I Give My Husband to the Perakor

Who Is He Actually?

‘’Ma—you mean?’’

‘’I already know all your viral household problems,’’ says without looking at me. Surprised me.

‘’So you're one of my followers?’’

‘’Iya, even for a long time.’’ it feels in disbelief, if in front of me this is one of my followers. How can I trust a man who looks like an office person to be my follower.

‘’You don't believe it? Need proof?’’ asked the man who placed the plate he had filled with Padang rice. Then reached into his pockets and fiddled with the flat objects he held.

‘’Well, this is your ig right?’’ he's thrusting his flat thing.

I doubtfully took it. Of course I was surprised to see whose Instagram profile picture appeared. There, it says ‘’follow’’.

‘’How do you still not believe?’’

‘’Ya, I believe kok.’’ I returned the flat object belonging to the man. And I swung in my daydream.

‘’Eat first yes. I was ready,’’ he said as he reached for a plate containing food. I shook weakly.

‘’I have no taste,’’ I said slowly, my gaze blankly staring at the window.

‘’Nel, you love your son right?’’

‘’You don't make sense! Of course I love my son!’’ sahutku.

‘’Nah, yes. That's why you have to eat for your child. Ntar you even more sick loh,’’ he said slowly. In my heart I confirmed his words.

Though I've said tight to her, uh she's still being patient. What the hell is it? Who the hell is he?

‘’I've bought in. Time just gets thrown away. Mubazir loh,’’ he added later. He knows the weapons to weaken me. Yes, the food thing I do not like the most if the food is wasted, especially if purchased.

I sighed softly,’’Iya, yes. I ate deh.’’

The man smiled and offered food to me.

‘’You are so good to me. Though we are nobody.’’ I reached for the plate containing rice Padang it.

It looks like there is rendang, yam leaves, and tempeh in it. From here I can tell, if this man is my followers on instagram. Because he knows so much about my favorite food. Yes, I always post what foods I like and what foods I don't like.

‘’Sama-sama, Nel. We Muslims should help each other in the good. Isn't that right?’’

In my heart I also justified his words, but if there is no intention behind it men will not be easy to help other women. Sometimes there are shrimp behind the bakwan.

I just nodded.

‘’Actually I do not want to be acquainted with his name man, my inner’’ who is still staring at the plate containing rice, still in my hand.

‘’Nel?’’

‘’Ah, yes?’’ his call was able to break my daydream.

‘’Do not stare so dong nasi. Let's eat!’’ the eagle's eyes were fixed on the plate I was holding. I don't know why I'm so lazy to eat and I have no taste. There is so much burden in my mind.

‘’Or want me a bribe?’’

My eyes are round,’’You don't talk that way!’’ my ketus.

‘’Ya, so eat rice.’’

I had to bribe him. He still nodded at the sofa close to me.

‘’Ma’af, Ren. You go home first, right? You have not rested and also fear there will be slander later,’’ I said slowly while bribing rice into my mouth.

He looked to be flirting slowly,’’Iya, Nel. I also want to rest but around here aja.’’

‘’I rest near hotel around here aja. Later if you need me, you can contact me.’’

‘’Ya Allah. I'm a wife of some people, Ren. You know right?’’ my voice sounds high. Yeah, I'm afraid it'll be slanderous. Even though my status is still as his wife Deno.

‘’Iya, I know it.’’

‘’But, do you still want to hang with the man who dared to betray you? You deserve to be happy, Nel,’’ he said later. Which makes my tongue go muddy.

‘’Ma’a me. Not I mean to make you think like gini,’’ lirihnya who looked at me was holding the head.

‘’Seat your food. After that break yes!’’ the door then moved from his seat.

‘’I also want to rest,’’ he added who then stepped towards the door.

‘’Ren!’’ calling me then, made him stop his steps and look at me.

‘’Ya, Nel?’’

‘’Go home to your house. I don't want to be accused of being the same actor as your wife,’’ I said trying to bring out what was stuck in my mind. Instead of answering, he laughed.

‘’Kok you laughed?’’ ask me in an annoyed tone.

‘’Ya, how do I not laugh. I don't have a wife, Nel,’’.

Is he of the age he has no wife? Just be right. Or did he lie to me? I looked at his face and his eyes, there were no lies there. I don't know, whether he is good at covering up or actually he doesn't have a wife. Yes, sometimes men like to cover up their status in order to get acquainted with other women. Rarely would a man open his status, except for the faithful until death do them part.

I haven't spoken yet, he's back on his feet.

‘’Oh yes, if you need help. Just call me directly. My number has been stored in your cellphone,’’ he said who turned his head for a while, then resumed his steps that had stopped. Makes me frown.

Who the hell is he? Why does he care so much about me? I stared at the rice I had been ignoring. Usually I like the name Padang rice, another with now. My appetite just vanished. But I had to force a meal so that my bones would be strong and vigorous. I don't want to stay here for long. My daughter needs me by her side.

‘’Spirit dong, Nel. Naisya needs you!’’ my murmurs were encouraging themselves.

I'm gonna have to bribe the rice for a few more bribes. And I'm gulping water. It's enough, it's not good that I force myself to eat. Moreover, my stomach started to feel nauseous. I put back the dishes that still left rice. As soon as my memory spun back, I was reminded of the man who had helped me. He said he saved me and took me to the hospital, so even he bought me dinner outside? Who the hell is he?

Uhh! My head feels dizzy again. Nevermind! I don't need to think about that. What matters now is your healing first, Nel. My eyes were fixed on the flat object lying down earlier on the bed. Ever since I got a threatening message from the actor that made me not want to open that thing, I felt reluctant to play it.

I returned slowly to the body. Instantly my eyes were fixed to the outside, visible from the translucent curtains. Like someone was spying on me. Who her? O God, take care of me with Your care. Fear suddenly haunts me. What if the actor's man comes to terrorize me? Or Deno's man. Because I humiliated him on my sosmed. His shadow seemed to appear again in that translucent curtain.

‘’Ya Allah! Do I ask Reno for help only once, yes?’’ without thinking anymore I rushed to grab the flat object and my eyes were still occasionally monitoring the shadow figure of someone who always peeked at me behind there. Reno said, the number has been saved on my phone. Rushing by pressing name ‘’Reno’’

‘’Nah this dia.’’

‘’Ren, a—I want to ask for help. I'm afraid, like there's a man Mas Deno deh. He always looked at me from inside,’’ said I'm clean who did not say hello because I was so scared. Moreover, I can't do anything, with my condition like this that is struggling spoiled medical device in my hands and my head is still bandaged.

‘’Ya already, you calm down first huh. Breathe in slowly and discard.’’

I took a slow breath and threw it away.

‘’I'll be there right now. You don't have to worry, Nel?’’

Seriate.

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