THE THOUSAND-MOUTHED BROTHER-IN-LAW
35. Suspicious

Pov: Tyas

"Why did Bun yell...."

The steps of the mas said quickly approached me. I was no longer able to say a word in front of my husband. I just looked down, and then mas said followed my gaze.

"O Allah Bun, this must be the work of the benefit brother." The face of Mas said is very emotional. If he was just so angry at this sight, let alone me who was intending to give.

I looked at the two plastic packs of chicken noodles that were already scattered below. Unintentionally the clear circles floating in both of my eyes flashed past my cheeks without excuse.

I felt that my good intentions were not producing any results at all. I feel myself bad, who is unable to repair the relationship of brother.

"Of course, let's go in. Soon Maghrib time, God tests our patience." The mas said. It seems that right now only my husband understands this situation.

I just followed the steps of the mas said inside and let the package scatter in front of the back door of my house. I saw Khumay who had been carried by mas said and brought to the bathroom.

Mas said painstakingly bathed my little daughter, playing around in a tub filled with water and colorful little balls.

After the completion of the mas said bathing khumay, then he told me to immediately clean the body. I nodded and walked into the bathroom.

My heart still aches considering what Faedah has done. I still don't understand why he hates me so much. Even before marriage he was a person who contributed to my relationship and mas said.

"Already mother... Don't forget, the important thing is that we've been good to them. If today's incident has hurt your heart so much, you should not waste time taking care of their lives." The voice of mas said sounded indifferent.

Is it possible that all this time I was too much to care about them. I feel like what I do is normal.

***

As the night approached I slept, vaguely heard the sound of a car coming to the house of Bandi bang and Faedah. Because I was awake, I finally took a glass of water back to wet my throat.

But as my legs rose, I was surprised not to find my husband in the room. Is it because I just woke up not paying attention around me.

'where is mas said now' murmured to myself.

I pulled out the phone and then pressed the call for her, but I felt I wasn't thinking negatively about the affair. It's just that I feel like there's something mas said was hiding from me during my marriage. Because I often find my husband who suddenly disappeared from the room when I was awake. And when kepagi , wanted to ask, he always quickly went to see his cattle and busied himself. And go home when the sun has reached its peak. When he left, he drank only a little of the glass that I served.

This time I waited for the mas said to come home, but from the early hours of the morning I was awake, until four in the morning there was no sign of her presence at the door of the house.

Five minutes later I waited, heard from a distance the sound of the KLX motor. I rushed into the room and pretended to close my eyes.

About five homes before our home, the sound of the motor was deliberately turned off. Then suddenly there was a scream of the brake stopped on the porch of the house. Too weird that mas said, even if he plays women, I'm not sure. Because my WhatsApp number was intercepted. Just a message from his friend that sometimes I don't understand what it means.

He always reasoned, it was just something about motorcycles. I honestly believe it, because I don't understand anything about automotive.

Slowly enter the house, without making a sound. It's like a thief who wants to take something away from his victims.

Then I heard back that it was like pushing his bike into the house. Then now his footsteps could be heard heading to the room we occupied.

Then he laid his body very slowly beside me. Because my position is facing my son's khumay, so I can't see the face of the mas said behind me.

I felt her hands curling around my neck, and her breathing felt at my neck. His body was very hot like a person with a high fever.

As long as I find out he's gone a lot of the sudden. Surely he will do the same thing after coming home, which is to do husband-wife relations. But this time I was waiting for him to come.

"Dad."

"Hm...." Answer's short.

"Dad gone suddenly again?" I asked without further ado.

"As usual, Bun... Hang out for a while. It wasn't long before, going home about twelve o'clock in a minute" he replied without looking at my face. He was busy playing games on his phone.

Even heat is sick to hear the lies of my own husband, the man I trust so much. People who have understood so much. But behind it all he kept a big lie.

"Oh yeah? It was taken care of at two o'clock is it? Is the clock at home broken, or is that the speed?"

Hearing my words, mas said turned his face towards me who was sitting on the edge of the bed, while polishing a little of my face.

"Let's see? Could it be Bun? You see, I always come home at that hour," he said again, adding to his lie.

He got up and headed for the living room, pretending to look at the hanging wall clock.

"Oohs... This is like Bun's speed? Let me be real first, will you?" The third time he lied to me today.

My heart feels pain when I hear his words.

"Ehmm whereas the mother checks the same clock on the phone, the same Lo? The usual on the phone is always right. How weird is that." Now I deliberately said that made a note of emphasis.

His face was beginning to get restless. Then he pulled out his phone, and compared it between a wall clock, a cell phone and a watch.

"Astaghfirullah's... Turns out dad's clock is slow Bun? Means all this time the mother returned home later, because she always saw the clock in the hand.

"So much difference, huh? Is it okay if suddenly azan at the wrong time?" I always answer her words with the words that cornered her.

"Sorry huh? You're not careful?" Please with a face. But I still don't believe it.

"Yes, is it Yah, is it khilaf? Mother was also a caliph suddenly woke up, why wait for the father who came home at four past Thirty minutes. Then you want to kedaour first, ready for breakfast." Then I set foot into the kitchen. But my feet had not yet reached me, I came back to my husband.

"Is today like breakfast? Let me say sorry! How's it?"

After hearing that sentence, the face of the mas said changed instantly. His agitated voice, adding to my suspicions.

Finished in the kitchen, and I prepared everything. I called mas said, I got him first, just like every day.

"Eh, yeah? It's still warm." I put a plate containing rice, as well as his favorite vegetable SOP.

He seemed hesitant when he put rice in his mouth, but he kept doing it in front of me, to erase my suspicions.

When the food came in, he tried to soften the contents between his teeth. But when he wanted to swallow, his face was red as if he wanted to get something out of his mouth.

Without being able to be held back, mas said had vomited his stomach contents. His face was deathly pale, he immediately downed the bottle filled with drinking water, which was always in the refrigerator.

He rushed to the back, approaching the livestock as usual. I look at his back has disappeared behind the palm trees that surround his livestock.

'What is this, yeah? What are you hiding from me your wife'