The Loss of Love of My Husband
Difficult To Be Single
"Bun, Dad, why don't you call us as long as we're here?" khanza asked the mother. Khanza is the type of child who has a huge curiosity.
"Maybe Dad was busy working, so he forgot to call us. Let's just sleep yuk," Nisa said to the child.
Nisa stroked her son's back gently. Khanza's eyes slowly fell asleep. Slowly his eyes were sleepy, until finally closed.
The atmosphere in Yogyakarta is very different from that in Jakarta. Moreover, they live in the countryside not in the city. The atmosphere at night is very quiet. Nisa and Khanza slept well, despite not using AC.
Reynaldi glanced at his sleeping lover. Suddenly he remembered the two figures of women who had been present in his life. Reynaldi tried to send a message to his wife.
"Dad kangen the same Mother. Mommy's sleeping not the same Khanza? How are you guys doing in there?" ask Reynaldi in a chat message.
"You guys are asleep? Yes, I slept with you too. Sorry, Dad, it's been busy all day. I just came home and took a shower. It's just going to sleep" Reynaldi wrote.
Reynaldi waited a few minutes, but there was no reply from his wife. He finally decided to sleep after his girlfriend. Nisa was also asleep.
As usual, at 03:00 in the morning Nisa woke up from her sleep. To perform tahajud prayers. Kneel down, pray, and tell her about the restlessness of her heart. Ask for the best directions for the household.
"Have you woken up, Nis?" reprimand the mother.
"Yes, Bun. Just finished the tahajud prayer," said Nisa.
Nisa revealed her plan to invite Khanza and the mother to take a walk to Malioboro. The journey from his home to Malioboro takes two hours to get there.
This morning they intend to take a walk to the market, to buy breakfast and shopping for kitchen necessities. They went to the market on foot.
"Alhamdulillah Nisa can come here. I miss the mood here. The atmosphere here is calm and peaceful. It's not like life in a big city" Nisa said.
"But there's no Dad here. Khanza kangen with Dad" Khanza said with a sad face.
Khanza's words made Nisa feel hesitant to part with Reynaldi. But he also did not want to be combined.
"Yes, later we will also go back to Jakarta," said Nisa.
"You don't know what it's like to be a mother. Your father has hurt Mother and forgotten us" Nisa said in her heart.
Nisa actually felt happy, enjoying the atmosphere in her hometown. Since graduating from college, Nisa decided to migrate and work in Jakarta. In the past, he joined the older brother who lives in Jakarta.
The cost of living in the village is cheaper than living in the city. By spending three hundred thousand money, he could buy various kinds of needs to eat several days.
"Mom, are you ready?" call Nisa.
They will go to Malioboro. The plan, they will rent two motorcycles to take them to Malioboro.
"Bun, I want to ride the delman around," whined Khanza.
They tour the Malioboro area on a delman ride. Khanza looked happy, as did Nisa. Nisa tries not to care about her husband. He even chose to deactivate his phone.
"Why then? My Whatsapp messages that were not answered last night. Now the phone's off" Reynaldi murmured.
Actually, it was very difficult for Nisa to be in this position. The memories with Reynaldi are so sweet, it feels so hard to forget them. Even in Yogyakarta. Nisa remembers being with Reynaldi when they were newlyweds.
After officially getting married, Rey and Nisa had a honeymoon in Yogyakarta for three days. Before they finally returned to Jakarta. Not only that, Nisa also remembered when Lebaran last year they returned home.
"Hopefully I can get through all this" said Nisa.
Nisa bought souvenirs for her husband and father-in-law, negligee for her mother-in-law and also Bi Surti.
He also bought three batik daisies for himself and Khanza. Do not forget to buy some typical Yogyakarta snacks for guru Khanza.
"All of you choose what you want" said Nisa.
"No need, Mother's near her house. If you want, just stay here," said Mother.
Now they are sitting relaxed near Malioboro. Nisa tells of wanting to have a business. To earn income.
"That's good, Nis! As a woman, we need to be creative. Don't just rely on your husband's money. Instead, you have to utilize the existing money for initial capital. We must have our own savings," said Mother Anita.
"Yes, Mother will have sewing experience. Later we find workers, and Mother who directs. We make our own batik brand," said Nisa.
Batik is now famous to foreign countries. A golden opportunity. From batik cloth, we can make various types of clothing. Made fashionable and follow the current trend.
"Pray me, Bun, hopefully. I'm trying to raise money first for capital. Intention used to be at this time," said Nisa.
"Mother will always support Mother's children to do their best" said Mother Anita.
"Mother does understand Nisa the most. From the past until now, Mommy as the seat of Nisa. Nisa dear Mother," said Nisa. Nisa shed her tears, while hugging the body of the Mother. Mother Anita looks stroking her son's back.
"Nisa is tired Bun," said Nisa accompanied by sobs.
"Hush, don't talk like that! You must be excited! No, don't cry like this! Shame is big still crying, tuh seen Khanza," said the mother. Nisa finally wiped her tears.
Khanza looked towards the mother. Even though he is just a child. Khanza understood a little, for what happened to his mother. Lately she has seen her mother crying.
"Mother don't cry! If Bunda is crying, Khanza becomes sad," said Khanza whose eyes have now been glazed.
"Yes, you won't cry anymore! These are my last tears. Mommy does not want to crybaby anymore, embarrassed by Khanza," said Nisa. Nisa tried to smile and laugh, but she ended up crying again and even more profusely.
Until finally Mother Anita told the child to be content to cry, vent his feelings so that Nisa will feel calm.
"Prepare your sorrow, Nis! Do not be detained, Mother and Khanza will accompany you here," said the Mother.
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