
*Your mother's child's weight must be strong, don't forget to pray for us. Mom and dad are always around you and will always hug you through the do'a you sent us.
Anggia daddy son. I'm sorry I left you alone, you have to be a strong and tough kid, so dad and mom are proud of you*.
"Father thank you doll," said a nine-year-old girl with her braided hair and wearing a bando. The little girl continued to smile and laugh because she got a doll gift that was quite simple, but had infinite value.
"Happy birthday little girl dad," said a man who was already quite mature and looked still dashing. And he began to kiss the cheek of his little son.
"May live a long life. Anggia don't misbehave father and mother go first," said another woman saying goodbye to Anggia and both of them waved away leaving Anggia herself who was crying calling her parents who had gone missing from her sight.
"Dad!" shouted Anggia.
"Mother" he shouted again.
"Anggia is awake" Bilmar said, patting Anggia on the cheek.
"Father," cried Anggia with reflexes he woke up and hugged Bilmar's body. Because he thought that patting his face was the father and mother who he missed so much.
Bilmar continued to embrace Anggia, giving calm to Anggia, Anggia Breath that hunted with sweat that had drenched him, as if saying that he was in anxiety and fear. Bilmar increasingly felt kasian to Anggia turned out to be behind the attitude of a quiet Anggia, with a face that looks without a smile it hints that Anggia only feels pain and not happiness that he feels.
"You drink first" said Bilmar, taking a glass of water on the nightstand.
Bilmar was awake when he was sleeping soundly, but because he felt his throat dry, he woke up and headed for the kitchen. After he returned from the kitchen he heard a voice from his room which was occupied by Anggia with a glass of water on his stairs which he was going to bring to the room.
Bilmar initially knocked on the door first, fearing that Anggia would not let him in. But long ago Bilmar knocked on the door there was also no response he heard, nor with the anxiety he felt because he heard the sound of crying and screaming. Slowly Bilmar began to hold the doorknob and then began to open the door a little, then put his head in to see what happened. And because he saw the sleeping Anggia with her strong hand clutching her sheets and her head shaking to the right and to the left and the cries and cries that kept coming from the mouth of Anggia.
"Thank you" said Anggia after he gulped the water up the toilet.
Bilmar combed Anggia's hair with his fingers, clearing the cold sweat that ran down Anggia's face. Bilmar began cupping Anggia's face with both hands.
"Sa-I'm afraid sir," Anggia replied.
Anggia took off Bilmar's hand which cupped his face, then he re-hugged Bilmar's burly body. Not knowing what Anggia wants that clearly he feels calm when in the arms of Bilmar, as if Bilmar's chest is able to sustain all the turmoil he feels. Anggia doesn't care what Bilmar's response to him is, all he wants right now is calm and comfort, that's all.
Bilmar felt his chest flutter, his heart seemed to beat fast and really Bilmar did not understand what was with his body. Bilmar tried to keep his body away from the body of Anggia who hugged him, because he did not want to do the thing that is now in the ink of his maleness. He was afraid that Anggia would hate him afterwards.
"Sir, please stay here" said Anggia. Because Bilmar was leaving.
"But I.." Bilmar had not yet finished his words. Anggia interrupted Bilmar's words.
"I beg you, this time I just need a little calmness and with you I got that calm," anggia said with her arms holding Bilmar's left hand and her face puffing up to look at Bilmar's face.
*
Azan dawn reverberated Anggia blinked his eyes, he looked at Bilmar who was sound asleep beside him. Anggia's tears drip by themselves considering what they've done last night, she's a wife yet she can't keep her purity. What would she say if her husband found out about what he was going through, embarrassed, sad, broken and upset that he could not speak with words. His relationship with Brian was very bad, even Anggia had resolved to separate, but still he felt guilty for what he did. As Anggia recalled Brian's words calling her a self-worthless woman, she squeezed the blanket because what Brian said was true.
What was said or the accusations were true, all proved by what had happened. All true is very true, sorry and sorry that is all that now covers him. Anggia wish this was just a dream but not all real and already happening, is the way to turn the clock around and fix everything? If there's anggia eager to change everything that's happened.
Anggia slowly came down from the bed without waking up Bilmar, he picked up the scattered clothes. Her lips still continued to tremble with tears that became a loyal friend. Anggia slowly walked out of the room, with footsteps stumbling Anggia also stepped out of the Villa.
Anggia walked on the side of the road, he walked down a lonely road at dawn that was still very cold. Occasionally he met people who walked towards the mosque to perform dawn prayers, Anggia was ashamed of her filthy self who had no faith in her heart until she made a very great sin.
Anggia wept and sat down on the side of the street, she lowered her head with a hiccup still coming out of her sweet lips, "I'm so despicable, God, is there a way for me to repent, is there forgiveness for the adulterous woman like me, O God....." Anggia no longer know what to do and how.
Anggia try to stand back up, walking without direction and purpose. His heart was still too ashamed of everything that happened, even he could not accept this reality with his chest. Mentari feels the dirtiest man in the world, he also does not know how to account for his actions later. Aggia always tried to take care of themselves, but foolishly all he destroyed himself.