
It was eight o'clock at night, and right after I prayed Isya, Maya Mas Hendri's sister drove my children home.
"Don't stop by yet?" I ask, he is indeed more familiarly called like that. But I also like to call her Maya, if I'm forgetting. Hehe knew it was old.
"No, Mba, Mother herself" she replied.
"Oh jaudah, you can handle the return and greet Mother." I said as I rubbed her shoulders.
The beautiful girl nodded, then left me and her beloved niece.
Afterwards I took Reyhan and May to the room. Just sat down Reyhan had asked where his father was.
"Well, where's Nda? " ask Reyhan to me.
"Dad has left again, just back to pick up his phone that missed. "reply me while smacking a smile towards my two children. The jewel I will always keep, even if I have to bet with my life.
"But Daddy's the same Nda's good call? " he asked as if he understood that his parents' relationship was now in a state of strain. But as much as possible I'll hide this from them. Later I want to explain to Reyhan and May slowly, so that they can understand and accept all of this.
I swiped Reyhan's head, channeling tranquility.
"Same Dad gapapa sak, you're not worried about ya." I replied while wiping the tears that accidentally flowed just like that.
"But you're crying? " he asked, staring at me with those clear eyes. Beautiful eyes that look like my husband.
Oh my God, can I? Again the question came up, flashed in my mind.
"There is a big brother's gapapa." I said, then his tiny outstretched hand helped wipe away the clear hairs that flowed into my cheek. A warm touch I never got anywhere.
"Nda don't cry, if there is a nyakin Nda even though it's Dad, Nda must say the same brother, because the sister will belain Nda, Brother dear very Nda, Big brother gamau loa Nda cry anyway. " he said it calmed me down, which even made me more moved.
I hugged her second little body. So close as tomorrow I and they will meet again, there is nothing more soothing than this. They are my true strength.
But then suddenly my phone rang loudly. I grabbed my phone that I put on the nightstand.
" mother? " murmurm. Whether there was any wind, Mother suddenly contacted me, this is called the inner bond between mother and child.
"Hallo, Assalamualaikum? " he said across there.
" Waalaikumussalam, what's wrong, ma'am? " russia .
"Are you okay, isn't Lis?" he asked, like knowing that I was having problems, my mother and family did call me Lisa, Unlike here, often calling me by first name only.
"I'm good mom." I lied, tried to hide something my family shouldn't know, because it's my personal business with my husband.
"Everything's fine, ma'am." I replied, in a still hoarse voice. But I wish Mom didn't realize that.
"Lis, you're not lying, are you?"
The deg!
As much as possible I mastered myself, so as not to be provoked by Mother's questions.
"What is this mother talking about? I'm not lying to anyone, ma'am."
Please believe me, ma'am.
"Mother's feelings are not good from earlier Lis, but thank God that you and your family are not papa, I close ya. Greetings to your grandchildren and also your husband." he ended our conversation.
Alhamdulillahot. I breathed with relief because mom finally believed me too.
"Yes later Lisa greet them, greetings also to Dad, Mom, Assalamualaikum?"
Then I close my call with my mom .
"Sister, Adek slept yuk. "take me to the kids. I don't want to look weak in front of them, I'm strong along with their smile that's always there for me, their little embrace that always warms my heart.
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After they completely fell asleep, I was pensive to recall my problem, yes my problem with Mas Hendri. In this room I slept with my kids. But why does it feel so quiet without your presence?
"What lack of me until you're this old, Mas. Don't you remember who was always there for you when you were tough. When we still don't have anything, is he among us?"
"Over this time, you've always complained only to me. You always ask for your spirit and prayer that too to me. All your pain is always me beside you, but why? That happiness didn't you share for me, too?"
"After all that hard and hard work passed and began to change with joy, why only bitter taste that I received? And now another woman enjoying it? Why not me, Mas? Why am I not the only one you allow to always accompany you. Being beside you. Even the magnificent palace you built for me, you also destroyed it, have you completely forgotten our promise? Forgot that I was the only queen you had?"
I sobbed alone in silence, I no longer cared about my tiredness crying over this fate. Until the morning almost said hello I just fell asleep. Spoken up in a nightmare that will certainly be long.
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