SHE'S YOUR MOTHER, NOT MY WIFE.

SHE'S YOUR MOTHER, NOT MY WIFE.
PACKAGE,


If I say my heart is not jealous, it is wrong!


My heart is pretty messed up with this kind of obscure message. Especially from a woman, whose husband knew me before.


"Non... Excuse me.."


Aunt knocked on the door when I finished changing clothes.


"Come in, Bi."


"Sorry, Non. This is a package on behalf of Mr. Gaga." Aunt handed him a blue package with a rose on it.


"Who's from, Bi?." I'm looking for the name of the sender.


"I don't know, Non. It was lying in front of the door, just now." Say Aunt.


"Oh, yes, thank you, Bi." I put the box on the table.


I looked at the box curious.


'Who from, huh?. What's it..'


"I open it or not, yeah. Why for Mas Gaga there are flowers, everything." Narrator. "Come, again."


"Ask Mas Gaga, please" I decided to call Mas Gaga.


"Hallo, Mom."


"Yes, baby.."


"You have a package delivery, did you buy something?" I asked.


"Package!!! What package, which.."


He asked me back, and I asked who?


"It's in your name, Mom. Try it first, maybe you have something to order, Mas?." I asked him to remember.


"Hmmm, I don't feel any message. Let's see who or what?" tanyanya turned curious.


"There is no sender and no description of what the contents are, Mas." I turned the blue box around.


"Oh, maybe just a stranger, baby. You just open it, but ask for people's company, and try outside the house." he ordered.


"You think it's a bomb, baby." My chuckles.


"It's not that, honey. I'm afraid there's terror." He said with anxiety and panic.


"Yes when there are flowers too, roses again flowers, Mas." My chuckles.


"Ah, ma-time there's a flower?." Nervous and a little panicked.


"Why are you panicking?. It's just a flower." I don't like her nervous tone a little.


"It's not so dear, Mas was surprised if there was a package delivery accompanied by flowers. Open it, heart of heart. It's not a message." His voice began to fall.


"Yes, Mum."


After ending the call, I brought the box to the page. According to Mas Gaga's orders, I asked Mr. Aep to accompany me. It's okay to be on guard.


"Try me a check, ma'am." Pinta Pak Aep.


I gave you the box.


My heart was pounding waiting for what the box contained.


Szod .... Sreet...


Mr. Aep opened the box with a heart.


'O Allah take care of my family.' I who parnoan instantly become more dramatic. Just pack up to make a cold sweat.


"Ah.." Mr. Aep's voice was a little tight, making me take a few steps back. Don't be right said Mas Gaga, terror!!!.


"Oh my God, Mom. It's his rich photo album, it looks like there's a letter too." Said Mr. Aep lifting the contents of the box.


I'm a little bit closer slowly, "Times, sir?." I was curious but scared.


"Yes, Mom. It's just the same photo album as a letter." He waved the letter in a pink envelope with a small ribbon decoration on the end.


"Ah, it seems like yes, sir." I'm approaching Mr. Aep.


Mr. Aep handed me the contents of the box.


"Thank you, sir. Sorry to interrupt the break." I said leaving Mr. Aep in the yard.


Is this what it's in?


Ah. I was very curious.


Huhc .... I took a long breath.


I prepared myself, to open the box. But my intention stopped.


'This is for Mas Gaga! I have permission to read the letters first.'


I'll call Mas Gaga right away.


"Hallo, Mom."


"Dear, how!! What'sthat's it? You're okay, right?" Mapping the question makes me mesem mesem.


"I'm okay, Mom. No contents, just a box and a pink letter with a small ribbon." My god.


"Well..." His voice sounded shocked.


"Why, Mas? You know who the sender is and it's for, you?." My tent.


"Nothing, baby. He spoke with an assistant, Mas. We need to get into the meeting room now. Sorry, yeah, honey. You read it and look at it." Evidently. "Yes, briefly.. I went there.." he continued..


'It doesn't seem to me.'


"Yes, Mas. Continue to work first, this I open yes.. Bye Mas's.."


"Bye honey.."


CRING ....


I just put down my phone.


'Who, huh?'


"Doctor Syifa."


"Hello, Doc.."


"WHAT!!!!." I was surprised to hear an explanation from him.


"Good, fine.. I'm going there and I'm going to tell his family. Thank you, Doc."


I hurried to grab my bag and tried to call Mas Reza but repeatedly disconnected.


"Ah, where is this guy. At an important time like this even can not be contacted." umpat I half ran down the stairs.


"Bie... I went to the hospital, yeah. Titip Edwina and Edward." I shouted.


"Yes, Non. What's up with Non Clara, Non?."


"The doctor said Clara's amniotic fluid was seeping, Bi. So it's likely to be surgery soon." Put on the shoes.


"In the hospital there was no one to accompany, the doctor had to ask for approval from the family, so I had to hurry there. I'll go first, Bi."


"Yes, Non. Heart, may everyone be safe and healthy. Aamiin's." Aunty rubbed her face with both hands.


"Aamiin's." I rushed out of the house, towards the parking lot.


Calling Mr. Aep my driver to take me right away.


I told Mas Gaga and Edward who were still in the office. So they can help me find information about Mas Reza that can't be contacted.


I called Aunt Abraham who happened to be in Jakarta. He'll be here soon, because he's the only family Clara has to sign a statement for Clara's actions.


"Where this guy is, the wife is fighting to death. He's just disappeared.."


I tried calling Glen, because they were close. I hope Glen knows where Reza is.


"Hello, Glen."


"Yes, Mother. Tumben called.. What's wrong?."


"Bak find Reza, you know where she is? His wife wants a cesarean operation to require his signature. But from the hospital, can't reach him."


"Oh, Reza's in her apartment. It just so happened last night that we were drinking in his apartment, he was probably drunk. I'll be there soon and take Reza to the hospital, Ma'am just wait there, yeah."


"Yes, okay.."


Crazy.can the man drunk drunk at the end of his wife's breath. Which one says '*C*True Love'... Not true love, rather love and death. Should have prayed a lot, he was clubbing. Fortunately, I didn't have a long match with him.


I rubbed my chest, feeling grateful for my first divorce. Although I have to feel the pain of betrayal, but I am grateful that it came early. I never thought this painful thing would happen to me. I was lying there and my husband was playing outside.


"Huh. amit amit.." I muttered.


"Why, Mom?" asked Mr. Aep who heard my murmur.


"Ah, hehe no sir. I just think bad at a glance." I said grimly.