TRAPPED IN A MARRIAGE
OF COURSE BORED
It's been almost a week now that Haris hasn't been home. Ninu returns to fill his days by learning to cook with Tanti. Now he is already good at making several types of market snacks.
If Ninu was practicing his cooking he would make quite a lot and share it with the servants in the house. Sometimes in the afternoon they eat together in the gazebo while chatting full of familiarity. It slightly treated Ninu's boredom.
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“Nona” voice sir Otang broke the reverie Ninu who was sitting in the backyard.
“Ya, what's up sir?”
“There's Mr. Budi in front want to meet you”
“Oh yes, I'll be there” Ninu stood tidying up his skirt and hair and then stepped into the living room.
He smiled when he saw Budi
“Assalamualaikum mas” sapanya friendly.
“Waalaikumsalam kak Ninu's. Sorry to interrupt his time” Budi stretched out his hand to greet Ninu, “How are you? Healthy?”
“Not bothering at all, thank God good news. Let's sit mas”
They sit facing. Shortly afterwards Tanti came to bring a drink, “Please drink tuan”
Budi nodded.
“How does a foot feel at home here?” tanya looked at him.
Ninu was confused what to answer, “Ya, so” the sentence showed his confusion, “By the way what is the matter Budi here? Bang Haris is not at home” asked Ninu to switch the conversation.
“I do not have the same needs as him brother, I came here to meet with brother” replied Budi while reaching for a drink glass on the table and sipped it.
“Oh yes? What do you want to meet me?” Ninu.
“Ah nothing sis, happened to pass earlier so stop by first” replied, “What brother is not bored at home continue?” her tanyanya was serious while circulating her gaze through the room.
Ninu sighed, of course he was bored, he was like a bird in a cage.
“Of course bored mas” lamented, “But I don't know how to”
“So you can go for a walk or visit the brother's house, what's his name Agis yes?, there is a pack Eko who can take you where you go. You can also ask Tanti to accompany you. The important thing is that you have to permission first the same bang Haris”
Ninu's eyes glared. It was clear that he was very depressed with his current state, it was difficult, ask permission, Inner Ninu.
“If you want me to also have some references to the course” said Budi while thrusting some colored paper he took from the bag.
Ninu accepted it and then looked at it one by one, there were sewing courses, beauty courses, cooking courses, computer courses and Language courses.
Completely complete, was he deliberately collecting huh?
“Waah...mas Budi got a lot like this from where?” ninu asked with round eyes looking at the papers which turned out to be course brochures.
“It just so happens that I have some friends who have a course, and the one I brought is the best” replied Budi.
“But I'm afraid bang Haris won't allow” he said worriedly.
“So I haven't tried it yet. Try it first kak” advice Budi.
Derrttt.HP Budi vibrating.
Soon he received a call.
“Oh yes brother, I can not be long” said Budi after finishing his chat on the phone, he finished his drink and stood up, "No need not be afraid to talk to Haris. He must have allowed”
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Ninu lay on the bed looking at the paper that Budi had given him earlier, he was very interested.
About what course is suitable for me, his mind, his mind,
Cooking courses like no need to have Tanti. Language courses I'm not interested in. Eh..this course beauty hair and face like good deh.
If Haris does not want to pay the course fee he plans to use the monthly money that Haris gave him, anyway the money is quite large so it will not reduce the ration for Ima.
He read every word on the brochure. This could be my provision later if I'm not with Haris anymore. I could open a salon, maybe a bridal makeup or some kind of wedding organizer. Ninu recalled back to his marriage to Haris, how expensive Haris was to pay her makeup artist back then. Later I will make the servants as my makeup model, she smiled to herself. It was good, he thought.
If Mr. Haris allows me to continue my education. I want to go to college. Looks like my days will be colorful again if I can take classes and lectures, huh.
Ninu turned his body back on his back with open arms, he smilingly stared at the ceiling of his room. I have to be nice to Mr. Haris so that he complies with my wishes.
The sound of a car entering his yard. Ninu moved closer to the window of the room, peeking at who was coming.
He went home apparently, immediately Ninu tidied up his clothes and combed his hair. He'll welcome Haris. That's what my mom told me on her phone a few days ago to always welcome my husband.
Ninu rushed down to the front door, “Assalamualaikum bang” said, then grabbed Haris hand and kissed her.
Haris flinched, what the fuck is he? Her inner being, must be the mother who told her to.
“Waalaikumsalam” answers briefly and immediately goes into the house regardless of Ninu gawking.
Hey. he's not polite yes, I've tried well eh he's cheeky, annoying, Ninu's eyes follow Haris's steps with an annoyed look.
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Ninu sat on the sofa waiting for Haris to come out of the bathroom. He had already prepared clothes for her, a shirt and knee-length shorts.
While in the bathroom, Haris was calming down his heart, which was pounding because Ninu had kissed his hand. For the first time his hand was kissed by a woman he had a special relationship with.
After quite a while Haris finally came out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist, water still dripping from his wet hair. Ninu lowered his gaze.
“This dress bang” his hand thrusting clothes on Haris.
“What are you cooking today?” asked Haris while drying her hair with a small towel.
“I cook balado limbat, cucumber pickled yellow, chicken crispi same mendoan bang” sahut Ninu. it happens that once today he practices cooking with Pak Otang.
Ninu did not know that it was actually Haris who told Pak Otang to let Ninu cook for dinner.
“Since when was the yellow diacar cucumber? Can you cook? Don't be toxic anymore”
“That's typical cuisine of my area bang”
“Hmm..most also village cuisine, definitely not tasty” Haris grunt makes Ninu upset.
“It feels good bang, later you just try”
“It's out there, I want a short break” Haris sat on the sofa and turned on the television.
Ninu left with a sad heart. He always felt humbled by Haris' words and attitude, even though he had tried to do his best according to what his mother told him, but Haris was always cold and always uttered words that were not pleasant to hear.
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