Holy Prison

PS2. 12 - Secret of Ulfa

“Mama, my stomach hurts” I said.

I was confused, even though I had eaten, but my stomach still hurt. I don't want to tell Mas Faiz because I feel like I can handle this. I am not used to the doctor anyway. Usually just taking the mag medicine that my family used to buy, can be cured immediately.

“You're late eating again huh?” ask Mama.

I also nodded.

“Mama yesterday bought nag medicine that you used to drink, it's in your brother. Mama ask first yes.” said Mama.

“Eh, no, Ma. Let me look for Brother Ulfa.” I said.

“Your stomach how?” ask Mama.

“It's okay, Ma. I went to Ulfa first yes.” I said.

“Alright, usually Ulfa there is a kitchen.” Mama said.

I went to the kitchen to find Ulfa. And sure enough, I faintly heard the voice of Sister Ulfa. It seems like Brother Ulfa is busy chatting with someone. I also went into the kitchen, apparently Ulfa was calling someone.

“I don't know either, Ha. I just found out that the woman he wanted to apply for was my sister when his family came. Though you know right, the person who often chat with him that I am not my sister.”

DEG!

I was flinching in place. I shut my mouth not believing what I heard. My eyes are hot. My heart was beating so hard. I'm shaking. I can't see Brother Ulfa. I stared at Brother Ulfa's back with a pushy look.

I also ran straight into the room. There was no shouting behind me, the sign was that Ulfa did not realize that I heard her words. My thoughts now continue to be fixed on the sentence Ulfa addressed to her friend on the phone. My heart hurts so much.

I am really confused at this time, Brother Ulfa is my brother, I can't just directly reprimand him, I don't want our relationship to be fractured again. Loved her.

I dropped my body on the side of the bed. I smothered my own mouth so that no sound would come out of my mouth. I started hugging my knees. I was really confused and my chest hurt.

Ulfa's not wrong, really. Having feelings for Mas Faiz was not a mistake. However, the fact that Sister Ulfa still liked my husband after we got married in my opinion is a mistake. I'm really confused. However, remembering before I married Ulfa already liked Mas Faiz made me feel guilty. If so, have I the wicked taken Mas Faiz from Sister Ulfa?

“An?” suddenly Mas Faiz squatted in front of me.

I can only shake. My tears are hard. I kept my mouth shut so that my sobbing would not be heard by anyone outside the room. My room isn't soundproof, I don't want to worry everyone. Moreover, I don't want Sister Ulfa to know what I know.

Mas Faiz hugged me. “What's up?” tanyanya while rubbing my head worriedly.

“B-ba-wa I'm from here, Mas. I beg.” I said.

“Are we not moving tomorrow? What's up?” ask Mas Faiz.

Mas Faiz let go of my embrace and looked at me worriedly, he wiped the tears on my cheek. Seeing Mas Faiz's face made me even more unwilling to lose him. I was selfish not to think about Ulfa's feelings. But I don't want to lose Mas Faiz.

I shook my head, unable to answer Mas Faiz's question.

“Istighfar, An.” says Mas Faiz.

“Astgahfirullah al-azim.” I said in a voice that barely came out.

Mas Faiz did not speak anymore. He just hugged me while rubbing me. I feel sleepy and can't remember anything anymore.

***

I opened my eyes.

“You're up, An?” ask Mas Faiz.

I hurriedly sat down, nodding. “What time is it, Mas?” my many.

“Jam 18.20.” reply.

“I pray first.” I say.

Mas Faiz nodded. I also took the wudu water and I found a prayer rug that had been held, complete with mucena on it. My heart warms to the thought of Mas Faiz preparing it. I smiled at Mas Faiz and prayed.

After the prayer, I approached Mas Faiz.

“How do you feel?” ask Mas Faiz.

“I'm calmer, Mas.” I said.

“I'm very worried about you.” said Mas Faiz.

“You don't need to apologize.” said Gus Faiz.

Me and Mas Faiz, now shut up. Sinking into each of our minds. I went back to wondering if I should say the truth to Mas Faiz or not. Mas Faizpun did not ask him, it seems that he does not want to come back sad if I have to tell him what happened.

“You are not curious about what happened, Mas?” my many.

“I don't want to make you sad.” he said.

I looked at my husband's face. He was so kind and considerate.

“Mas, can we move tonight too?” my many.

“Can I know the reason?” ask Mas Faiz.

“I promise I will say everything after we move house, Mas.” I said. “I really can't tell you everything here.”.

“Good, I met Papa first, yes.” said Mas Faiz.

I'm nodding. Mas Faiz stood up I hurriedly blocked his hand. He also stopped. His eyes looked like they were asking what was wrong.

“Thank you.” I said.

Mas Faiz smiled, he patted my hand.

I let go of my hand, and let it go. After Mas Faiz left, I walked into the closet, and began to stuff my clothes and my husband's clothes into two large suitcases. Other than clothes, I put makeup equipment in the box. And some things that I think are important I put in the bag.

Our equipment is not much. So, when Azan Isya was reverberating, I had already finished climbing the items. Salat too. Looks like Mas Faiz went straight to the Mosque with Papa.

After the prayer, he knocked on the door and entered.

“What's up, Son?” ask Mama.

“Nothing, Ma. I just want to quickly see a new home.” I said as I chuckled.

I can't tell you what's going on with Mama. I really did not want to make him worry and think no-no to Sister Ulfa.

“There are you.” Mama said.

“Ma, sorry yes, Ma. If I suddenly ask to move now.” I said.

“It's okay, Son. Later if you are home, do not forget to bares-beres yes. You are diligent. Don't let the house fall apart.” said Mama.

I'm nodding.

“Learn cook yes, Nak.” says Mama.

I nodded again.

“Don't forget to call often, Mama.” Mama said. Mom's eyes are glazed. He wiped his own tears.

I hugged him.

Shortly after, Ulfa went into the room. I forced a smile and forced myself to look nothing.

“You want to move now, Dek?” ask Ulfa.

I'm nodding. “Iya, Brother.”

“Why is it fast?” ask Ulfa.

“It's okay, Brother. I just want to stop bothering Mama, Papa.” I said.

“Indeed you can already rent?” ask Ulfa.

“Alhamdulillah, Mas Faiz already has a home in Menteng District, Kak.” I said.

Highlight the eyes of Ulfa immediately another. I threw away the thought that Sister Ulfa didn't like me. I can't say that highlight is like an envious highlight.

“Thank you once, Dek.” said Brother Ulfa. His tone sounded sad.

It seems like my choice to leave was indeed the best choice. Hopefully with the absence of me and Mas Faiz at home, Ulfa can forget Mas Faiz sooner.