Between Me and My Husband

Mind-switching project

I miss him, never in a second did I stop thinking about him. Even anything I do will end up reminding me of him. I guess he's there just as much as I am here. I don't think so, let alone the fact that I only love him but he doesn't. It's really stifling.

He's a busy man, and I'm busy thinking about him. I sent him a message a few times.

It's lunchtime yet, has lunch?

Mas, although busy do not forget to pray yes.

Mom, mom called. He asked me if I was all right alone, and asked me to go to my mom's house so I wouldn't be lonely. But I said it's okay to be home alone.

I'm not cooking today, just ordering food online. Has Dinner not been?

And there are still a few more messages I'm sending, just reminding him of something he should be doing or telling him my daily life. I don't expect it to be immediately countered, but I will be very happy when he immediately replies. But he mostly replied that it had been so long gone, or that night had come.

He called me too, but it was so late. Even so I will be very excited to receive a call from him. Our conversation was always interrupted in the middle of the chatter as he would fall asleep unknowingly. I understand it, probably because the day was so tiring.

Many times I see my phone, once there is a notification I will rush to see it. But when I opened it wasn't the message I was waiting for, I was really disappointed.

"Are you waiting for a call?" Ask Amel.

We had lunch near the campus.

"No." I replied, I was not waiting for a call but waiting for my message to be answered. Since I woke up earlier I have sent him a message, but let alone in reply, just look at it not yet.

"Waiting messages? From whom? Your husband?" Ask Amel again.

I didn't answer, just nodded with a gloomy face.

"How long has he been there?"

"It's the last day, maybe tomorrow he just came home. But since morning he hasn't read my messages."

"He's probably busy. Never mind, eat fast. Isn't it usual for you to eat number 1?" Said Amel who had spent the food on his plate.

I eat with no taste. The taste of food that is usually good now becomes bland. Hiding is very torturous. How many days is this.

"Too already, come with me. We're gonna do a mind-shifting project. Let's not just think about your husband." Amel.

After eating, Amel and I left the campus area to the famous salon near from there. This is one of Amel's steps in the mind-shifting project.

"Taking care of yourself is important. Let our appearance more fresh, if the outside is fresh will bring our mood is also better." It's good when we register the queue at the registration table.

We'll do facials and creambath. Want spa all so you can massage the body, but it turns out it takes a long time. So we choose only facial and hair care.

We finished the day's treatment already in the afternoon. I looked at my appearance through the large glass of the salon. My face is a little reddish from the effects of the facial, but it's okay tomorrow will disappear by itself. My appearance is quite glow up than before the treatment, let alone my hairstyle that was blow after the creambath earlier.

"Step 2. We're going to the mall, watching you wash your eyes." Said Amel, pulling my hand towards the car.

"Well, what movie do you want?" My toot.

"Don't be romantic. Will my project fail, what kind of horror movie? That's another viral, KKN movie." Answer Amel.

"Huh? You intentionally yes. Ogah ah, I'm home alone tauk!" Reject me who parno first.

"That's exactly what my project did. I'm not papa, later if you're afraid I'm going to sleep deh." Kelit Amel, and I think it's true too. I finally followed Amel's advice.

At 18:15 we entered the studio to watch.

"I had planned to watch Mas Dipta but did not. Uh now so watch but even with you." I said before the lights went out.

"What's? Why is it with me? Think of it as girls day out. So stop thinking about your husband?" Amel said with great emphasis.

After that the lights went out. Horror movies are starting. The atmosphere became tense as the apparitions of female ghosts began to appear. I closed my eyes for a moment during the tense scene. Sometimes a shriek was heard from some other audience. I prefer to close my eyes and ears.

Didn't feel the film was over, we got out of the cinema almost 8 p.m.

"We're going straight home, right?!" Take me. Amel nodded.

"How so? Shouldn't you sleep?" Ask.

"No need, I mostly don't want the horror scenes so don't be afraid very much." My answer.

"Okay then, we split up here. You go to the parking lot, I go to the front of the mall, Mr. ojek already waiting."

"Huh? Why don't I get Mel?"

"This is malem Kan, anyways our direction is opposite. If you must nganter me first, you can reach home later in the 10s. I did it first, sir ojeknya already called." Amel said as the half-running road left me.

"Thank you today Mel. Ati-dah!" I said before he got away. Amel turned his head towards me, he smiled as he gave a thumbs up at me.

I also walked to the parking lot.

Arriving in the car, I saw my phone that I had been silent since. There are some messages there. One of them is from Mas Dipta. There was also a history of missed calls from him 5 times.

Kania, where are you? Why don't you pick up the phone.

Mas Dipta's message came in at 6 pm. Brarti when I was at the mall and waiting for the time to watch.

I tried calling back, but he didn't answer. I finally decided to send him a message.

I was with Amel at the movie Mas. Sorry I didn't pick up your phone.

After that, I put my phone in the holder on the dashboard so that when there will be a reply message or call from him I can know. I immediately drove the car and went home.

But even at home there was no reply to messages or calls from him. I took a deep breath, and entered the house.

Arriving in the quiet house I went straight to the kitchen to grab a drink. The kitchen lights are on, I don't remember ever turning them on. Is it possible that Mbok Pur just lit up. Not too much to think about, I then went up to the room.

When I was going to go into the room, I was so worried. Because the lights in the room are already on, visible from between the bottom door. I haven't turned that light on since last night I turned it off. Mbok Pur couldn't have turned it on either, because I wouldn't let him clean this room.

My chest was beating so fast, my hands were already sweating. Should I call the police, I'm not sure who's inside. A scene of a horror movie I just watched began to appear. Suddenly regret came when I refused when I would be accompanied by Amel.

I was in a dilemma on my own doorstep. But I finally decided to take a look. I'm gonna open the door a little bit, and then if you think that's in there dangerous, I'm gonna run. I still have the car keys.

I read the basmalah, and with trembling hands I turned the doorknob.

Chequek.

The door opened, and I saw it as if I couldn't believe it.