The After The Divorce
5. Feels Foreign

“Kids have slept mas, if mas want to sleep with them please.” Nina said as she approached Kamal who was sitting on the sofa in front of the tv in the family room. Hearing Nina's words, the man raised his head and turned off his phone screen.

“You've been there a long time?” she asked and quickly shook her head. “You okay?” ask again.

‘You already know the answer,’ Inner Nina.

“Should I still be fine mas?” Nina asked back to make Kamal stand up and was about to hold Nina's hand but quickly Nina pulled her hand back.

“Sorry mas, Nina is sleepy. We'd better sleep with the kids!”

“Alright, mas to children's room first yes.”

“Hmmm,”

Kamal passed by leaving Nina, but only a few steps he passed by and stopped his steps again and kindly looked at Nina who was still silent in her place.

“Na,”

The call managed to make Nina look up her head to look at Kamal rah,

“Ya?”

“You know why I took you and the kids to my mom's house?”

Nina closed her eyes for a moment and sighed deeply. A reality so bitter as the man before him was so steady with his decision that he still hoped things would not end this quickly.

“Nina knows mas,”

“Good!”

After saying that, Kamal completely passed leaving Nina. Nothing hurts more than when he is no longer needed by someone he so hoped for.

Nina's tears were unstoppable, but she could only cry in silence. He did not even want angina to know that he was crying right now. If you can choose, maybe in sabet sword is much better than this.

***

Along the way to the village, Sasa and Akmal did not stop chattering. They sang merrily and occasionally they asked the things they saw on the street.

This is not the first time they go back to the village, but usually Kamal takes his family back to the village only once a year during Eid. So even though this is only a two-day holiday, according to Sasa and Akmal it is a nice holiday to be able to go to the village. They can play in the rice fields with his mah kakung, or play marbles with his nephew, his younger children Kamal.

After traveling for four hours, they finally arrived at the village, their arrival was immediately welcomed by the Kamal family. Kamal's younger siblings accidentally gather at his parents' house to hear Kamal is coming home with Nina and her children as well.

The children also immediately play together, while the parents are busy chatting after enjoying a banquet that has been prepared by Sarmi's mother, Kamal's mother. Until finally Nina said goodbye to take out the souvenirs she had prepared from the city. As has been the tradition, when he came from the city always bring the fruits of the hand.

Nina pulls out the souvenirs from the back trunk at the aid of Lastri, Kamal's younger sister who is the same age as Nina.

“Kids long holiday yes mbak, tumben mas Kamal ngajak holiday here?”

“Ngak kok Las, tomorrow also has returned to the city.”

“Why mbak, how short?”

“No pa pa pa. On Monday, the children also entered Las.” school

“Bolos first mbak, pity the children surely they are also tired.”

“Already out all Las, we bring in yes.” Nina chose to switch the conversation. After closing the trunk of her car, Nina and Lastri walked into the house.

But just getting to the doorstep they stopped as well as their laughter along with the different gazes of the people in the house, mother, father, husband Lastri, and so on, kamal's younger brother and his wife.

“What's up, Buk?” ask lastri.

Instead of answering Lastri's question, Sarmi stood up from her seat and approached Nina, clasping Nina's hand tightly .

“What's buk?” asked Nina in a low voice.

“What is true, Nduk?” sarmi's question made Nina turn towards Kamal and the man nodded his head,

“Do you really want to split?” sarmi's question made her hand shake.

‘This fast? Will it be this fast?’ Nina was still staring back at Kamal, she did not expect that man would be so impatient like this. Nina's lips even quivered as she was about to speak, she chose to nod her head instead of answering. He was afraid that when he spoke he would not be able to hold back his tears anymore.

“Why, nduk? Is this Kamal?” sarmi asked again to make sure, the old woman even now had her tears out, even all the women who were there. Nina actually wanted not to cry, but the old woman's crying made her unable to hold back her tears that were about to fall.

Luckily the children were going to the rice fields to look for tadpoles.

“It's been a mutual agreement between Kamal and Nina bu,

Our marriage relationship can no longer be maintained, right Na?” kamal's words made Nina look at him for the next time.

He yells and says if that's not true, he still wants to keep his marriage, even wants to be in a marriage relationship with Kamal forever. But the fact that the man she wanted to accompany her life chose to give up and end it all made her mouth shut.

“Iya mother.” A short word from Nina made even more tears break, even Dipo sir was unable to hold back his tears from falling. Sarmi hugged Nina.

“Pardon your child yes nduk, sorry.” Ms. Sarmi seemed so devastated by her eldest son's decision.

“Not wrong Kamal , buk!”

“you good boy, nduk. God willing, your life will be happy even though it is not with your son.”

“Aamiin buk.”

***

The night was getting late, Nina was still faithful on the balcony of the second-floor house. His children were asleep in bed, while Kamal. He did not see the man from evening, perhaps he was visiting his friends' house.

This room is currently starting to feel so foreign, usually when you go home like this this room is so noisy with joking laughs with children and also Kamal. But the mini mala feels lonely without kamal. Maybe after this when he visits again later, this room is no longer his. Maybe it will be Kamal's room with his new wife or family.

If you think about it, it will hurt again. Very sick, it felt when he came again later not as the daughter-in-law of the house but a guest. Will their welcome still be the same as they did just now and all this time, as long as she becomes the wife of the first son of this house?

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