What Is Married?
Is this Regretful?

This afternoon, I have an appointment with Ria. My classmate from High School. He's a good, cheerful boy. Smiling often, and well, polite in nature, understand her a religious girl who wears a hijab.

Ria has filled a lot of my days. He also unconsciously became my personal advisor, when I was a bit wrong with the disgusting relationship I had. Yeah, you know, even though I don't believe in a relationship, but well, I used to be dating. Although finally repeatedly sad ending. And it makes me tired.

But anyway, life has to go on, it is not important to discuss the rotten past. Ughhhh!

Huh!.

I'm not sure, I haven't seen Ria in three years. And well there's a reason of its own, which makes me lose track of her after she's married.

Ria is no longer, filling my weekend like it used to be. Because I know her life is different. I don't want to disturb him. She is busy being a wife and is now the mother of two small children.

But that's not what has kept me down for years. Among my four friends Ria, Elsi, Dena, and Yuli, only I am unmarried. Only a girl named Melisa Kusomo is still single. And you know what it's like, like life is sidelined.

Actually I didn't feel a little isolated at first, that's. I don't think status is a barrier for us to still be friends.

But all was silent, while attending the last wedding of my four companions, the Yuli. I really feel inferior not a reed.

"O my gad!"

"When did sa come?"

"Yes, when is marriage?"

"When we're paired"

"Yes, you're a spinster"

"Yes sa, about your money, don't enjoy the paradise of the world"

"Or maybe you, do not practice sa, Ha... Uh.huh..."

Their jokes laugh at me so badly. My world collapsed at that time.

They stopped mocking and insulting me. In the meantime I can't do anything just shut up and pretend to smile.

In my heart, he said

"One day you will surely regret this insult"

That's when I decided to stay a little away from them. I think it was too much for their jokes at that time. My heart is not broken.

And look who's winner of the next game?

Ironically, today. Well I agree to a meeting of one of them. I think there's no harm either, to be able to repair a rather tenuous relationship. Moreover, I think only Ria who held my hand at that time, when feeling very angry at the wedding yuli. He was the only one who cared about my anger. Besides being honest, I miss talking to him.

"Meetings"chat Ria

"Yes well"my blbs are simple

And the cafe that used to be our meeting choice was the goal.

I sat as usual on the corner bench, with two brown-painted wooden chairs.

And now, it's been 15 minutes I've been waiting for him with a glass of lemon tea without sugar.

"Salamu'alaikum Lisa!"that voice I immediately recognized

"Wa'alaikumsalam, Ria" I replied smiling sweetly artificial.

I noticed for a moment that his appearance had now changed. It looks simple wearing a wide black lick with a brown robe. Far from the once stylish, fashionable, veiled modern pasmina, blezer with cloth pants and accessories are complete. His body was also a little fat. I know she has given birth to two children. So surely the body is not far from the look of mothers.

And of all the striking differences that are none other than his face. Doesn't look as bright as it used to be, looks more dull less well-maintained.

"Let's sit down dong"my welcome is friendly.

"Yes"he nodded and sat down and put his bag on the table

"Over time we don't meet" I'm familiar

"Yes old" he answered briefly with a facial expression that seemed to want to reveal something. And no words came out of his mouth.

"What did you drink?"I want to melt the atmosphere

"I'm a pesenin"

"Want to lis?"answer meekly

"OK"

"How are you?" The question is a bit awkward.

"Yes gini, my own eyes"

"Oh"he's blank like there's something.

"You, why the hell, there's a problem, let's tell dong!"my feet hold his hands

"No, there's nothing" he replied normally but I noticed his eyes were watering.

"Yes, I'm drinking it"

"....."

He didn't answer. I think he agrees.

"Mom!"call me

A black woman with a hat came up to me.

"Drink what?"

"...."

He was still silent, this time ducking down, like he wanted to wipe his tears.

"Mbk lemon tea yes one, and pasta grill two yes"

"There's more mbak"

"Yes, two more roast pasta later wrapped up huh"

"Yep" my nod, and the waiters passed

"Who are you pesen a lot, for whom?"the somewhat fluid sentence started to come out from his incantation

"Yes to you and me"

"Wrapped too"

"Oh if that's it, for you and your children, calm down I pay for everything" I explained smiling

"I'm sorry lis, I took care of you, when we just met"

"No, I understand"

"I've heard it all, from aunt Lilik"

Convince me when I don't know anything. Because meeting aunty lilik was a bit rare, if not very important, even though he was my superior in the office.

I was just luring him to talk. Because I know as a person who knows long enough, Ria is a figure that is very difficult to tell about her. You could say he's a pretty private person.

"Ah, so mama told you everything, mama told me about my household problems"

"Yes, not all of it, but yes I can guess, you must have trouble again, right"

"Come dong's story, I'm ready to horrify everything"

"Thank you lis, huh!!" He sighed

"i don't know lis, whether I'm sorry or not, I should have finished my education, work, then married, not like gini, should I dread my mother first"

"You mean you're sorry you got married"

"I don't know lis, which obviously now I don't know, where I'm going, I'm confused, in the meantime, mama keeps on beating me. Because of the young marriage"

"Now, every day in a state of lack, yes very lack, must be ready, every day, sometimes eating sometimes baseball, fighting constantly, because of this and that living, my life is destroyed like hell"

What, Ria is that miserable, which I know her family is quite. Even auntie lilik one of my reasons at the office.

"What is your husband doing now"

"Yes still a teacher, but I know what teacher's salary is, let alone he is honorary. Only three hundred thousand a month"

"300rb really, that's my dollar a month"

"Yes, lis, what kind of money, indeed the problem of rice, and basic necessities, borne by the school, because we also live in the school to clean and maintain the school, side food can come from where, plus this money, to seek treatment if eza, and nino is sick suddenly, how, must the debt here and there continue!, I'm tired of liz, I'm tired of, really tired of hiksss hikss"he said in tears. This time his tears flowed. Not arrested anymore

"I'm sorry, lis, I want a divorce, hiksss hiksss" she continued crying in a hoarse voice.

"Prophey"my advice is to bring the chair closer, stroke his back and hug him. How much I am, I am also confused as to what to do. I am also afraid of marriage.

"Son, what about your kids, they're kids"

"Yes, lis, it's just them that kept me going this way"he said, wiping away tears. And I took off my arms.

"Why don't you work?"my advice is light

"Yes, I want to, but he doesn't want me, and the reason is always kids, nobody takes care of me"

"Hm!!!"hel me while drinking lemontea

"I resigned lis, resigned to my life"

"Can't give up that way, you sell online only, right he said it can be that, while taking care of children"

"Hahh!, sell online what lis, capital from where, to eat just not enough, want to ask mama, embarrassed liz, has a lot of debt to mama"

"Hm...you are not cooking pinter, why do not you sell food?"

"This is your order" said the waiters who arrived carrying a tray containing my order. And 2 packs of pasta.

"Oh yeah, thanks mbak" I said

And the waiters smiled and passed.

"Hm.but the problem?"

"Modal, just calm down I can do it"

"Not that, lis, I'm not a pinter business, how many times also sell, yes it's clothes, food, everything that mama modalin, but at the end of it, not the road, abis capital, make a need, I want a job, but huh! what work, with High School graduates, besides that little nino is also still ASI"

"Hm.., honestly, I'm confused, if I suggest divorce, I think I don't pantes deh, give the best advice, because you know yourself, I'm not a wedding expert. But if you ask about your heart, I just suggest, to answer what your heart says, we will live to be happy, not miserable, you will know what makes you happy"

Ria smiled warmly at me.

"Hm yes lis, you really, sorry I used to, who was followed-looking at them, mocked you who were not married, I thought marriage was beautiful at first, but the reality is not more like a prison, without a holding cell"

I looked, Ria is full of sincerity that I never thought. I didn't know that he could easily say something of deep regret.

"Son, I don't know, what did you think, at that time, I'm sorry about everything. It's okay you guys get married, I don't, aka seneng yourself. Because to be honest, I do not believe in marriage, I do not believe that the couple makes us happy, but now try to understand, your circumstances and my circumstances are clearly different. I'm only responsible for myself, while you have to take responsibility with two young children, who need you as a mother. It can't be for you, so suddenly cruel left them both so alone".

"Yes you're right lis, I still survive it because of them"

"Hm. Yeah I understand that. I'm not a marriage counselor either, but I'm just a normal human being who has feelings and dislikes people who don't want to take responsibility for their actions. Now there is no more use you mengesel, or moaning for your life choices. I think you need to keep breathing for them, they need you"

Ria nodded

"Now be a mother, not a wife, here I have money, not how much, just you can sell again or this is the business card where my sister's shop works, you can work there as a shopkeeper, yes the salary is good, I'm sure enough, I'll call my sister for your recomendation"I'll tell you

"Still lis, thank you"he hugged her tightly all of a sudden. I feel a little happy because I can lighten the burden of his troubles

"Yes, I'm saying yes, bill" he called me.

Soon the lady approached carrying a note paper with a number that I had to pay

And our meeting is over. I feel I have found one proof, that marriage is of no use other than adding to the burden of life.

"Marriage is Life as a prisoner in a prison without cells"