Being a Milk Mom For Twin Nieces
Chapters 10. Man Pined

“Nin, yes Prof. Baskoro says our guidance is rescheduled. He has an outside assignment,” so message written by Alina– his one guidance friend.

Anindya who initially regretted not being able to come during guidance, it turned out that even the guidance changed schedules. “Thank God,” he said he felt relieved because he did not feel any loss because he had been banned from leaving.

Now the problem was his guilt towards the father of his nephew. For two days he did not come out of the twins' room because he was reluctant to meet with his ex-sister-in-law.

Ranti who always brings food and drink to her daughter-in-law, “Tante, Mas Satya at home?” ask her softly and hesitantly because since yesterday she did not want to meet or even mention the name of the man.

“Satya has not come home since yesterday, Nin,” replied Ranti who was carrying a tray containing lunch.

“Since we fought?” ask Anindya to make sure.

“Iya,” Ranti validates Anindya's concerns.

“Where, Tan? Is Mas Satya still angry with Anin? His guidance is also not. Does Anin need to apologize for her coming home?”

“Arsatya doesn't like to be apologized for it, but Anin,”

Anindya waited for Ranti's sentence to be interrupted, the middle-aged woman then paused her words by holding one of her grandchildren.

“But what, Tan?” ask Anindya who is waiting.

“Hem, you are married. Not that Mama's interfering in your household affairs, but, Mama's never seen you sleep in bed. Don't go to bed, the room never does. Do you know what to do when you are a wife? Not just being a mother to the twins, but also a wife to Arsatya,” Ranti said.

“We agreed not to interfere with each other first, Tan. Sorry before, Anin did not want to discuss the matter first because Anin knew that Mas Satya still lost Kak Amelia, moreover, this was only forty days since her departure. And there is one other thing that makes us agree not to be together,” Anindya replied not to feel discouraged by that sensitive question.

“Ya, you're right,”

“So, how to persuade Mas Satya to come home and forgive me, Tan?”

“Just send him a message to come home, just say tonight there is a 40-day study of his wife's death.”

The man was still unable to release sincerely, several times when the surah yassin was read by one of the scholars with tartil, he wiped his tears and before his cries were found by others, he said, he moved to a quieter place to shed the longing for his late wife.

Ranti then nudged Anindya's arm to follow her husband through the back. Seeing the man who was crying sobbing in the middle of the park, making him also drip clear fluid from his eyes. Realizing that it is not only her who feels lost, not only her who loves the figure of Amelia that deep.

Arsatya looked up, his eyes closed against the cloudy night sky without stars.

“Mas, my brother is already calm there. God willing he husnul khatimah because of his departure for struggling to give birth to two of his hearts. MashayAllah. But, he must be sad to see you who are sad to mourn his departure,” said Anindya who walked closer to Arsatya holding on to the iron chair back in the middle of the park.

Arsatya gasped at the sound that suddenly appeared behind him. Without looking, he looked straight ahead with a blank look.

“Kak Amel must be happy there to see his two children grow healthy together with his father. As far as I know, sister Amel once said that her marriage would be perfect after her twin daughters were born. Brother Amelia wants them and you are happy, Mas, not even sad even though left by her” said Anindya trying to comfort the sad heart.

“If I were Brother Amel, maybe–”

“Shut up, Anin! You don't know what it's like to be me, what happiness means if she leaves me. What does it mean to children if he is not here with me,” Arsatya chimed in Anindya's words.

Anindya jumped, “Astaghfirullah, Mas Satya. You blame your children who were destined to be born?”

“Shut up and go, don't interfere in my affairs!” the man then left Anindya alone in the middle of the park bench.

In the middle of the far back door, Ranti shook her head while rubbing her chest asking Anindya to be patient over her son's attitude. However, clearly, Anindya gave her right thumb telling her she was fine.

Anindya who is usually temperamental, now it is as if she who is required must understand and be sensitive to the circumstances, situations, and conditions of men who are languishing abandoned by her lover.

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Patience, Anin...