
After dinner, Arka took me to the mother house. Like guests coming from far away, Arka and I entered the mother house and sat in the living room. Arka didn't let me go anywhere as usual. Her hand held my hand and soon after, Ms. Gendis approached us.
"Let's go in," said Bu Gendis while trying to pull Arka.
"Here you are, ma." reject Arka while whining like a kindergarten boy who does not want to go to school.
We are like strangers here because according to Arka if indeed Aditya free Arka to be in the mother house, he won't tell us to move into the pavilion just on the grounds he needs space for his family. This house has four rooms and at least two rooms are enough for his family. Aditya comes to the living room and reprimands Arka who did not come to dinner at the mother house so she only eats alone with Bu Gendis. It turns out that his wife and children stay at the hotel because they do not like to be in this house because they do not like the old model house like this.
"All this is because the sister who lives here but does not renovate the house so classy, more modern," said Aditya and Arka just indifferent to his words.
"Mas, don't blame the sister. It's my mom's childhood home, a lot of my memories are here so let it be the way it was, "Mum Gendis tried to mediate
"Udahlah ma, like Arka breath was wrong in the eyes of Mas Adit," Arka's words that made all speechless.
But either it's just my feeling or it is. Aditya's eyes continued to look at me with a sharp gaze and as if not taking his eyes off me and Arka looked at Aditya like a tiger ready to pounce on its prey. It really makes me feel very uncomfortable. I imagined there would be a meeting full of tears because of each other's longing and joking happy laughter reminiscing about the beauty of childhood but this cold and desolate atmosphere is enough to refute all the shadows that had stopped in my mind.
"Arka here just want to invite Mbok Welas to stay with Arka" said Arka without further ado.
"Well, who takes care of this house?" Aditya refused in a rather high tone.
"I didn't bring Mbok Welas here to take care of this house. She was like my own mother and she came here as my servant to her. If you need ART, look for something else" Arka said firmly.
I began to salute Arka and feel stupid with my mind that had thought that Arka did not care about the fate of Mbok Welas. Arka then shouted to call Mbok Welas and appeared Mbok Welas running small from inside. Arka then stood up and walked up to Mbok Welas and embraced him towards the door. Spontaneously I followed Arka's steps. Aditya looked at Arka with an emotionless look as he felt Arka defying and disrespecting her.
"OK, you can take Mbok Welas, but your beautiful wife must stay with me" cried Aditya who was able to stop our steps and make us freeze.
"What do you mean?" ask Arka without turning around.
"Don't pretend to be stupid, from the beginning he was my soul mate. I thought she was a pretty country girl but who would have thought she was as beautiful and very attractive as this. I regretted rejecting her and you have to give her back to me because I am more entitled to be her husband" Aditya said like someone who had no common sense.
Arka was already in front of Aditya and successfully raised a fist right on his face. Clearly Arka felt humiliated and trampled on her dignity as a husband. Ms. Gendis began to panic and cry trying to break up but was detained by Mbok Welas. All stopped when the sound of Mr. Surya who just came. Arka stepped back then hugged me very tightly. Blood poured out of Aditya's nose. Bu Gendis then helps Aditya to sit back on the sofa and rub Aditya's hair. Mr. Surya glared at his two children in turn.
"Mas can take all the property, the house company, anything that mas think is right as Mama Alleya's son, but sorry my wife is not part of this family's legacy." said Arka who looked at Aditya with a hateful look.
Arka then invited me out and took Mbok Welas' hand without caring about Mr. Surya's nagging. Aditya is outrageous. Did he not think about the feelings of his wife and children with those foolish thoughts? Does he not love his wife until he can think that he has the right to be my husband just because he looks physical? In my heart I kept nagging and cursing Aditya who I thought was out of his mind. I want it to feel like I'm snapping and I'm clawing all over his face.
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Arka asked Mbok Welas to sleep in the room with me and he chose to sleep in the sewing room. Incidentally in the sewing room there was a small bed that we did not take out. Small indeed, only measuring 90x200 but enough for one person. But Mbok Welas refused because he thought it was not good if the husband and wife slept separately. It was Mbok Welas who slept in the sewing room for a while.
"Inhale exhale," I said trying to comfort Arka while we were both in the room.
"Originally you know yank, I will fight for my wife until I die" Arka said as she stroked my hair.
Arka then pulled me gently and placed my head on her chest. It felt very comfortable as if there were no meaningful problems as long as I was still with Arka. This is the mystery of life, I was met with a husband who was not my choice but in fact he was the best for me. I slowly closed my eyes, trying to forget all the problems. With Aditya's absurd behavior what I have to face him in the future. And I also have to try to dampen Arka's burning emotions when dealing with Aditya. It could be said I have got an answer why Arka can not get along with Aditya. I glanced towards the dreamy looking Arka.
"Udah mas, we focus on our little family first" I said as I kissed Arka's cheek hoping to calm her feelings.
"I love you, Arka Aryasatya, my husband" I said again
"Lately I have always felt happy because you love my wife, I said Arka while peeping at the top of my head.
I then closed my eyes, hoping that everything would be fine and saved also the great hope that Aditya and Arka could be friendly and harmonious.