Holy Prison

PS2 40 - Nontoxic Fishing

After we made up in the room I suddenly wanted to eat acidic food. I often hear people say that pregnant people like acid, this is called cravings. Seems like. I smiled, it was like I wanted something while I was pregnant.

“Mas, I want sour fruit.” I said.

“What do you want?” ask Mas Faiz.

“I want, young mango sama kedondong.” I said.

“Alright, Mas search first yes.” said Mas Faiz.

Mas Faizpun went out. I also went down. I want to talk to Farha. I hope Ulfa leaves so we don't have to cross paths.

“Farha..” call me.

“Eh, yes, Ma'am?” ask Farha.

“What in the refrigerator there is fruit?” my many. “I want to eat fresh sour-acid fruit. Mas Faiz is looking but I still want when in the refrigerator there.”.

I was about to go to the kitchen to check the contents of the refrigerator but suddenly my stomach was nauseous.

“I just bought pineapple to make sambal. Acid pineapple. It's in the refrigerator!” kaka Ulfa from above.

Mama is away with Papa said Mama he wants to visit her relatives who are sick in the hospital. Neither I nor Brother Ulfa knew him so we did not go along.

“Mbak want Pineapple?” ask Farha. “Let me get you.” continue.

“Mau, thank you yes Farha.” I said.

Brother Ulfa went to nowhere, it looks like a room. It turns out that even though it is often the mouth of a person, Ulfa remains attentive to me. He's still my brother. I smiled in my heart.

I also sat watching TV. Then soon Farha came with a plate of pineapple that had been cut into small pieces complete with his fork.

“Thank you, Farha.” I said.

I poked a pineapple and I was about to put it in my mouth. I chewed. So yummy. I also stabbed another one.

“An!” mas Faiz. He ran and hurriedly snatched the fork that was still stuck the pineapple on me. And put it on the table.

“What's up, Mas?” ask Mas Faiz.

As much as I was, he looked at Mas Faiz with a puzzled look. We were both at a loss to see how Mas Faiz looked so angry.

“Do not eat pineapple. Says people can make a miscarriage.” says Mas Faiz.

JLB!

I hurried to the sink and tried to spit out the pineapple I had eaten. Not too difficult. Mas Faiz followed me. We sat down again in front of the TV.

“Did you give my wife this pineapple?” asked Mas Faiz in an angry tone.

“Iya, I'm sorry. I really don't know.” said Farha.

“Kak Ulfa fishing Mas. Farha really doesn't know anything. He just wants to give me what I want.” I said.

Mas Faiz hastily got up. I didn't know where he was going, but my instincts told me I had to follow him. “Mas!” call me.

Faiz did not look. He walked up the stairs. I followed him too. Farha just fell silent in that place feeling guilty to me for accidentally almost harming my baby. I do not know whether eating pineapple can indeed abort the womb or not, or can make my stomach health disturbed or not.

It turned out that Mas Faiz was walking towards Brother Ulfa's room. Arriving in front of Brother Ulfa's room, he knocked on the door of Brother Ulfa's room.

Wh-tok-tok!

Shortly thereafter Brother Ulfapun came out. I saw my husband knocking on the door. Eyes twinkling. I really feel nauseous. Nausea due to congenital and nausea due to seeing the blatant twinkle of the eye shown.

“Lho. I didn't tell your wife to eat it.” said Brother Ulfa.

“Listen yes, Brother. I have been silent because I respect my sister as my wife. But today, after what you do, I will not stay silent anymore if you do things that harm my wife and future children in the future.” said Mas Faiz.

I looked at my husband. I just saw him this time who looks so angry at someone.

“But, Gus..” said Kak Ulfa tried to defend herself. But Mas Faiz hurriedly interrupted him.

“If sister does all this because likes me. I reiterate, if I do not have the slightest taste for Big Brother, even if in this world a woman only lives big brother, I will choose to be single for life. Remember that, and never interrupt our marriage again! If you have morals, stop doing bad things.” said Mas Faiz.

Mas Faiz turned around, and took me away. I don't feel like vomiting for now. I looked back. I saw Brother Ulfa clenching his hands. “Awas y'all.” said angry.

Mas Faiz didn't care about it. I looked at my husband's face.

“We're home, An.” said. Jaw hardens.

“Iya, Mas.” I said.

After we went into the room and brought the bag, we went home, of course I took Farha. The fruit that Mas Faiz bought, I also brought.

...***...

The next day we had breakfast together. Farha's cooking, I'm just helping her get the ingredients she needs. In addition to cooking, she also asked me to observe the way she cooked. He taught me sincerely. I could see the old Farha in her eyes. I thank him in my heart, for he was not affected by Sister Ulfa.

After breakfast Mas Faiz went to the office, after a meal, I re-dressed my husband's tie with happiness and pride. Mas Faiz does prefer to wear a tie lately. When I finished, I drove him forward, kissed his hand, kissed my forehead. I'm so happy.

“Get yourself well, An.” said Mas Faiz.

“Iya, Mas also be careful on the road yes.” I said.

“Iya. Assalamualaikum.” Mas Faiz gave his regards.

“Waalaikumussalam wa rahatulli wa barakatuh.” I return my husband's greetings with a smile. Mas Faiz smiled, then got into the car.

After closing and locking the gate. I went inside to see Farha. He's sweeping the floor.

“Farha, you just sit down. Let me do it.” I said.

“No need, Ma'am. Just let me. Anyway I'm happy to do it because I'm used to it.” said Farha.

Because I don't want to hand that broom to me. I also took the initiative to take a broom. I don't feel sick today at all. Maybe this is because there is no Ulfa.

“We're like we're ro’an huh, Far? Hahaha” said.

“Hahaha, yes, Ma'am. But the difference if it used to be one room if now we are only two.” said Farha.

“Yes, I was right. But at least me or you are not alone.” I said with a smile.

“I miss the cottage, Mbak.” said Farha.

“Iya, I also miss hut.” I said.

“Congratulations yes, Mbak over the wedding, Mbak.” said Farha.

“Thank you yes, I would also like to congratulate you on your wedding.” I said.

Suddenly Farha's face changed. I really misspoke. I began to grieve myself when I saw Farha's face turn sad.

“I'm sorry, Far. I have no intention of offending you, really.” I said. Trying to explain to Farha so she doesn't misunderstand my words.

Farha only nodded weakly.