My husband belongs to his mother
A numbness?

Hamdan was only able to smile wryly as soon as the room door closed again. This time maybe Joya was really disappointed in him.

***

The next morning, Joya's residence looked shabby, how not! Joya was so excited to hear her parents were coming from Kuala Lumpur.

While Hamdan?

The man was in the fog, confused about what to do.

As soon as Handan closed his eyes, gathered all his courage to the tip of his tongue, the decision had been taken, his mother had to know.

" Just say it!" joya said, without further ado. There was already no respect at all, ketus without any sense.

The rumbling in the chest was getting smoldering. However, Joya was calm like water in a cup, the rumble of disappointment and anger she hid in her heart. Even the once sweet taste now feels bland, Hamdan's smile means nothing to him.

The sense that is now suffocating Hamdan mercilessly. Makes his chest hurt when he breathes.

The woman who was expelling her Mother was a woman who a few weeks ago was so enthusiastic to welcome the arrival of the Mother, still attached to Hamdan's memory, while the wife was busy overtime making cakes to entertain her mother, and the wife was still clinging to the memory of Hamdan, still vividly imprinted in his memory as Joya eagerly fills up the food supply in their small refrigerator, Joya even continues to wipe the items to avoid dust even though the item was only cleaned by her a few hours ago, but now there is no more spirit from Joya, ayu's face only described a look of disappointment, annoyance, and anger. Is there no longer any sense of empathy Joya for her?

" I'm sorry" said Hamdan after taking a deep breath and ego that controlled his soul. " I realize I was wrong, I admit it was too bad, I was too cowardly, I made you sick, made you sad. I promise I'll change, I'll put you first" In her eyes both beautiful but washed away.

Loyal to his residence, Joya also froze where Hamdan kissed his forehead long ago. Gentle and affectionate, but why are his feelings so ordinary? Where is the usual amount? Where is the fine swish that usually touches the heart when the husband spoils it like this?

Numbness of his heart?

" It's so arrogant of you, Joya. You really are a woman with no manners!"

Instantly Hamdan broke his embrace, taking off his kiss from Joya's forehead.

Joya doesn't care about Rubiah's rude remarks. Now his eyes glanced at Hamdan who looked wrong.

" Mom,"

Joya was stunned as soon as Hamdan began to open his voice, it was clear that the man was gathering his courage to talk to Mother.

" Opo to Dan?" saut Rubiah is impatient.

" Anu, Mom. Joya's parents, uh, I mean, Hamdan's in-laws are coming, Hamdan can't let Mom and Ayenir stay in this house, because,"

" What?" Rubiah screamed at her son as if he didn't want her to stay at his house.

" Mom, listen to Hamdan first, this house belongs to Joya, belongs to both parents, not Hamdan, also the car that Hamdan used also belongs to them" Hamdan said bluntly.

Rubiah's haughty face turned flat, maybe his calm was disturbed because of the news, yes, or maybe he was embarrassed because it had hurt the real host.

" Ja, so" she asked looking annoyed.

" Hamdan will take Mom and Ayenir to the inn for a while" Hamdan said.

" But while, right, Dan?" the question is still not willing if you have to leave Joya's house.

Hamdan nodded doubtfully, glancing at the wife who was not budging at all.

" Mum, don't bring my blanket dong, it's Mother who bought it" Joya reprimanded Hamdan when she saw Ayenir would insert a sleeping blanket from the room in Rubiah.

" It does belong to Joya Bu, she's just here to bring herself, come out, can't you steal people's stuff, not satisfied to have taken my husband?" no more soft tones, Joya like everyone else right now Dimata Hamdan.

The girl named Ayenir took out the blanket he was about to put in.

" I'm sorry mba" he tweeted.

" You really don't have a heart" hardened Rubiah pointed to Joya.

" Is your mouth useless to Handan? even to speak can't?"

" Deck," Hamdan really did not expect to hear such a remark from the woman who used to have such great respect for him.

Hamdan pulled Joya into the room and sat her down by force.

" What's wrong with you deck, why don't you be honest from the beginning if you mind Mom who lives with us?"

" What did you say? not from the beginning? Mom, do you realize you're saying that? Mother lived here that you never negotiated with me, you made your own decisions, and what now? you said why not from the beginning? do you ever listen when I want to talk? Did you ever care when I begged you not to marry again? "

Joya looked at Hamdan right in her eyes "Now it's my turn to ask, why now you want to take me to talk four eyes mas, WHY?"

" Joya, don't you," Hamdan scooped his face rough. Hamdan is currently dizzy with his thoughts.

" Deck, "

" Go, Daddy and Mommy will be here soon. If you're not afraid of facing Dad whatever, I don't care either" Joya passed after saying that.

His love is still intact for Hamdan, but now wrapped in disappointment, his usually soft heart turned hard, even not at all care if Hamdan had to bring his new mother and wife aimlessly.

" Was I bringing a car?" lirih Hamdan's.

Joya just muttered.

While Rubiah was prying, the swearing he made to Joya, did Joya care? No. gabe.

Joya looked at their backs, her eyes scoured every corner of the house that bore witness to the pain of a woman in maintaining her position as a wife, but would still end because to survive would not be able to, he said, let his destiny lead him to another story.

***

Hamdan brought Rubiah and Ayenir to the inn, after paying Hamdan to deliver them into the simple minimalist house.

" CK' I don't like Dan" Decak Rubiah.

" While yes Ma'am, Hamdan has not been able to be honest with Joya's father, Hamdan is frankly afraid that he will take what he has entrusted to Hamdan"

" Why didn't you tell me in the first place that the house and the car belonged to Joya anyway, Dan?"

" Kan, Hamdan's intention is to make Mom proud of Hamdan, don't know it's even this way"

" Look how? You're guilty of motherhood? Want to be a bad boy?" mencam Rubiah's.

" It's not so, Mom."

Hamdan tried as hard as possible to keep the tone of his voice calm in front of the mother, although in fact Hamdan was very upset with Rubiah who continued to blame him.