know, actually he was able to buy me jewelry and even diamonds with his salary and income at his law firm. It's just that it's not his nature.

"Ah. I think this is more expensive than diamonds, Mas." I pursed my lips. "But this is the most expensive gift I've ever received Mas, thank you." I hugged him.