Widow of Two Children in Pinang Bujang
Part 09's
The morning in the midst of the bustle of the capital's traffic jam. The background of the sound of the vehicle horn sounds unpretentious, as well as the smell of vehicle smoke piercing the nose is common.
Because in the pursuit of time, not a few two-wheeled vehicles or four-wheelers that overtake each other so as not to be late to the destination.
Rahma as one of the group of road users who prefer patience and succumb rather than happen things that are not desired.
Accompanied by selected songs played on one of the radio stations, Rahma continued to drive a car until she reached a house in traditional style.
The doubt that stirred the heart made Rahma wait in the car a few minutes before finally descending.
“Huft!! Bissmillah..” On knocking the brown wooden door while saying hello.
“Waalaikumsallam..”
A middle-aged woman appeared from behind the door. “Neng Rahma.” He smiled friendly.
“Mothers have mbok?”
“There, come in. go neng. I'll call you all for a drink.” The mbok opened the door wider.
“Iya, thanks mbok.”
The mbok passed, and Rahma chose to sit on the living room single sofa. Soon we heard footsteps approaching. The mbok returned with a tray in hand followed by a couple behind him.
“Please on drink neng.”
“Still mbok.” The mbok passed after serving three cups of warm tea at the table.
“Rahma.”
The couple was none other than Rahma's in-laws named Ratna and Agus.
”pak... bu...” Rahma kissed both hands.
“Tumben..” said Ratna when she saw Rahma coming alone, then sitting next to her husband.
“Iya.” Rahma smiled faintly hearing it.
It does. Tumbens!!! She usually comes to visit once a month, even with her husband and two children. And it's not time yet.
Not because Rahma is arrogant or does not want to try to establish closeness with her in-laws. But because he felt less accepted by the two. Especially the mother-in-law.
In the past, early marriage. Rahma thought that because he was not too close and rarely met, so the two in-laws were a little indifferent. But the longer he knows, that he is a less-than-expected son-in-law.
From the social strata, Rahma and Hendra are indeed much different. Rahma is an ordinary person who has to work hard to survive, while Hendra, an only child who is never allowed to live hard.
“Same father healthy mother?” Rahma tried to melt the atmosphere.
“Alhamdulillah good. What was? Is there anything important that you want to talk about so you tumben-tumbenan come alone.” Sindir Ratna smooth.
“Iya. There is something important Rahma wants to talk about.” Rahma replied calmly not to be provoked.
“What's the problem?”
“Soal marriage secretly mas Hendra.” Rahma took a breath and passed it rough.
Ekhem..!! Rahma's in-laws cleared their throat, they glanced at each other with faces that turned tense. Surprised perhaps, and wondering how Rahma could know the secret they were guarding.
“What do you mean Rahma?” Mr. Agus who had been silent listening now voiced. Rahma's father-in-law was still pretending not to understand.
“Sorry sir, father and mother don't have to cover anymore. Rahma knows everything.”
“Good if you already know.” Casually, Ms. Ratna sipped her warm tea to just expel the shock.
Rahma smiled grimly at her in-laws. A broken heart plus a relaxed but ugly in-law speech makes the emotions in the pendam Rahma soar.
“Why didn't father and mother tell Rahma about the wedding?”
“If we tell you, are you sure you will allow Hendra to remarry?” Said Mr. Agus with his heavy voice. “After all we also had to do it.” Continue the middle-aged man.
“But Rahma entitled tau.” Rigorously.
“Already Rahma. Hendra did it for you and your kids, too. The woman's parents threatened to report Hendra if Hendra did not want to take responsibility. Try to think that if it happens, Hendra's career will certainly be destroyed. Now you accept it, everything has happened which is important Hendra can be fair to you.” Ms. Ratna said at length.
In his heart Rahma really cursed his father-in-law. It's easy for him to talk. Try to feel it yourself. Dumel Rahma in heart.
“Speaking honestly and admitting his mistakes only mother's child does not dare, let alone have to do justice.” Dengus Rahma's. The courtesy he was trying to keep slowly dissipated.
“If it wasn't me who caught it, I don't know when I'd be lied to. I am not a noble woman who can share a husband. Better to part than to live in honey.” Rahma said.
“RAHMA!!” Sentak bu Ratna's. “What are you doing?”
“Why? Was it wrong to ask to separate? Besides why I survive in a marriage that is not in line.”
“Do not be rash. Your children want you to eat, what if you ask to separate? You are only Rahma's housewife. You forget all this time your life depends on Hendra.”
“Yes his father is the one who feeds.” Tukas Rahma who inexplicably made Ratna maam.
“TERUS!!”