ANELIC

Chapter 7

Sentraland Cengkareng apartment. Anelis's residence after becoming Rajasa's Wife. They could buy a house with a large and larger yard. But Rajasa chose the apartment, the closest distance to Anelis' workplace. If he has to go out of town or abroad, Anelis can ride a motorbike or book an online motorcycle taxi.

Anelis pressed their door pins. Ever since she became Rajasa's wife, she changed it with a combination of numbers she could remember. Anelis forgetful, Rajasa does not matter to be replaced no matter how many times he still memorized it. Anelis' new habit after marriage is to wash her feet, hands and face every time she comes home from traveling. Rajasa taught me all that. Although initially heavy with the small rules that her husband made, she was getting used to it.

Rajasa set foot into their mini kitchen. Open up food in the refrigerator. Spaghetti bologne he made for his favorite wife. Rajasa deliberately changed the hobby of eating instant noodles Anelis. For a long time the hull can be destroyed if left continuously. Pasta can be an alternative menu. Rajasa's hands are so good at concocting spices. His skills must have come from his mother. There are many advantages to being born a difficult person. Things like cooking for men he got too. Anelis who was still wearing a towel on her head was stunned. See two plates of spaghetti bologne made by Rajasa presented.

"Waow.yummy once Mas. Beautiful looks," he said while shifting the dining chair. Anelis stood up, took a spoon and fork.

The smell is so tempting. Rajasa always spoils her with his cooking. No, it's not because Anelis can't cook. It's just that the cuisine is less delicious than Rajasa cuisine. He also decided not to cook fancy menus like spaghetti. It is enough to cook omelet or fried rice with instant spices.

The nimble hand of the anelis stuffed the spaghetti into his mouth. Satisfied with the taste in it.

"Truly delicious... Thanks Mas," he said while giving a thumbs up.

"If it's good, eat a lot. It must be done." replied Rajasa. He tasted the food. Proud of the blend of flavors you get.

Finished finishing dinner, Rajasa glanced at the clock. Dimas should have come. They're going on a business trip tonight. While waiting for Dimas, Rajasa cleans up. Prepare a few change of clothes. It's not just one or two days. Especially tomorrow saturday. Wekend is definitely a family day. He may not have met his client.

Anelis turned on the TV. Looking for her favorite channel. She enjoys watching Korean dramas or Japanese dramas. Taiwanese dramas are also sometimes followed. What he does not like is Indonesian soap operas. Anelis hated when family conflict in soap operas was presented so contrivedly. Plus when it's cool to follow, uh the main role is replaced. Or even the storyline widens everywhere, very long until thousands of new episodes are finished. As if watching TV, the doorbell rang. Anelis grabbed the doorknob, then opened it.

"Hello, Anelis," said Dimas waving.

"Hello too" Anelis said. He pesililkan Dimas in. Anelis walked ahead.

Rajasa must be leaving. It is rare to visit Dimas. Except to pick Rajasa up for office business. Anelis turned lethargic. Rajasa came out of his room. Wearing collared shirts with trouser stellies and watch accessories. Anyone who saw it was clearly stunned. Rajasa is perfect from there.

Seeing Rajasa carrying a bag of clothes, Anelis asked, "Old master huh Mas? until you bring that bag. Why didn't you tell me you were going?"

Anelis folds both hands. Grumbling for not being told. Rajasa smiled putting his bag on the chair.

"It's just for a minute, Ne. But tomorrow wekend was afraid he could not immediately finish his business. So I'm just in case," she softly explained.

Dimas who had not been considered by Rajasa said, "Sunny Ne. I keep the King. Not going to macem him. Yes even from the face then the wealth he deserves anyway to be surrounded by many women," joked Dimas on Anelis.

Anelis. It sucks that her husband's best friend. Dimas's base of hobbies is Spanish. It just muddies the mood. Rajasa followed the sanctions with the words of his best friend earlier.

"No. Dimas. I wouldn't be. You understand how I am. The important thing is to take care of yourself. Tomorrow at home, yes" Rajasa's message to Anelis.

Seeing two couples flirt in front of him made Dimas want to throw up.

"Gosh y'all. Korean drama style. I'm a ngliatnya. Ask for water, yes" Dimas stepped foot into the kitchen. Deliberately giving space to his best friend.

"Kabarin ya Mas, if you've been there. Inget no macem-macem." Anelis's message.

Rajasa smiled, it seemed like his wife was jealous. The joke Dimas enough to scare him turns out.

"Yes dear.I take care of myself and take care of my heart" said Rajasa. He stepped foot, about to softly kiss his wife's forehead.

Anelis dodged. Take one step back. Rajasa. He also quite rubbed his wife's hair. Maybe because there's a Dimas. Batin Rajasa's.

Dimas who observed the behavior of Anelis increasingly understood. Something is wrong with this couple. Rajasa's story this morning seemed clear picture. Dimas takes a quick glance, codes Rajasa. Afraid of being late, he said.

"Every boss. The online taxi drivers are already below. Go first, Ne. I take care of your handsome husband" he said again.

Anelis. Take them to the front door. Rajasa forbids him to drive him down. Rajasa and Dimas disappear from behind the door. Anelis continued her activities in the quiet apartment.

After repeatedly replacing the TV channel the analists turned it off. Move to room. Opening his thin leptop. He was bored with social media accounts that offer so many pictures. To him it was all pseudo. It is unlikely that those who upload every story there are okay. Everything must have kept something bitter in his life. Unfortunately, many do not dare to reveal it all. Just choose the happy ones. Exactly like himself. His followers on his personal instagram are quite a lot. Anelis often make sweet captions, also poetic in every photo. Moreover, the photos uploaded by Rajasa's shots that clearly seem aesthetic. He could have focused on what his talent was. Unfortunately, Anelis did not want to pursue.

Tired of that, Anelis is looking for another ceiling that is more in accordance with his wishes. Actually, he has voiced his opinion there for a long time. Only since focusing on the thesis and the final task of his personal blog lecture was he suspended. He turned back to the dark blue dashbore. From the first time he made it until several years had passed, still no one followed him. No one likes a photo or the writing of Anelis. That's exactly what he was looking for. Silent and lonely. When he is free to pour all the stories in the universe, without the need to meet face to face. When he does not have to be burdened with the gaze of the eyes that sometimes even judge. That's when Anelis' feelings flowed. Through the words that if infused increasingly heartbreaking. All of his writing is wound-themed. Sadness, anger, disappointment. He told the most stories in semesters four to seven. When a great storm rolls all the happiness.

Anelis re-read the word-for-word that he assembled in each story title. Without him allowing his tears to seep out, especially when he came to the story of himself, Father, Mother and Andara. He never knew his little family had to be destroyed in such an inhumane way. He had to give up every beautiful frame of the broken family in a single tempest. At that time, Anelis returned to Bogor for the fourth semester.

End of semester four Anelis

His return this time was clearly different. He has received a message from Andara about the conflict of Father and Mother. Anelis has prepared himself, becoming an intermediary as well as a problem solver. The hope is there is no need for further, more sinister conflict. He is the oldest child and has also attended college. Considered capable of handling adult affairs. Andara is still in third grade Junior High.

Anelis went home to her daughter Mbah's house. Since childhood his family lived in the Mbah place of his Father. How much conflict has he witnessed between his mother and his daughter. His name is also household, there must be a tempest. So Anelis considers relaxed, as well as Mother and Father. Moreover, Mbah is old. Naturally, if the behavior returns like a child. At this stage it should be the younger ones who understand more. Legowo received whatever treatment the older man. Not necessarily his age is long. But this last affair did not seem to be relaxing. Until his mother could bear, left Andara alone.

As usual Anelis spent time watching television shows. Andara school. His father went to work. His daughter sold the groceries at the market. Her mother has left. Stop off somewhere. Fun with the news gossip of the artists who married divorced, married divorce made Anelis frown. Like those artists. Inner Anelis. Without realizing it his parents' marriage was also on the verge of divorce. It's just that his parents hid from Anelis. Fear of disrupting Anelis's lecture.

The voice of the woman said greetings from outside. Anelis answered the greeting then opened the door.

"Mr Arkain is there Ma'am?" ask Anelis.

"Mother is at work, how can I help you?" answer Anelis kindly. He watched the mother in batik clothes. The motor is red. Must be a government employee.

"Yes, I've just nitip this, Ma'am, then ask you to tell me." the woman handed me an unsealed brown envelope. "Can I sign here?" imbu again.

Anelis received a brown envelope and affixed the signature on request. Women in batik clothes also darted away with his red plate motorbike. Anelis closed the door. Seeing the unsealed envelope made him curious. If it's not sealed it doesn't matter if it opens first, Anelis thought. He took out a white paper from the envelope. A kind of school bill payment notice. Anelis. Seeing the copy of the letter immediately made it limp. Second divorce trial. Defendant Pak Arkain Samudra. Plaintiff Mother Hening Widyowati. Anelis' body suddenly decayed to the earth. The news is not just about birds. Even her mother had already applied for their divorce to the religious court. Anelis never thought or suspected it. His mother loved him so much. They are always living life, everywhere together. Yes, until his mother filed for divorce. Is that maybe just something? To look okay? Do they really have a problem but hide it from Anelis and Andara? At that time the angel was crying. Her tears were not just drizzling but a great rain.

The father who suddenly appeared from the back door, saw Anlelis crying reflexively approaching.

"Why are you, Ne?" ask the curious.

Anelis handed me the brown envelope. His eyes were asking. Father opened. Then take a long breath. His mouth was ready to tell me many things.

"We move to the chair first" asked Mr. Anelis to him.

"Yes. I've filed for divorce from you. You don't understand what the problem is. The time you send a message to you first is the peak. Mom went to Java. Back to Mbah's house there. Who knows the details of Andara's story," he said heavy.

Anelis. He never knew that story. Her tears are getting worse.

"Why didn't you tell me? If you ngabarin Ane, then Ane can go home sir," said Ane regretfully. Jakarta Bogor is not far away. He should have taken his time.

"You're having a test. You don't want to bother me" replied Mr. Anelis. He lowered his head. "Already, let your mother choose her own path. Feeling happy with everything. You have tried to hold back, so that this trial fails. But it seems difficult. Your mother hired a lawyer to take care of everything" explained Mr. Anelis.

For whatever it was, Anelis' feelings were shattered. He never thought his mother would do that. He never knew if household problems were so strange. All he knew at that time he hated the figure of a woman named mother. He will never forgive her, no matter what the reason her mother concocted. He also never tried to ask Andara or her mother. Anelis relies on only one source. His father's story is repeated like a bodol radio. The waves are rotated continuously until attached tightly to the head of Anelis. It's clear in the memory and makes every detail of the story so painful.

Memories of Andara, Father, and Mother gathered together. As if making fun of him and talking that he does not deserve to be happy. Anelis wiped her tears. While there is no Rajasa he does not need to string up the reason why his eyes are swollen. His eyes are dark, he said enough to sleep last night. But, Rajasa is always good at guessing and Anelis can't cover up. This is a chance for him to get all the claustrophobic out. Every word he wrote and reread. Actually it is the same as he sows salt, on old wounds that have not been perfectly healed. The wound was still gaping in the deepest part of Anelis' heart. He did not know when the wound would be gone. His fear only got worse. When she had to start a household life. He was afraid that the story of Father and Mother happened in his life. Anelis wiped the tears back. Sufficient to read his outpouring of heart on the blog. From tonight, Anelis will be writing again. Tell all the stories to help him get rid of the grumpy. Including about her and Rajasa who loves her so much. Anelis closes her private leptop. Creating a cipher agara not everyone can open, including Rajasa. Tonight he rediscovered a lonely friend. Crying makes Anelis' eyes tired. He closed his eyes shutting his day. Anelis dreams of meeting her mother again.