Infinite Wound

Infinite Wound
a job for my husband


the next day I can go home from the hospital.I feel relieved once.Besides being able to go home I have also been able to win my husband's heart now.God has heard my prayer prayer all along also witnessed the entire wound my.


" o Allah Saras, may you be happy this time, and may you be quickly given a baby again so that your heart does not dissolve in sadness." bude Pani The brother of my father-in-law was immediately intrigued to come home when I found out I had gone home.


" thank you bude." I replied sincerely.


"thank you for which prayer is this.make His happiness or his mommy?" ledek mas Krisna blinked one eye.


"you're a newly healed wife already perverted.let him healthy first.later ask for rations again.not kasian what are you?" my mother-in-law immediately nagged at the joke of Krishna.


"It's just koq koq bu.quiet me." my husband's joke again.Reran no kapoknya got scolding continues.I can only chuckle at the behavior of the two people.


"assalamu'alaikum." Suddenly a grandmother visited the house.


"waalaikumsalam mbah.tumben down.there is a need for what?" krisna asked him respectfully to the grandmother.


"gini kris.besok grandma want to visit the house of the child in the village next door.kalo you have time what grandma can ngojek same you aja.soalya if the other grandmother likes to be afraid.kalo bring the motor you like speeding.gak realize self if the bonceng is old."grandmother asked for help but her fall even vent.


"it's good to Mbah speed up let's spit up." chirped the father-in-law who came out of the room and now joined us.


"iya if you fall most injured aja.lha if the grandmother who fell is directly departing me." grumbled grandma when tau was ledekin by my father-in-law.


"depart where Mbah let not go between all of you." mas Krishna even added a joke to grandma while laughing.


"to the afterlife want to come with you.basal kaboo." grandma immediately sewot while nagging - nagging.


suddenly the atmosphere of the living room was filled with laughter this time, I who had only been a loyal listener could not help but laugh at the silliness of the three people.


"yes - yes.tomorrow I interracede than later I became a bad grandson." said mas Krishna after asking me first.


"karepmu (it's up to you) " said grandma still sewot although not wholehearted.because he also knows all this is just a joke.


"Kris, Kris.." sister Wanto shouted from the yard while going inside.so seeing us all gathered in the living room, she blushed because the one called was nearby.


"i thought in the room "sister Wanto was trying to sneer.I sneered at the words of Mr. Wanto while smiling.


"want work?" ask my husband, sister Wanto.


"what do you want to do ? "


" kang kang Rokhim porters sick like it will not be returned.must seek treatment out of the city.you want to replace it ? "


"how deck, but only porters building " mas Krishna asked my opinion.I am flattered by his sincerity this time.he appreciated me and asked my opinion for any business.


" any work as long as it is halal and you are still able to do so do mas.i support you only "my answer is sincere.


" thank you.ok sis.when can I start working ? " ask Krishna really - really.


" tomorrow aja.biar kang Rokhim pick you up here.lumayan koq kris.paling not still another month new work distance.new people install the foundation "


" i am Piye Kris (i am Kris) "


" easily mbah.besok Mbah no Anter used to just leave for work.What time let not pick all of you "mas Krishna gave the solution to the grandmother.


" after you work, let me be satisfied playing with my granddaughter" said the grandmother.


" yes if after I work means exhausted magrib ya Mbah " mas Krishna began to flirt again.


" children Ed*n (children Gil* ) where there is work until the magrib "


"yes can coffee first in the shop" said mas Krisna while raising his eyebrows.


" i'm Arep back wae (don't know I want to go home ) than here in the tease of children" said the grandmother as she passed.


" our sukurin mas.grandmother was really ngambek you know "now my turn to tease mas Krishna.


"nek Mirah, no way.he is like that.but never really hurt.he's a really good and sincere person "


suddenly the tone of the mas Krisna seriously.looking at Nek Mirah full of pity.


" his name is nek mirah.His house is where the mas? koq you said get off "


" on the slopes of this mountain.nek Mirah lives alone.his children do not want to take care of the mother of Mirah because the house is ugly and the floor has not been on ceramics.she is ashamed of her husband when he returned there.the husband of a police officer is seen in the village next door " mas krisna.netraannya watch stare sadly in the sky.of what in thought this time.


" kasian ya mas " I also feel compassion for the heathen. Behind all the smiles and laughter turned out to be a deep wound that was inflicted by the child.without me realizing I pray that later when I am old I do not suffer the same fate with nek Mirah.


I get my husband who is still daydreaming.there is a sense of pride in him this time.Back of his lack of love for two women he has a great empathy for the elderly.feel so sensitive to the surrounding.especially to people who are indeed it was so painful without me knowing I was smiling to myself.


" why koq you smile - smile look at me.still at noon "whispers mas Krishna in my ears spread my daydream about it.


"ih what the hell.my people just.... "


" what's all hayo.." God again, twitching one eye


" has ah do not ngacok.i want to help mom first make lunch for all "


"wait ras.I want to say "I sit back when I want to go to the kitchen


"what is it? something important "


"i promise from today I will work hard to support you.whatever work I will do to make up for my mistakes.forgive me yes race "


I smiled at her words.I was happy because Krishna had realized her mistake.


"most importantly you have changed more affectionate with me. Any work problem is important halal "


" yes, baby "answer again


this cheek blush back made.for a long time mas Krishna no longer call me dear.there is another debate in my heart.as if something that once withered has now slowly been springing back.staying in the care of it will develop beautifully.