Should I Share a Husband
9. Refer

Yudha came home from the office after Isya. Fiona was sitting in front of the tv while playing a cell phone.

Yudha's view was not on Fiona, but on the situation in the house that was really messy and dirty. Because ART at home can not enter within a few days because her husband is sick and hospitalized.

"Fiona." Call Yudha from a distance.

Fiona looked over and stood up. "Have you come home?" Ask. He got up and approached.

"Why have you been home all day?" Ask Yudha.

"What do you mean? You'll know I'm from the mall buying my favorite bag. I gave you permission last night?" Fiona looked at him in wonder.

"Aren't you home all day?"

"I was home around two. Why anyway? How very question you are."

"Why is this house so messy? Look at toys everywhere. The floor is also very dirty. You're not broomping yet, are you?" Yudha asked, looking around inside her house.

"Mas, I'm tired so I'm sleeping." Fiona replied somewhat annoyed.

"Sleeping is only two hours and three hours, right? Time is just time, you don't have time. I couldn't see the messy house at least."

"You know why! Just came in angry. Besides, it's your kid's toy you should be the one who's right, not me." Fiona couldn't accept her husband treating her like an ART. Though Ajeng never like that if ART is on holiday.

"You dare to mess with me" said Yudha looking at him intently.

"Mas, I'm not a maid here. But your wife."

"You know for yourself. Bik Rumi's permission in a few days. You should know your job here is to replace him for a while until Bik Rumi returns." Yudha said in annoyance while taking a deep breath.

"I know. But I don't want to do it. Waste time. I don't want my hands to be rough, nails on my fingers to break. I don't want that." Complain Fiona.

"You're a CEO in the office. You should have found someone else to replace ART in this house before he came back. Pay people again you can't afford." Fiona said as she clasped her hands over her chest with a mocking smile.

"Take care of your words." Show Yudha. "I never once saw Ajeng acting like that to me. He would happily replace Bik Rumi in this house. But you? You're not a good wife at all." Yudha stared at him sharply.

"Don't equate me with that poor woman. Definitely different! He's a village so he'll be ordered."

"It's only been a few weeks that we've been married that you've been so outrageous to Fiona." Yudha snapped with a big breath. Then choose to go and go into the room.

Fiona came back near the sofa and sat down violently. He thought Yudha did not bother about it just because her house looked messy and dirty.

Elsewhere. Ajeng and Qeera are also babysitters having dinner.

"Mother, I forgot to tell you. If tomorrow there is a group of students. Mother is coming?" Qeera.

"Dear, my mom is coming." Ajeng replied while rubbing his head.

"After this Qeera sleeps huh. Later mama befriend."

"Yeayy." Qeera said happily.

Dinner is over. Ajeng and the nanny cleaned their used dishes. Because there were no helpers so they always did it together. Then they went into their own rooms.

Ajeng enveloped his daughter while reciting a fairy tale until Qeera fell into a deep sleep. After seeing him sleep. Stand up and stand by the window.

The shadow remembers where the first meeting between himself and Yudha was while watching a live music event in Jakarta. Ajeng who was then jostling accidentally hit Yudha's back and made Yudha look back. Since that meeting the two got closer so it did not take long. Yudha proposed to Ajeng to her parents. The application was received after that in just one month they had legally become a married couple.

A very short meeting indeed. But it does not make them an inharmonic couple. But they always maintain the harmony of their household.

And within six years there were no significant shocks, only minor problems they faced.

Ajeng closed his eyes and cried, remembering his failure in the household. Even before his father died he advised to remain obedient to the husband. And accept every shortcoming of her husband. But if it has to lack that he accepts he cannot and prefers to withdraw.

Yep. He got married before he graduated from college. So that at the time of his parents' accident, the age of his marriage was only three months. Yudha was just an ordinary employee at an office. Until finally met his best friend Abian and invited to work in Abian's company. The expertise he had made Abian did not take long to make him a CEO in his office Since then their economy began to increase until now.

Actually they have one more house in Jakarta. And it's already in the name of Qeera. But Ajeng did not want to live there. Prefer to live in the residence of the deceased both parents.

His phone is ringing now. He walked over to get it and saw who was calling him. Her husband's name is listed.

"What else is he. Why the phone nights?" Mumbled. He was confused between being lifted or not. So the phone was disconnected because he did not receive it for too long. The next call was heard.

And this time Ajeng chose to accept it because after all he was the father of his only daughter.

"Hallo Assalaamu'alaikum." Sapa Ajeng's.

"Wa'alaikumsalam's chat. How are you?" Ask Yudha.

"Good God."

"Thank God I'm glad you're okay." Yudha.

"Live it! What's the phone? it's already night. Qeera is asleep. So tomorrow it's."

"Not that. But .... " Yudha paused his words. Take a breath first.

"Ajeng I .. want us to refer." Yudha lirih.

"You haven't received the divorce papers, have you? Because I haven't made it either. So please come back. We start again from the beginning" said Yudha.

"So that's why you asked for a referral. But maap Mas. I don't .... "

"I've had a fight with Fiona." Said Yudha cutting Ajeng's talk.

"Just because of a fight then you want to refer to me that way?" Kekeh Ajeng shook his head.

"You want to be romantic, you want to fight, it's none of my business. If you call just want to say refer. I can't" said Ajeng firmly.

Yudha breathed heavily. "I'm going to divorce Fiona."

"What's? That's how easy it is to play with a woman's heart. Were you born of a woman?" Sentak Ajeng who was not inexhaustible with the way of her husband's mind.

"Mas, you chose him. You must accept whatever his shortcomings are."

"But she's not the wife that I expected Jeng to be, she's just a foot-barrel who doesn't want to do any work, unlike you. I was wrong to release a diamond just for a speck of gold. I'm .. sorry." Said Yudha with the tightness that he was holding.

"You're married for corn. Shouldn't be taking issue with that. I think I should sleep. Tomorrow morning there's a guardian's visit." Ajeng immediately turned off his phone without waiting for a reply from Yudha.

***

The sun is shining back. Ajeng and Qeera prepare to go to school, this time unaccompanied by a nanny. Just the two of them.

Along the way. Qeera told me what activities at her school. Until it was red lighted. Their car stopped and behind him was a white car owned by Yudha.

Yudha knows it's Ajeng's car. He also wanted to follow her from behind. After the green light returned all the riders went back to walking, so did Ajeng. He turned left towards his daughter's school.

They also arrived at school. The mother and son came down. But by the time he entered the school gate, Yudha was already standing behind them.

"Jeng, Qeera." His call made both of them look.

"Dad." Pekik Qeera slammed into his father's arms. While Ajeng just silently sculpt.