Sorry your Husband I Borrowed
Mom Doesn't Agree to Divorce

For the umpteenth time Boss Robert came to Tanjungpinang. Actually I want to refuse. Again, there will be a third world war.

Because there is still my mission that has not been implemented, I was forced to go to Tanjungpinang secretly.

Surprisingly, he always found my whereabouts.

When meeting, debates and brawls ensue.

"Actually you why Mi, already twice to Tanjungpinang, secretly. You met a male!" he snapped and I immediately charged emotions like that.

"Like me. You are not my husband. Why did you ban me!" reply emotion.

Boss Robert slapped me.

*Plak!

My emotions are rising again. I bit her arm and she pulled my hijab, almost falling apart.

"Oh my God, please help me Mom. I was persecuted" I shouted in the port area of Sri Bintan Pura, Tanjungpinang.

Instantly he let go.

I also looked for a taxi. He I left alone in the harbor. But, before long, she also saw me following me with Go-Jek.

"Yes Allah. Why is it so unlucky today." I muttered while fixing my hijab that had been pulled by Boss Robert.

If it's like this, I feel like a simalakama fruit. Want to separate difficult, especially survive increasingly difficult as well.

I see he's still following me from behind. In the taxi, I shed tears. Why should I meet a man as possessive as him.

When the taxi I was riding approached the house, I was confused. What will I say if my mother sees my eyes puffy, like this. I hope my mother never asks.

The taxi stopped in front of my house and he stopped too, getting off the gojek.

Like nothing happened she greeted mom in her friendly way.

"Assallamoallaikum ma'am" he said when he met my mother on the porch. It just so happened that my mother was watering flowers that afternoon.

I who was still shackled by emotions, suddenly died down to see his attitude. O Allah.Why is this man always present in my life.

"Waallaikum Salam's. In and out" said my mother, welcoming me and Boss Robert.

"Where's fira?" ask my mom for the first time.

"She doesn't want to follow her mom" I said.

"Yes make coffee first, there for the guests" the mother and I ordered straight into the kitchen.

That night, Robert and I went out. Dinner together. When I finished, he took me to the hotel. Because every time he went to Tanjungpinang he slept in a hotel. I rarely sleep in my house.

This time I did not go to her hotel room. After I delivered the motorbike, I quickly returned. I don't want to argue with him anymore.

I also returned home. At home, my mother was astonished.

"Hurry out with her, Tumben?" chirped mom wonder.

"She's meeting with the ma'am."

"Ooo.., uh...,"

"He slept in a hotel, right?"

"Yes Ma'am,"

"Mom just reminded you. You're the status of a man's wife, the way with other men. If you know other people who know your husband, it could be a big problem," said mom worried about me.

I kept quiet because I didn't know what to answer. At most I can only listen to what mom says.

"Where. You've talked about Arga yet?" ask mom full search.

"Already, Mom!"

"She agreed, Mom!"

"Keep the kids?" ask mom again.

"Gio's with Mas Arga and Fira and I'm Mom."

Suddenly after that mom asked about Boss Robert.

"Right now answer mom's question. What is your relationship with Boss Robert?" ask mom for the umpteenth time.

"So ordinary friends, Mom. Just a working relationship. I'm his subordinate and he's my superior" I'm obviously trying not to get nervous.

Because I replied in that sentence earlier, when my mother asked me about my relationship with Boss Robert.

"Friends? You're a subordinate and he's a superior? Work relations? Time yes. Mom doesn't believe it. I've asked you many times. But you still don't want to be honest with mom. You've been dating a long way, right. Every time he goes to Tanjungpinang he must come," explained the mother at length.

I was silent again. I'll let you talk at length about me and Boss Robert. If I answered, I would have lied to my mother a lot. What I say does not fit with reality. I'm afraid you're mad at me if I'm honest with her.

"Now, I can propose no. If you want to feel the smell of heaven. Leave the man and serve your husband. You don't want to feel the smell of heaven?"

I went back to silence. Because my mother's questions are hard to answer. As a sane person, I definitely want to feel the smell of heaven. But, will I suffer until the end of my life, along with the man who did not want to touch me at all. I'm his wife. But, he was disgusted to touch me.

I finally cried. Lamenting what happened to me.

"You think about it, Winona. If you are divorced, and married to another man will not necessarily be happy" said the mother advises.

Maybe there is a point, mother said. But, my mind has been tormented for thirteen years.

"Don't you feel sorry for Arga if you split up?"

"But he doesn't need me anymore, ma'am." I said.

"How do you need?" urge mother.

"She won't touch me again, Mom" I said sadly.

"I told you, didn't I?" imbuhku.

My mother changed silence.

Then my mother gave me a suggestion, why not talk okay.

I told mom, don't talk. He was just indifferent to me. Let alone me, to the children there is also absolutely no attention. He is busy with his own world.

Mom was crying this time.

She said she felt guilty. Because my mother never paid attention to me. I said same mom, her name is household, nothing is smooth, Mom.

"Maybe it's my destiny, ma'am. My soul mate is the same Mas Arga got here."

"So you're seriously divorced?"

"Yes....Ma,"

"Oh Allah. What else do you want. There is no point in your advice at length" said the mother in a disappointed tone.

"If your father knew. Surely he is sad to see you who chose a divorce from his favorite daughter-in-law," said the mother again still shed her tears.

"Oh my God, my mother does not agree that I am divorced. But how about it." I muttered sadly.

"God willing, this is the best, ma'am" I said reassuring my mother.

The next morning, Boss Robert came to my house. Mother again engaged in a close conversation with him. But, it's weird. My mother never asked me how much it had to do with me.

To the extent that Boss Robert really wished he had been asked about his closeness to me.

But, the umpteenth time to Tanjungpinang Boss Robert never asked. I just took the information from me.

On the other hand, mother greeted Boss Robert kindly, although behind it she seemed to disagree that I was both the same Boss Robert.(connected)