A DEEP WOUND

Rouse suspiction

Salsa said she was going home this afternoon. Because he has to go to college tomorrow. It can't stay in my house for long. While I was, still a few days at home. Anyway, I asked my boss for permission.

 

After the Salsa motorbike left without being seen again I went into the house with my mother.

 

"Oh, yeah, Da. Salsa told me you wanted to go to college" she said as she sat with me in the kitchen.

"Ohh that," I said again speechless while taking a glass to pour water.

"When are you listing it?" ask my mother when I'm still gulping.

I took a breath looking at my mother. As much as possible I tried to answer his question. "Mmm .. a-You don't know, Buk. But tomorrow Salsa's helped."

"Oohh. Thank goodness, Son. Now you make that decision again. Mom's dream to see you go to college will come true."

 

Smile with a very happy face. I smiled in front of my mom too. What I was just jokingly saying was that college would not want me to have to keep my own words. Kasian mom if I keep disappointed all this time.

It's okay to go to college while working. If I go to college in the morning. I'll try to find work somewhere else so I can work nights. At the bakery where I work only open from morning until five in the afternoon. There's no way I'm gonna have to work nights there. The shop hunt is closed.

I went to leave my mother to the room. Because I have bought a new sim card, I also tried to install it on my phone and activate it.

My feeling was a little relieved, being able to avoid ustaz Aris. Finally, I can change the number also that he can not get from anyone later.

After successfully activating the sim card on my phone. I tried to contact Febi. Didn't call him but only through WA messages this time.

 

[Assalamu'alaikum.]

 

Febi is online. He also immediately typed in to reply to a message from me.

 

[Wa'alaikum. Who, huh?] Reply Febi.

I immediately replied to WA's message from my coworker.

[This, Manda. What about work? It's going to be smooth. Oh yeah, Feb. This is my new number. Disaves, yes, that too if you want.]

Febi.

[Okay, Da. Oh yes, fortunately you appeared from yesterday I tried to connect it can not-can it turns out you change the number.]

I also reply again.

[What's the matter, Feb?]

Reply Febi again.

[Pak Hadi said. You can only take three days off. A friend also wants to take a leave. Maybe two days or three days like you.]

I frowned and saw Febi's reply again. Actually I'm gonna ask for a week off. Suddenly he was told to turn back. I still miss my mother. I rarely ask for his holiday. However, because this is an order from superiors inevitably have to return as soon as possible.

[Okay, Feb. God willing the day after I returned to Mataram, yes. Assalamu'alaikum.] Reply me again with a little beteq.

 

I lay my body on my bed. Closing my eyes for a moment calmed my mind.

******

"What time do you leave home. It's still eleven o'clock in the morning, Sa?" my question while inviting Salsa to sit at my simple piercing. Understandably, I'm an ordinary person and don't have fancy chairs to welcome anyone's guests.

Salsa took off the helmet that was attached to her head earlier. I got up from my seat to make Salsa a drink. It only took me five minutes, I brought a tray of sweet tea and a simple cake made by my mother.

"No need to bother, Da," said Salsa, watching me put tea in front of her.

"Not bothered, really, just ordinary. Ayokk in drinking first, long trips must be thirsty right," said I mengulum smile.

"Heee, yes, yes, thank you for the food and drink" Salsa said of the tea I made for her.

"Oh, yeah, Da. You've been cleaned up?"

"Yes. Yes, Sa" answered me, sitting near Salsa.

"Yes already. We're leaving now."

"Huh. Now then? You're new nyampe. Cook immediately leave. Then first, or later in the afternoon we leave. You rest first" I said to Salsa without wanting to give her space to speak.

Salsa tried to sip her tea after eating the cake I served. "You're just a nyerocos, deh."

"hee. Sorry, Sa. You anyway. Oh, yeah, you don't go to college and come straight here to pick me up. I thought you'd come by day or afternoon."

"I'm going to college today. I'll pick you up" Salsa replied without burden.

"Huh. So you're truant. Oh my, Sa. Because of me you left your lecture," I was shocked by Salsa's wrinkling eyebrows at her.

"Oh my God, deh. You're a normal time," Salsa said tilting her face at me. "Eh. I forget. I want to do a lot with you?"

Suddenly Salsa tidied up her seat and faced me. His face was so serious and his gaze seemed to be introspective of me.

seeing his fierce look like that. I swallowed and tried to face the other.

"Manda," said Salsa, holding both of my cheeks with her palm.

I who was treated like that by Salsa felt confused and somewhat scared. "What do you want, anyway?"

"You're answering me honestly?" salsa said gruntingly in front of me. "You're still in touch, aren't you the same ustaz Aris?"

By hearing the question of Salsa. Obviously I was surprised. My hand immediately felt cold when asked about Ustaz Aris. Just three days I've been feeling free from Aris's ustaz interference. Now Salsa is talking about it. How he talked about the man in front of me.

"Look again. Answer, Manda?"

"M-mmm there's nothing to do, really. Why why?" I try to hide everything.

"Is there really nothing to do?" ketus Salsa with a tone of dislike. "If there's nothing to say if he wants you to go to your workplace."

"Huh," I was startled, "you mean?"

"Yesterday. You're beating me up, yeah. I was the same yesterday when Riko stopped by Kak Hadi's bakery. Keep going ... suddenly he came to see you."

"Di-he wants to fuck me?" I'm starting to get nervous.

"Well, how do I know, Manda."

"Let her go. I've never been in contact with each other again, I'm the same."

"really. Or you're hiding something. If you have never been in contact with him. There is no way he will call your work number your new mobile phone number. He knows you changed cards because he was told you're working with him, Manda ..."

"Hm. Keep .... given the same number as Febi?" much worry.

"Yes, don't know. I was just watching from far away. Not to them either."

I was silent again swallowing bitter gulps. My hands started to sweat. I tried to calm down and would tell Salsa everything later.