A DEEP WOUND

Session

“So, you're out to the cottage?” ask Salsa again.

“Iya.”

"I think he's serious like you. Especially until ngejer-ngejer that."

"What manager? you said you didn't agree to that time if I was with her."

“If I agree anyway, now. Especially if you are married together, ustaz Aris.”

“Uhuk uhuk uhuk.”

“Aduhh. Slow down, dong eat it,” said Salsa then gave water to me.

Cook yes Salsa agreed that I married ustaz Aris. Yesterday\-marin as I ask he really does not like if we discuss the problem of ustaz Aris. Cook now he agrees, not really ‘kan if I have to marry a man\-man who already has a wife.

Today Salsa is visiting my boarding house. After telling her, if I turned out to be invited to visit the cottage by Febi. If I knew the cottage we were going to visit was an ar\-rahman boarding school. Maybe I will refuse.

But, well. Everything has been arranged. So that unintentionally my feet rested there again.

“You're nothing, anyway, Sa. Yesterday's feeling you didn't agree that I was talking about ustaz Aris. Cook Yes now you agree.”

“I agree you married if he split with ustazah Nisa first. If you want to be a second wife. Yes, obviously, I wouldn't agree!” salsa suppressed his words.

“Then he should divorce ustazah Nisa. Still I was effected by the second wife,” reply me again in an annoyed voice.

“But right .. second wife who is not in honey. Actually, I kind of dislike the attitude of ustaz Aris and his family who have treated you like first. But, after I thought it was like he really loved you.”

“Where do you know she loves me?” I asked again to frown.

“From all your stories. From your story that turns out he loves you flowers, often send food to you too. I think ... he's trying really hard to get your heart.”

Take heart? What food is taken. I long-\-long do not understand the same attitude of Salsa. Yesterday he didn't agree I was united with ustaz Aris for any reason. Now, uh she agrees. Confused long\-long same attitude.

I imagine, if only married to Ustaz Aris. Keep me pitted, keep .. pas malem first. We slept three. Uh. Cook yes, ustaz Aris sleep accompanied by two wives left and right. O Allah .. na'uzubillah. I don't want to. And I certainly wouldn't agree.

"Heh. Why bengong?" Salsa raised half her upper lip to see me. "Revelation! persambet later!"

"Sa. How, the hell, do you think people get married?"

"Huh. Hahaahaha. Why do you think I am what it feels like to be a married person? Hahaha ..."

Wonder. There is something funny about what I say. Cook, he laughs happily, that's me. What is funny.

"Ngapain laughing?" I put on an annoyed face.

"Haha. How I don't laugh. Your question is funny, you know!"

I was so upset that I looked at Salsa and snorted. What's wrong with that woman.

"What's so funny?"

"Yes obviously funny, Manda. Cook you to me how a married person feels. Here I tell you." Salsa approached me closer. Until I put my face back so close he. "Well that .. delicious."

"I meanyou?"

"Enak .. that's it."

Hearing such Salsa words made me tremble. The way Salsa explained me was like a face full of expressions between making fun or .. giving me information that was just made\-made.

"Haha. I don't know! Basic ****'! I know how marriage feels. I'm not married yet, Manda ...! Haha."

Look at his laugh. I kept snorting annoyed at my best friend. His laughter is like winning a race and being proud of what he has achieved. He thinks I like what he likes in his laugh. Not very funny.

Though, yes. I'm serious about what. The answer is simply to laugh at victory. So annoying.

"What's funny, anyway. Don't laugh that way," I said then put down and took the phone that was near the pillow.

"Yes, it's funny! you, what, how do you feel about a married person?" Salsa changed her expression again to look at me. "You ... curious, yes."

"Hm. N-not really. Iihh, why curious about the same thing like that."

"I'm sure you're curious. Seraya, we'll talk about it, ustaz Aris. You ... shadow it's like being Aris's ustaz wife, yeah."

Salsa's question suddenly\ made me feel uneasy. How could he be so serious as to make fun of me. I didn't seriously ask about marriage. In fact, take it seriously.

I'm lazy long\-long story that kayak gini kept on playing. It's mouth, yeah! why, too, you should ask about marriage to Salsa.

So, people \*\*\*\* right effect. You're in a match, Manda. You said you wanted to get married! If I could, I wouldn't have married at this age. Still two one. Mom's father later if his daughter married at a young age.

"Oh, yes. I forgot his name. Did you meet Umi and Abinya, Ustaz Aris?"

Because I was still upset, I just nodded assuring my best friend. It feels lazy to serve Salsa. I do, at least, like the one whose name is on offer. But I was serious about him.

He even laughs off that. Slum\-bahak! Tomorrow\-tomorrow I don't want that kind of thing anymore.

"Keep, when I meet Mudir. He said what's the same to you?" salsa's question kept me from focusing on reading the articles I saw on the internet.

"Not said anything" he replied briefly.

"Non't you say anything? He's not surprised to see you suddenly arrive at the cottage?"

"Shock. A little, but." I answered Salsa and stayed focused on seeing my phone. And refused to see Salsa asking.

"You're why, anyway. The answer is that I don't want to talk."

"I'm missing your same story. Laugh later," I said annoyed.

"yeah. That was laughing that way. I'm following your question. Not the whim of all your curses."

"Just like that."

"Bright. How is it the same? you don't understand what I'm saying, do you?"

"I understand" I replied sewot.

"Continue. If you know what to say? You why, anyway, so offended." Salsa. "Read what, anyway. Yes, gini aja. I'm sorry if you were offended by the way I laughed. I didn't mean anything."

Hearing Salsa say something guilty makes me want to smile. But I tried to hold back my smile.

I don't think he's gonna apologize. But, in fact, he realized that he was wrong.

Long enough to confide\-curhatan with Salsa makes me feel sleepy. Sleep better as it seems. Especially after hearing the apology from Salsa. I just kept quiet and tried to close my eyes so I could sleep.