Between Me, You And Them

NEW FIND

ELISE

I sat behind my living room window. I sucked the warm milk I made. I thought, it doesn't feel like I've been living here for more than 1 month. Just the two of me with my husband.

Actually, I am no stranger to the lonely world when I was at home, because when I lived with my mother I used to live alone.

We rarely spend time together, usually after eating we just go to the room to continue our activities.

Elmi and I studied, and Mom completed her teaching assignment. Even during the weekend we were also rarely together, because if mama was busy being a lecturer, she could accept her students for guidance at home.

I don't know, mama is the type of person who is active in working, because even on holidays she is still taking care of work rather than spending time with our children.

I understand why mama is like that, she has to earn money because she has to make sure me and Elmi live comfortably and prosper. He never asked for money for my life and Elmi with papa, if papa gave, yes that's because it was papa who wanted, not mama who asked.

During our stay there, my mother rarely had contact with my father by phone, since they separated, their relationship was not good. Mama was more precise, who kinda shut herself in with papa.

But he never forbade us his son to meet papa, he just shut himself up for himself. I'm no longer strange, because mama is as hard as her heart.

Because I also do not understand what he had felt after papa's departure, how deep the wound in his heart, which makes him become like this.

I looked at my HP screen, actually I could have created a new sosmed account, I wanted to see how they were they that I left behind by looking at the contents of their sosmed.

But I always undo my intentions, What if I want to come back after seeing them? What if I run out and want to live with them again? I just started living a new life here.

But thank goodness there was always a father accompanying my day. We never missed a day for video calls. As busy as his busy papa, at least he's asking for my news.

What else papa knows I'm always in stay brother go to work all day, papa must call to accompany me, chat for hours. Listen to my whole story here.

I feel good as long as my dad supports me. I want to give birth soon and will come to her there. I miss it once. I want to cry all over her in her arms.

Just try mama can treat me like papa treats me, but I realize, right what my brother said, we can not manage this life as we want. Not everything went as smoothly as we thought. Our job is only to accept all of them.

I have missed my old life for a month. I miss school, I miss Purna and Sharma. I miss my place, I miss everything.

I don't know until when I can withstand all this longing, so I also decided not to try to find out about them. I don't want to miss you more.

What else do I see brother now focused on our new life, I think I should compensate for it. I can't keep showing my excitement in front of him. I don't want his spirit down. Because not only am I the one who lost our old life, it is the same.

If I see his face after he works, see his sweat, I can't if I have to complain with the turmoil of my heart. All I did was hear all her carita day after day, about her at work, whatever she was doing. I try to be a good listener.

I learned a lot about house life with Official Ma'am. He said, a good wife is a wife who is a good listener, without any judgment. What else if the husband comes home from work and tells me there are problems in his work, our job is only to listen and encourage, because their true needs are only heard. That's what I've been doing for a month.

During the work brother, me and he could only ask news through chatting, we rarely called. I understand, because he works on the road. being a courier carrying a vehicle. It's a little hard if we have to call, it's gonna bother him to work.

At most he would call me if it was a break, even if I was not sleeping, if I was sleeping he would not call me.

my WA notification rang breaking my daydream. There's a new message from my brother.

Had El's breakfast?

Drink some milk again.

Eat yes, already in the kitchen brother ready.

Yes bang, if not nauseous about Elsi eat.

Since the incident I vomited that night, I became so often nauseous now, thank God I can still drink pregnant milk, because the official mother said there were even those who could not drink or eat anything.

I asked why I arrived here I could be nauseous like this, when the early start time is not like this, he said there is a myth, if we are pregnant and married, if we are married, just now something like that appeared. There was even a before marriage her stomach like it was not visible, but when married her stomach looks enlarged. "Color's been acknowledged by her father" That's a myth that you officially told me.

Now I really can't smell the parfume my brother used to love. Just imagining it I became dizzy, how do I kiss her.

Since then he has never worn a parfume in front of me. He doesn't want to see me tormented.

So did eating, I was always excited when eating one meal, but in my bowl, I could spit out everything I had swallowed.

The safest thing I eat is melons and biscuits. That's all that's been safe to enter my stomach, without me feeling nauseous. Therefore, my brother always stocked in the kitchen. If there's no rice coming in, at least I can eat those two. This is what it feels like to be pregnant.

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Who'sis that? Why did he park to close my door.

Just now I want to take HP tell brother, it turns out that brother himself got off the car. I'm surprised I'm not playing.

"Don't you?" Ask me when I open the door.

"Assynoltom..." He said while bringing me into the house.

"Who's car bang?" I continued my question.

"Milkurall?"

Oh yes, I was curious to not answer his greetings.

"Goddessalam... Whose car bang?"

"Until forget to say hello to his kepo." His ejek at me.

"Yes, El thought someone else was parking recklessly in front of our house."

"El laundry car. There's no way I have a brother." He said while taking off his jacket and shoes.

"Can I take it home?" Ask me wonder.

"Given bang Kiki. Kasian said that the foot walk mulu go there."

Waitie? I think I heard wrong.

"Huh?" I put on a confused face.

"Why baby?"

"Street?"

Brother nodded.

"Walking down to work?" Ask me again convincingly.

"Yes? Why?"

"Not her all this time riding ojol?"

"Huh? You never talk that."

"So this whole time on foot?!"

"Yes. Why the hell?"

"El all this time thought brother ride ojek tau brother."

"Riding on the ojek? It's close by."

I came to sit next to her and rubbed her hair.

"Why walk, kasian, far away." He laughed when he saw me panic.

"Near Elsiiiii... So close. I thought El knew all along."

"Do not know! That's why Elsi was shocked. All this time El thought back and forth brother ride ojek. Or at least angkot."

"No, if you ride the ojek already surely brother picked up in front of the house dong. All this time Elsi never saw a shuttle brother. But calm down, now you go back and forth by car. Don't be sad about it." He said while pinching my cheek.

Still I can't believe that if all this time he's been going back and forth on foot.It's worth every come he must be sweating. I don't know if he's like that. I became a kasian again to him.

More sad again, I as his wife did not even know. We have been living together for a month. Elsi you suck.

It's not easy being a true wife, I have a lot to learn at my very young age. Don't let something as trivial as before I don't know.