Sorry your Husband I Borrowed
Mother's Threat

On his way home, Boss Robert drove me, Fira and my mother straight home. He said he'd be picked up again tonight, dinner outside.

My mom just kept quiet, didn't agree or refuse. I chatted to Boss Robert. ''The story, there is said to be an official, treat me to food, for my family. What is his purpose.....?'' I said through chat.

''Oh yes. Ask Mr. Robert Airlangga. Later, my mother after Mr. service all out, there is no reciprocity, which I have to pay, in order to break even!'' I still have via whatsapp chat.

''What. I'll kiss you later. Uh not just kiss. I stripped her clothes and let her flap!'' robert's Boss.

Not satisfied with chat. Boss Robert called me.

''Never have you been.tied with your hands and feet, kept kissing. I can't refuse he said on the other end of the phone.

''When do we try yuk, Mi, making love in that style?!'' her door.

''Anyway, now when I say judes-judes, I kiss. No matter in front of people. Then, the second sanction, if you don't really talk or wear angry is not clear with me, I strip his clothes. Choose which. First option or second option?'' the cerocos is still by phone.

''Official but not polite, same men!'' my protest.

''Not a man. That mother, my concubine. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!'' he said on the other end of the phone.

''Don't want to. Very sori. I don't want to be a concubine!''

''Ahaha. Yes, so wife, queen of my heart, huh? Got two statuses. Wife and also empress at heart.''

''Mi..prepared yes, later tonight we are dinner with your mama!'' he said, trying to divert the conversation.

''Mama? I don't have a mama. But, I only have my mother.'' protested and she chuckled.

''You want mom or mom, the important thing is I want to invite dinner with the prospective in-laws.'' he said again fantasizing about being my mother's daughter-in-law.

Scroll wall clock, it's 19.00 wib. I also get ready to shower. So is Fira. Mom, still cool watching soap opera in front of the TV.

''Mom, we're getting ready. In a moment, after the prayer, we will be invited by my boss, I said, reminding the mother again about the invitation of Boss Robert to dinner.

Mom got up, headed for the bathroom. Then, he said he wanted to pray first, just follow dinner.

''Wi...if mom doesn't come, can't you?'' ask mom for my opinion.

I protested immediately. If you don't go, I better not go to dinner.

''You are, Wi. My mother didn't come. Dingy. Mother is full.'' he.

I'll finally cancel the deal with Boss Robert. I said that my mother didn't want to be invited to dinner, because she was full.

Boss Robert respected him.

''I'm afraid, dinner is the same as the prospective in-laws said Boss Robert in a disappointed tone.

''How about tomorrow. Anyway before your mother returns to Tanjungpinang, I want to take her to dinner.'' he said expectantly.

I promise to persuade you tomorrow.

''May my mother wish, if tomorrow is invited to dinner together.'' I promise Boss Robert.

''If you do not want to eat dinner together, instead we go for a walk. Just tell me we're going to the beach.''

''People do not want to, continue to be forced. It's up to my mom dong!''

Boss Robert chuckled.

''Why the hell, ask about him. It has nothing to do with us.''

''Cie. Why be angry, if there is no relationship?'' repelled.

The next day, early in the morning, my mother woke up. I heard, since the dawn of the Adhan, my mother has been awake. As usual, not at home alone, or at home I, the mother is always diligent to make breakfast for her children. In fact, I myself like to be lazy when cooking for breakfast. At most, eating toast equals drinking warm tea. Had enough. Ahead of 10.00 wib, I always go to the office cafeteria, vegetable lontong breakfast.

''Mother.don't be diligent, dong. It's still morning. Wi is also rare, not even the usual breakfast. It's still early morning. Mother rest first.'' I said still with eyes holding back sleepiness.

Understandably, if it's Saturday Sunday off, I must wake up in broad daylight. In fact, Fira also participated in waking up during the day, if the holiday.

''Mi.to the beach yuk, '' invite Fira who suddenly also participate wake up early.

''Hm..Mami's daughter is very much in demand if the grandmother is home again.'' call me, and Fira is spoiled in her grandmother's lap.

''May you go to the beach, as long as Fira does not bathe in the sea.'' said I gave him a condition.

''Well, ''' he said disappointed and he slipped into his room again.

''Surely he was delirious. Wake up early in the morning and ask for the beach!'' chirps mom.

''Wi..you must be honest with mother.'' he said and instantly my heart immediately dag dig dug der, not because. This is Boss Robert.

I thought, Mom, I forgot about that. It turned out that he still continued to pursue and find out until he got the right answer.

''If you don't tell me too, you don't have to go back to Tanjungpinang, and don't call me mother anymore.'' threatened mom don't play games.

''Yes Allah.like a trap, my mother's question is.'' I strangled myself.

''You still appreciate your mother, right? Your father no longer exists. So who do you value anymore? Still want to keep it a secret from your mother?'' press mom again, introgasi me.

I tried to take a long breath. Trying to find the right words to tell my mom.

''How long have you been with your boss?''

''She knows you have a husband. Have children?''

''does he not think, if later your husband knows, what will it be?''

The question was thrown at me in a row and I tried to calm down, face it.

''After all, I won't agree if you split up with Arga. He's not good is it you? Not given a living? Try now tell me everything. I need to know your real problem. Because, how many times, you keep telling Arga to divorce!''

''Do not continue to be the daughter-in-law of the useless mother.'' I cried in my heart.

''He did give me a birth living. But, you know, I never got an inner living from him.''

That word I wanted to say to Mom. I swear I didn't dare.

''News.please tell the same story mom. You still consider me a living mother, right? Or do you think that mom is dead?'' mother and I spontaneously hugged her, with my sobs.

''Every mother asks you a story, you must cry. What exactly is the problem. Mother does not like to see women cry like this.'' he said while patting my shoulders, and rubbing my tears that melted soaked my cheeks.

''But I swear to God I cannot tell you about my household. It's a disgrace to me and my husband.'' I said crying as much as I could.

''Oh Allah, what do you mean to speak like that. Aib what?'' asked the astonished mother mixed with anger.

''Now this is how it is. You want to tell the story or not, same mom. If you don't want to tell a story, remember no longer need to say I am my son.'' threatened the mother firmly, and she passed from before me.(connect)