The Retaliation of a Wife Considered a Household Parasite
8: Many Care
The news of the talaq and also the divorce of Arum immediately spread. Everything becomes pity and pity for Arum especially for Aidan. Of course, they denounced Angga's decision.
A series of support is done by market people who have known Arum for five years more the woman takes care of her food stall that never deserted. Although not outright, most of their support is not just words. Because Aidan was also flooded with gifts.
Aidan gets a lot of clothes as well as a baby blanket. Including some kind of baby mattress that Arum plans to buy. Yes, Arum planned to buy a baby mattress because the woman could not bear if Aidan also only slept on a floor mattress like he would do later tonight in his stall shop.
Now, at night, different shades of Arum feel. Inside his diner shophouse, he was alone with Aidan. Arum curled up on the floor mattress that the woman had just bought this afternoon. One of the tote bags contained his clothes and Aidan, he made a pillow. Next to him and he continued to look closely, Aidan was already sound. Arum's gaze slowly became distorted, staring at the ceiling of his frame.
In the shophouse measuring two meters and a half times six meters, the atmosphere was completely silent. Make the sound of the fan engine and also the hum of the refrigerator next to Arum, as a night song there. Arum knows, of all the shophouses there, only his shophouse is inhabited. The rest is completely abandoned by the owner. But at three in the morning, the market people, especially traders, usually have arrived.
Honestly Arum is scared. The woman was afraid that there were bad people who came and did not hesitate to attack. Because rather than ghosts, Arum is much more afraid of human-like demons like the family Angga. Discussing Angga, Arum felt very hurt because the man did not tell him at all to just ask Aidan news. Never come directly, just a phone or send a message just not.
Already Rum, there you can stress if you keep thinking Angga. Fortunately no, loss yes, inner Arum encourages itself.
Arum just closed his eyes after pulling the jarit cloth that he made a blanket to cover his body completely, when the roar of a soft-sounding motor typical of the motor matic, was heard approaching and even stopped right in front of his shophouse. That instant Arum was awake. The woman's heart became beating very fast because the motorbike engine was turned off, as if the rider was indeed going to approach the rukonya. Which makes Arum chaotic, no other because after the sound of steps was also heard approaching, the pounding done carefully also up to decorate the door of the frame.
It shouldn't be Angga. Yes, it shouldn't be, Arum. He looked up. On its upper wall, time shows eleven o'clock at night past fifteen minutes.
Intentions ignited as if the frame was not occupied, Aidan instead cried and maybe because of shock.
“Excuse me. .. Good night. I want to buy.” The voice of the man who was somewhat soft at once carefully, accompanied the pounding.
Arum who had grabbed Aidan and tried to calm him down, was getting no better. He deliberately held Aidan and then stuffed the boy's mouth with the source of ASI on his right. Aidan went straight to the lackey and did not cry anymore, but from the outside, the gentle voice of the man accompanied by a cautious knock still continued.
“Assalamualaikum, .. excuse me. Ma'am, I want to buy boiled noodles. My wife's cravings again, Ma'am. He said Mama was inside. I'm not a bad guy, Ma'am. Three weeks ago, my wife ate boiled noodles here, and she said it was delicious. It's been from yesterday, my wife has trouble eating. Please help, Ma'am.”
Arum thinks more and more, considering the explanation of the man who still scares him, even if you reflect on the reason the man came because his wife is craving, Arum so not hearty. From the outside, the man continued to convince that the wife was craving boiled noodles made by Arum. Luckily, there was another voice that was heard and Arum was known as the voice of the market. The loud voice of the market hansip approached, greeting the man and they looked familiar. This fact also made Arum decide to open the door.
Until a while steering, Arum has also started cooking boiled noodles. A glass of coffee and a glass of sweet tea has also been presented at the table for the noodle buyers who are also accompanied by market hansip. The man drank coffee, the man drank tea.
Arum who had been quietly listening to sure, the man who was willing to wait and wake him up just to be able to buy boiled noodles was not an ordinary person. Judging from his appearance even though it was not stylish, the man who was irritated to talk looked very neat. The face and skin are pure white, similar to Chinese even though the eyes are not narrow. And from the chat that is still ongoing, the man has an important position in the fake eyelash company that Arum has known to be the additional income of people in his village.
“Pak Kusno, .. This is a real Mama who has a stall, right, yes? My wife said, who has a stall again pregnant,” said the man who had been called Mr. Kalandra.
Arum can still hear the chatter, including a reply from Mr. Kusno who was previously heard doing it while drinking coffee.
“Udah that lahiran. Now that his son is sleeping,” said Mr. Kusno who then whispered, telling the case of Arum who divorced after knowing the husband will marry again complete with suffering that also the woman experienced.
Arum who does not know the secret chat between Pak Kusno and Pak Kalandra, feel fine. But when five hundred thousand bills became the payment he received for two servings of boiled noodles and a glass of coffee and a glass of tea, Arum wondered.
“Pak Kusno, that's who, anyway? This is a lot, you know!” said Arum whispering even though Mr. Kalandra had gone using his motor matic. Yang Arum remembered, just before leaving, Kalandra had focused on looking at Aidan. A look of pity that seemed so sincere that Arum became touched.
“Yes you don't know, Rum? That's his name Kalandra sir. The important man in the fake eyelash factory, you know. His father DPR, his house near the big National High School, the biggest one! So, even though quiet, the person is very good!” pak Kusno's story.
Hearing that, Arum reflexes. “Terus this?” he said he was still discussing the payment from Mr. Kalandra which for him was too much. Of course it's too much.
While smiling casually, Mr. Kusno who is ready to help Arum close the shop said, “Have, just accept it, consider it Aidan!” sustenance
Arum who was initially thought of, hurriedly helped Mr. Kusno close the door of the shophouse. However, the typical uniform man of a hansip was forbid it on the grounds that Arum had just given birth and was afraid to go down.
“You're new, don't lift that heavy first!” reprimand pak Kusno.
“There are many Mr. Kusno.” Arum is truly grateful. As those closest to him vie to hurt him and even hurt Aidan, many others still care about even the truly innumerable cares that Arum is at a loss for how to repay.
“Alhamdullilah ya Alloh, .. sustenance Aidan,” watered Arum glazed while holding five pieces of money a hundred thousand very rigid and new. “Pas is the same as Angga, I never got this much. Most if the stalls again rame, it must also be divided for capital again the same take care of the kitchen of the house.”