Dear, Soul!!
A special moment forgotten
The morning began to welcome after a dark night with its blacks passed. The sun slowly began to greet from the eastern horizon, giving its light with a soothing warm feeling. The dew grains that were previously engrossed perched on the foliage, slowly evaporated into the air and disappeared without leaving a trace.
Salwa began to wake up after a night of sleep accompanied by a dream that immediately made her forget when she woke up. The eyes that are still sweet, and the awareness that is still trying to be collected one by one, makes Salwa still enjoy his position now. Until he slowly realized that Fauzi's hand was coiling quietly on his waist.
Salwa was a little surprised, although it should no longer be a thing that could surprise him, considering the last six years, such things that he always met every morning wake up.
“Ta-whose hands?” Salwa Mumbles.
Although initially hesitant, Salwa's curiosity forces her to turn around.
“Fa-Fauzi??”
Salwa clarified her sight, made sure what her sense of sight was catching this morning was correct, and....
“HUWAAAA WHY ARE YOU HERE?????”
Salwa's screams made Fauzi shocked. The man who had been accompanying him from night, immediately broke up when his wife's scream hit his eardrum unexpectedly.
Salwa got up, took a few steps back from Fauzi.
“What are you doing here?? What are you doing huh??”
“Sa-honey.. What's up?” Fauzi asked with the awareness he had gathered faster than waking up before.
“What are you doing here Ozi??”
There is a longing, but it keeps a big question mark.
After marriage, Salwa rarely even barely ever called Fauzi by Ozi's call. The call was often mentioned when Salwa was still dating status 11 years ago.
“Ma-mean? I-I'm always here, baby.”
“Quarr...”.
“Out?”
“Exit from my room.”
“Ta-but why?”?
“I know we love each other, love each other, but not like this Ozi”
“How is this??”
“You ask how??? Ah anyway come out, before Dad and Mom see”
“Indeed why if Daddy's the same Mom look? Some of them are not here, they will not be able to see us”
“Oh, so you take the opportunity because you know the same Mother Father is not at home”
Fauzi was again made to struggle with question marks that were playing in his head. Thousands of questions about his wife this morning, hunting for answers.
“What do you mean dear?”
“You are still there too?? What we are doing is Ozi's fault. I know we have plans to get married, but that doesn't mean we can sleep together now”
Married plans??? Is Salwa delusional again now??
“Plan to get married? We have already been men..”
“Keluarrrr..”
“Sayang.. We have already.”
“Quarr!!”
“Siangs.”.
“I didn't think you could take a chance like this. Things like this we can't do even if we love each other. Sleeping together is only done by a husband and wife, not a couple who are still dating like we”
Deeggs...
The mystery in his wife's brain was really something that was very reliable to make Fauzi surprised and confused. But of all the strange things Salwa had said, this was the most painful thing for Fauzi. How could his beloved wife forget their status? How could she forget all the memories in their marriage.
Fauzi's tears began to pool in his eyes. A deep fear was getting into him. Is this the beginning of his wife's disturbed memory of him? This morning, her beloved woman forgot about their current status and relationship. So what are the days ahead of him that he will forget? Did he finally forget it too? Just by thinking like that, the pain becomes more and more to bully Fauzi. I don't want to be forgotten with you Salwa.
“Out Ozi...”
“Sayang.”
Salwa stepped closer to Fauzi, pulling Fauzi with all her strength, pushing Fauzi out of their room.
Fauzi certainly can withstand the pull of Salwa that is not how strong it is when compared to the power of Fauzi. But his wife's insistence made Fauzi stretch a little of his strength.
Fauzi is still trying to explain to Salwa about their status, in the midst of Salwa who is struggling to drive Fauzi from their bedroom.
“Salwa, listen to me first.”
Salwa quickly closed her room, leaving Fauzi's view of his wife blocked.
“Sayang.. Open the door..”
Salwa did not listen to what Fauzi had to say. Fauzi's call and Fauzi's explanation from behind the door were ignored.
Salwa rushes to pick up her phone, looking for her mother's contact and calls her as soon as possible.
“Halo darling”
A soft voice from across the phone, a beautiful welcome in Salwa's ear.
“I-mom where?”
“Home dear. What was? Why is your voice panicking like that?”
“Home-at-home? Ja-so Mom's home now?”
“Iya, why? What's up Salwa?”
“Ibuuu...”.
Salwa's long call accompanied by her bursting cry, made her mother so worried. Fauzi who heard Salwapun's cry strengthened his call with more frequency. But as often as Fauzi called, still not ignored by Salwa.
“Dear you why? What happened???” ask his mother worried. All the bad thoughts began to approach his mother. From the legitimate happenings, until the thought of his daughter who was munkgin just hurt by her husband at this time.
“Mbuuu... I'm sorry, I don't know why this happened either. My mother didn't say anything, I didn't know anything. Mom forgive me.”
“Im sorry what dear? What have you finished? What happened?”
“O-Ozi Bu..”
“Fauzi? Fauzi why darling??”
“Fauzi sleeps with me. He sleeps next to me Mom.”
A sense of worry that had invaded his mother, immediately changed and became confused with a high level. Why was the princess just crying and frightened when she found her husband sleeping next to her.
“I really don't do anything Mom, really!. I also don't know why Ozi was suddenly next to me. Ma'am, I don't mean to make Mom shy, I'm sorry Mom..”
Salwa explained the chronology of the incident that she thought was wrong, crying.
“Indeed why would it be a pity if Fauzi slept next to you?”
“Mom said that?? Although I'm the same Ozi plans to get married, but still I can't sleep with Ozi if still dating” explained Salwa.
Not much different from what Fauzi felt, confusion and worry began to penetrate his mother's feelings more deeply, although the two had different types of feelings of worry, considering Fauzi is getting used to the strange things that happen to his wife, his mother does not know anything about what happened to her daughter.
“Pa-dating?? What the hell are you talking about, honey?? Fauzi is your husband”
“Suami??” salwa asked, explaining what her mother said. “Fauzi is my husband? Is he already my husband? Since when?” questions in succession begin Salwa launch.
“Ka-you don't remember?”
“Bu, Fauzi is really my husband?”
Salwa did not give an answer to her mother's question, but rather a new question that she gave back to her mother.
“Iya darling. Son, are you okay??”
Salwa looked towards the door. Fauzi's call was still heard from there.
“Salwa, are you okay son??”
Ask her mother again, but Salwa who has focused her mind on Fauzi who has become her husband at this time, makes her ignore her mother's question from across the phone. Salwa focused on digesting the situation with her gaze that could not be separated from the door that constantly sounded Fauzi's knock there.
Confusion again struck Salwa, her mind slowly having trouble digesting something provided for her, making her so slow to understand the situation.
“Halo darling.. Salwaa.”
His mother's call with a slightly high tone, managed to catch Salwa's attention.
“I-iya Ma, I'm fine.”
“What happened son?”
“No Ma'am, everything is fine”
“You sure?”
“Iya, Mom. Mom, I'll turn off the phone” first
Not yet Salwa got permission to turn off the phone from his mother, he had pressed the screen of his phone with the description endcall.
Salwa slowly walked towards the door. Silent for a moment in front of the door and hesitantly shrouded in confusion, Salwa unlocked and turned the door hinge. Until he pulled and saw Fauzi's face with tears that flooded his face
