Holy Prison

Holy Prison
PS2. 26 - Exploded



“How do you know Mr Anggara?” ask me to Ulfa.


“She is cousin Aaron.” says Sister Ulfa.


Dimas. His eyes kept watching my face. It really feels very uncomfortable for me.


“Call me Dimas only, like Faiz.” Dimas said.


“Good.” I said smile. “Is it true that you are cousin Aaron?” my many.


Dimas nodded. “You know Aaron?” tanyakanya.


I haven't had time to say anything, Mas Faiz directly cut our conversation, “Iya, we know him. Aaron and Ilham are our friends.” said Gus Faiz.


"Linda too." I said chimed in.


“Oh, yes? Why didn't you guys come to Aaron's wedding?” tanya Dimas is full of search.


“Married? You mean Aaron's married?” ask Mas Faiz.


Mas Faiz's question was in line with the one I wanted to ask. I went back to what happened when I met Aaron and Farha a few days ago when Mas Faiz and I went to Monas.


“Iya. Aaron married a woman, his sister's friend if not wrong.” replied Dimas.


“What.. her name is Farha?” my many.


Ulfa laughed. In my eyes the kind of laughs Ulfa is laughing cynically, “You confess his best friend yet you do not know the truth? Looks like your friendship is perfect once.” he said full of irony (fine satire).


“My wife never revolted with Farha, so it's only natural that my wife doesn't know.” said Mas Faiz.


Hearing my wife's words, my heart warmed. Real warm.


“Zaman is advanced, Gus. It should be easy to track his whereabouts and search for his mobile number. That's just an excuse.” said Ulfa.


Mas Faiz was about to answer but I held his hand under the table signaling that my husband would not answer Brother Ulfa's words again.


“Did you come to her wedding, Brother?” my many.


“Of course. I came because I was invited to the wedding.” said Sister Ulfa.


I was silent at the words of Sister Ulfa. Didn't I often tell her that I was looking for Farha's whereabouts? But why did Ulfa not want to tell me that she can still contend with Farha even if only through a mobile phone?


Now my mind is filled with many things. About Aaron and Farha. I recall Farha dressed in a very different fashion as she was in the cottage, Farha being angry pushing Aaron, and Aaron saying that she should go after Farha. It turns out they were husband and wife. Aaron dared to touch Farha's hand.


I thought secretly about Arum's feelings. I know how Arum feels about Aaron, but maybe Farha is Aaron's mate, not Arum. I pray that their marriage will last until the end of their lives. And they became a sadinah family, mawaddah, wa rahmah.


“You are very good at finding a wife, Is.” Dimas said.


Mas Faiz glanced at Dimas, figuring out the meaning of Dimas' words. I looked up because I felt like I was being talked about.


“Your wife is very beautiful, I guess she is a wife who is salihah.” said Dimas.


“Yes, my wife is very beautiful and salihah. I am very lucky to have a wife like.” Mas Faiz was proud.


I smiled faintly at the praise of Dimas and Mas Faiz. Suddenly I glanced at Sister Ulfa because of what. Then I saw the look on Kak Ulfa's face, the look on her face changed. He looks grunting. I'm not feeling good. I was thinking what the words Dimas or Mas Faiz had alluded to.


“You are indeed good at really captivating women, Is. Just like in the cottage first.” said Dimas. Cutting meat with a knife.


Mas Faiz stopped moving his hand on the plate, and stared at Dimas sharply. I listened to Dimas and Mas Faiz. Honestly, I am sad every time I hear that many people like my husband.


“I wonder, can you still sleep well every time you break the hearts of those who like you?” asked Dimas while chuckling.


"I'm also curious if you're still the same as you were in the past" said Mas Faiz,


Mas Faiz's jaw is hardened. He looks angry. I rubbed his hand on the table. Dimas looked at my hand with a gaze that I could not confirm.


“It seems your goal is to meet me, just to warm up my relationship with my wife, by way of scraping past.” asked Mas Faiz.


“Of course not. I just want to make you nostalgic. After all you already have a pretty girl next to you, right? Uh? Why do I say your wife is a girl? Well, if I see she still looks like a girl, her aura is clear, my guess is right?” asked Dimas while chuckling.


Hearing the words of Dimas I became very sad and ashamed. I was so read in his eyes. I'm really embarrassed to hear such a joke. Besides I'm embarrassed, I don't want to see my husband embarrassed either. This must be because I always ask my husband to wait. Immediately I regretted and condemned my actions.


“Dimas!” mas Faiz.


“Come on, I'm just kidding. But judging from how you responded to my joke, it seems right. Too bad your wife is beautiful. If I had a wife like her I wouldn't even let her get away with a day's stuff. Hahaha no I don't think you still like to play with women, Is.” said Dimas.


“On what basis do you dare say that my husband is a man who likes to play with women?” my many.


Long ago my emotions appeared hearing Dimas's words. I really don't like hearing other people vilify my husband. I trust my husband very much. My husband couldn't have done what Dimas said. Not likely.


But deep down there was a feeling of sadness. If I think again, when in Pondok Abah first, Mas Faiz was the dream of all students. But, is it true that behind his cold demeanor, Mas Faiz is someone who likes to play tricks on women? Ah, no-no. I need to get rid of this thought.


“Ask your husband. You're very lucky to be married, Nin. You know, Faiz once hugged a Kyai boy who loved him very much. He gave the hug, but when held accountable he went home to his parents. Her name is Aisha, she was once admitted to a mental hospital because of that.” Dimas said.


I looked towards my husband. I'm really sick of hearing Mas Faiz once hugged another woman. I was not the first person to fall into his arms. Aisha. I remember who Aisha was. Aisha was a beautiful woman we had met at the Istiqlal Mosque.


My mind started to rage unnoticed.


“Cannot be. I can't believe my husband ever hugged a woman who wasn't his mahram.” I said. I convinced myself.


“You can ask your husband directly.” he said.


I glanced at Mas Faiz, he just kept silent while grinding his teeth for holding back the anger. I understand the meaning of silence, he confirmed Dimas' words. One tear of my eye came down.


“Mas, I went to the room.” said I ran straight away from the dining table and headed straight for the room.


Mas Faiz is not after me. I'm really disappointed. I kept running with tears on my cheeks.


“Nindy!” yell someone in front of my room.


I'm turning. I found Brother Ulfa chasing me. I stopped too. I looked at Brother Ulfa's face. Brother Ulfa looks sumringah. My blood is boiling now. How could it be that when his sister is sad, my brother could be so upset like that.


“It turns out Gus Faiz is not as good as we thought yes, Dik.” said Kak Ulfa while giggling.


I really hate that shit. I was still silent to hear what my brother was going to tell me.


“It's a good thing I didn't get married to Gus Faiz. It turns out that behind his pious attitude, he likes to play tricks on women. Are you sorry you're married to him now?” ask Ulfa.


My brain began to think that all this was no coincidence if I saw how Kak Ulfa reacted like this. He looked surprised like me when I knew clearly that Ulfa liked my husband too. His attitude is really suspicious.


I stared at Brother Ulfa sharply. Then take a step forward. I really can't stand his attitude.


“What meeting Dimas with us is a coincidence?” tanyaku sharp.


“Hahaha of course.” says Kak Ulfa.


“I asked once again. Is this a coincidence?” ask me to Ulfa.


My eyes are dark now staring at him. Ulfa looked scared to see me.


“Yes, this is all my plan. Why?” great-granddaughter Ulfa.


PLAKKK!


One slap of mine just floated up to his cheek. Sister Ulfa held her cheek and looked at me sharply full of hatred. “You dare me?” tanyakanya. “I am your brother, how brazen you are!” exclaim Brother Ulfa.


“What, since I am only a sister, must I justify all your words and deeds, Brother? Hopefully my slap can make you aware and can introspect yourself. It was just a little slap, try to feel how you keep slapping me inwardly since my wedding, Kak.” I said. Then turn around and enter the room.