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17_Planning for the Future

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Time moves as it should follow the fate line until the end of the day.

The season changed.  If a few months ago it was the dry season. This time it rained every day already became his best friend. A time when the new three-day clothesline is dry. Especially if you do not have a washing machine with a dryer.

Ah, let alone having a washing machine. Being able to eat every day it feels so abundant gratitude.

Since Aisah spoke from heart to heart to Bayu five months ago, in fact Bayu's attitude has not changed. Always put his interests first with his friends.

It doesn't change today. After eating together, Bayu and Aisyah sat on the terrace.

"Mas, have your own house, so. It must be delicious, yes," said Aisyah as soon as she saw the precarious terrace there was a leak. If it rains, it can definitely make a puddle.

"You think making the house does not cost money," replied Bayu while pressing the play button on his phone. He started moving both of his thumbs, moving objects in order to move tactically and make goals.

"Yes. I mean, we have to start a little bit from now on."

"You arrange it" replied Bayu without looking at his wife.

"Yes, Ais said this to Mas, let Mas also know, the payment of Ais tuh mepet really if you have to pay the rent, electricity, water ... " Aisyah deliberately paused her speech. Waiting for the reaction Bayu. He tried to speak so as not to mention the daily money given by Bayu. Well, the money is fairly limited if to eat both.

Again, Aisyah could still be grateful. At least he still works. There is hope that he will hang at the end of the month.

"Yes, live what is. Don't expect the grandiose. 'Ntar even made you dizzy." Bayu glanced for a while then immediately refocused on his phone screen.

 Aisyah glanced at Bayu who was so focused on the screen in both hands.

I don't think it's the right time to talk about this.

Aisyah pointed her net at the narrow path ahead. Many couples passed by. Blending with laughter.

 There are also only two paths but with hands interlocked. So sweet.

Aisyah turned back to Bayu who was putting on a serious face. Every now and then, the face turns sparkling. Maybe he is scoring goals. I thought Aisyah.

Back, Aisyah smiled wryly. He just hopes that this kind of time together can talk about things or plans in the future. Like talking about housing for example. Even if it's just a plan, at least there should be, right? No way, forever will stay contracted.

Never mind occupancy, hope for just a vacation to where or just a motor plan around the complex only, never Bayu granted for various reasons.

It's just talking about a plan. However, looking at the attitude and habits of Bayu, all that will only be wishful thinking.

"You daydreaming, Dek?" ask Bayu when looking to the side. Where his wife is looking.

"Hm?" answer Aisyah plain. She tried to deny her husband's allegations.

She tries to be ordinary when her questions are ignored by her husband.

Aisyah smiled stiffly and linked the ten fingers of the hand. "Ah, don't daydream, Mas. Just bored."

"If not daydreaming, I'm surprised, so I call," Bayu asked while pressing the close button in the soccer game application.

Aisyah sighed. "Out of course, I'm constantly busy with my phone. Until I am here as if nothing," Aisyah said listlessly.

Immediately, Bayu grabbed his wife's shoulder while laughing. "You're that if you sulk like this so funny, you know. Kaya' You don't like to play hape."

Aisyah resigned only when Bayu touched her chin. Apparently, Bayu tried to seduce.

Aisyah took the baby's hand off her shoulder. He wanted to take his cell phone that was on charge and behave the same as Bayu did.

Try it! How it feels in plain sight, but busy with his world! Just now Aisyah is about to move on. Bayu's phone rang loudly, a call sign came in.

Aisyah paused for a moment to listen to her husband talk to the caller. Let it go, it says eavesdrop. For him, there is nothing to cover up between husbands and wives.

"Hallo, Gus." Sayu to someone on the phone call.

"...."

Bayu glanced at Aisyah who was still standing waiting for him. "Yes. I can, I can."

"...."

"My wife ...." Bayu again saw Aisyah who had now turned her face, "no problem, Gus. At least he's asleep too."

"...."

"OKAY. Change clothes directly to the gas." Just as Bayu finished speaking, Aisyah had already gone inside. Not knowing it, the wife had been holding back the upset since.

"...."

"okay."

Bayu immediately went in to get his jacket. He went into the room and saw Aisyah lying on her side while focusing on her phone.

"Dad! I'm gonna go out for a second. You go to sleep first, yeah. Don't wait for me to come home."

"Where else to go, Mom."

"As usual to gather with others." One by one Bayu buttoned his Levis jacket button . His great jacket, which looks worn because of age. Obviously, the jacket was bought already five years ago.

"If I forbid, would you still want to go, Mas?"

Bayu climbed into the mattress while poking Aisyah's chin. "Dec, don't start, deh. Bentaran. At least nyampe midnight broke up later."

Aisyah was silent and did not say anymore while Bayu who heard her phone ringing again immediately moved. "Sir, the key I brought, yes. You're not going anywhere, are you?" Bayu had already come out without waiting for Aisyah's answer.

Not long ago, the sound of a Bayu motorbike was heard in Aisyah's ears which had now sobbed.

"Although I forbid, in fact you still go too, Mas. Why do you still ask! Let it look like asking permission!"

Long Aisha lamented Bayu's attitude, so the more pain there was in her chest. He opened a novel app on his phone. At least, by reading he became a little amused.

Slowly, the anger that had occupied itself, began to fade. Chapter by chapter, Aisha read. There are times when he chuckles when he feels funny which is so entertaining. However, the next few chapters are the ones that stir up feelings.

Not just once, twice Aisha sobbed while what she read was full of sorrow. He was silent for a moment. Keep cellphones. This is the picture of people living in this world. Every living soul must have its own sorrow.

Patience. Is the key to living in this mortal world. As long as Aisyah can control her ego, her household will remain intact. If he does not give up and try to understand, surely every midday will be his best friend.

In each prostration, Aisyah continued to mengunajat hopefully Bayu can change over time that will mature her mind.

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...to be continued...

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