Sorry your Husband I Borrowed
Simalakama

I approached my mother, because her heart was still wounded. All because of my attitude that is still not willing to tell about my household problems with Mas Arga.

''Now, which Arga. Why is it that as long as mom's here, she's not back and forth?'' ask mom, suspicious.

I also don't know where he went. He never bothered, wherever he went. So too, I. Mas Arga and I have started to take care of each other's lives and no one cares about each other.

''Oh my God forget, want to tell the same mother. He's on duty out of town, ma'am, call me lying.

''Mom wants you to call her, now.'' she asked firmly.

''Duh. I hope the phone is off, I said praying in my heart.

I tried calling her. Unappointed.

Mom immediately glanced at me.

''Here let the mother call.'' he said asking for my phone.

Without thinking, I handed my phone to my mother.

''Just say I want to talk, ''' said my mother asking me to send a chat to Mas Arga.

''Mother, I want to talk to you, please pick up your phone.'' I sent the chat. I see, it was read by Mas Arga. He called me right back.

''Assallamaallaikum Ibu,'' said Mas Arga via video call.

''Why is this with you guys?'' ask the mother to the point to Mas Arga.

''Mother.at home, yes. Sorry mom, Arga is still in Jakarta, explained Mas Arga and mom look emotional, because the question is not answered.

''Weird.....! I asked what, answer him what?!'' chirp mom, sewot.

''When are you back?'' ask mom again.

''Tomorrow, God willing mother,'' his promise to mother.

Mother decided, she had to meet Arga first, before returning to Tanjungpinang.

''Mom, wait for you to get home. After that we talk about everything.'' said mother, weakened.

To be honest, I was sad to see my mother disappointed like that. But I am not ready to face reality myself. Mother must be angry if I insist on remaining separated from Mas Arga.

''Forgive Winona yes, if you have to make the decision to separate from Mas Arga, '' said I began to have the courage to say to mother again.

''Don't talk. Wait for Arga to come back, let everything be clearer. I don't want to hear one-sided stories, about the reason you want to divorce said the mother who began to shed tears.

''O Allah, what am I wrong until You test with this test. My son's household should be disbanded. In fact, the late husband always advised, Winona should always get along well with her husband. Sick O Allah...must hear the news of this divorce plan.'' complained softly, while continuing to cry as you please.

''Forgive Wi, yes. Wi has not been able to make mom happy.'' said I who also began to shed tears.

''Actually Wi also did not want all this to happen. Wi wants to live happily with Wi's husband. But...., '' I said I don't want to continue that sentence.

''But what?!'' ask the curious mother.

''But ''But....Ma'am. Promise yes.it's both of us's secrets. Don't tell anyone.'' said I was nervous.

''Mom promised, I will keep this secret until anytime.'' Mom promised me.

''Mas Arga!'' call me.

''How do you mean?'' mom looks confused.

''If this is the way, Wi pasrah bu.''

Mother was silent, like giving a pause in conversation between us.

''Thirteen years, ma'am, Winona is living like this. Each one's life I said began to clarify the story.

''He cheated for thirteen years?'' ask mom, I want to know.

Mom kept pushing me. Until I finally told her with courage.

''Mother....Mas Arga is ODHA!''

Mom was silent, not asking anymore.

''Astagfirullah.

''You don't make up stories.''

I changed the silent one. I don't believe my story.

''How did this happen?''

I went back to silence.

''Okay, everything is clear to me. Now, mom raise your hand. It's all up to you. Whatever it is your decision, mom can't interfere said mother and she was still crying.

We hugged, as if we wanted to spill this sadness together.

''Forgive mom, Wi. Mother doesn't know. I'm always mad at you, seeing you both as your boss. So, that's all the reason why you should split up.'' he said softly.

Mom's voice shook as she said that and I hugged her tightly.

''Forgive mom once again. All this time mother has sinned, obstructing your divorce plan with her.''

''So, for 13 years you've been all this, all alone?''

''Yes Allah Wi. Mother did not expect at all. I'm sorry dear.'' said mother repeatedly, and hugged me tightly.

''It's over ma'am, between me and Mas Arga. It was since Gio's age that he was 1 year old. Since then, Wi's life has been ruined, ma'am. I don't know who else to complain to, other than Allah.''

''Also, why now, after thirteen years, you have told me everything.''

''Mother is stupid, cannot understand her own child.'' said the mother as if to blame her.

''Mother.this is not the mother's fault. All because Wi is no longer strong, mom keeps it in her heart. Therefore, Wi make a decision now, even though it is too late. Wi steadily parted ma'am, from Mas Arga, I said explaining to mother, bluntly.

''In the future, what are your plans after the divorce? Mom is ready to accept your return home mom.'' she said still crying in my arms.

I tried to calm him down. Said I would deal with it.

''So, mom calm down. I will be strong and good again mother, after there will be a bright spot of my divorce with Mas Arga.'' said I reassured mother.

''Mas Arga also resigned, this time at my decision.''

Mom broke out of my embrace. He said his head was suddenly dizzy and wanted to lie down for a while.

''Wi ''Wi.ibu dizzy. Can lay down for a moment.''

I led him straight to Fira's room. Coincidentally, Fira has been asleep in my room since 21:00 wib. Mom, you can relax there yourself.

In my heart, I felt guilty, already telling my problem to mom. I must have been in a deep shock after hearing everything.

''Forgive me, O Allah. The woman I love most in the afterlife, must be hit hard with my story.''

I actually don't want to tell my mom.

''Bang.'' I said in a chat, to Boss Robert.

''I told my mother, and it seemed like I was in shock to hear my story.'' I said again.

''How yes. Honestly I feel so guilty, it has made my mother's heart hurt.''

''Pray for the best for your mother. I will also pray for my future-in-law, so that mother does not why. If we cover up, one day, your mother must be even more shocked to know your story from others.'' said Boss Robert tried to calm me. (connect)