Just a Bond

Just a Bond
Longs



Throughout the journey, the same Mother Mother was silent. It still seems angry at me, so no one wants to talk. Huft. The atmosphere of the national road from Bangkalan to Surabaya which is rarely not jammed, increasingly feels stuffy. Where we came home on this day. Feels roasted I'm tuh. Hot mood, plus the atmosphere in a hot car make emotions. Repeatedly moving the body—not at home—hand does not stop fanning the body. AC is not even good. Make the mind more stressful.


With my body back leaning on the back of the seat, I turned my head to the car window. The scenery out there even makes the puyeng. How not? A wide variety of vehicles ranging from two-wheelers to six-wheelers line up along the way. Just walk a little, stagnate again. So next. To the extent that the whole body feels sore linu. Not to mention the sight of each other screaming among impatient riders. They think they're the only ones in a hurry? Astaghfirullah, the edges even grumbled like this, right?


I took a breath, and turned my eyes forward again. Fear of getting emotional if you look outside. However, just about to turn around suddenly I was surprised by the Avanza car driver who was right next to the car.


I rubbed my eyes to make sure I didn't misidentify people. A few times I did that, it stayed the same. A woman sitting in the front of the Avanza car was almost the same stature as Najwa. Or maybe it was Najwa?


I once again examined the woman. Ah, I'm sure it's Najwa. Behold, his round face with fair yellow skin, pliable eyelashes and thin eyebrows it indeed belonged to Najwa. Oh, one more thing, those lips .. yeah, I'm sure it's my wife.


I lowered the window of the car, ready to call him. However, it has not been realized, Mother suddenly interrupted. "What do you want?"


Suddenly, I turned to Mommy with a wave. Next to the hand has also begun to move scratching the head, even though it does not feel itchy.


"There's nothing, Mother. Sultry. Let's be a little cool, so I open the glass."


"If you want to sort it out again, just get down here," said the father in a cold voice. What do you mean, anyway? Why is it as if I'm the culprit of evil? Feelings are always the target of prejudice.


I can only breathe heavily. Lazy. Fear will even make the situation more chaotic.


I closed my eyes for a moment and then opened them again. When trying to observe around again, it turns out that the car driven by a woman who looks like Najwa was no longer there. Ah, or am I just hallucinating because Najwa's mind has been thinking?


What's Najwa doing, huh? Is he thinking about me too? She's not worried, is she, like me?


Ah, who am I? I'm just a stranger who can hurt her, right? What's it thinking for?


I rubbed the rough face because of the thoughts that mill around in the brain.


It's screwed! Not a day apart from him, I was already missing. How will I face the days without him?


I leaned my back against the back of the chair. Trying to close your eyes, who knows can fall asleep for a while. However, the sultry feeling that whack the body feels more burning. I opened my eyes, glancing at the Mother who was sitting next to the Father. My parents did not seem disturbed at all. Or am I the better one?


"Mother?"


The woman next to him looked back with a slightly different look. Makes me stop to speak.


"Just sleep first. Mother will wake up when it arrives."


My mother is still attentive. Ah, so embarrassed. I could only nod, then go back to finding a comfortable position in order to sleep.


"Don't spoil her too much, Rahma." I heard the voice of the Father, still in a cold voice. Ah, you're really mad at me. After that, I no longer heard his voice. Mother's voice was not heard.


I'll open my eyes immediately. It's impossible if I stay here forever.


When I opened the car door and got off, I realized I wasn't in my own house. This is the home of Mother and Father. I'm grumbling for a moment. I don't know what was on my parents' minds why I was brought here? Are you and Father going to interrogate me? Ah, that's for sure. Considering I've done something big that makes them angry.


"Let's get off. When are you gonna get there?" I tiptoed at once grimaced to hear the words of Mother who was still standing next to the car.


"Do you want to lock it in there? Let your brain that's left behind where it can be turned back?"


Jem!


I'm getting less and less out of shape. My father is still here too. Her words are more sadistic than Mother's. Mother mah play physical. Mr. psychic play.


Without saying much, I followed Mother. Even if it is not able to stand it, you immediately take a bath because of the hot, I must still put Mother forward. Can't overtake. I know a lot about respecting my parents. He-he-he. The previous one was Khilaf.


When she was inside the house, Mother suddenly turned towards me. "If you want to take a shower, dry the sweat first, Han. It's not good to take a shower."


I'm nodding. "Yes, Mother."


"Rest. But before that, don't forget to pray and eat."


Ah, oh God. What is my mother's heart made of? Though from the first to know about the truth of my marriage with Najwa, he was very angry and explosive. Then now? He returned my attention.


"Don't mostly daydream, Han. Go to the room."


Eh? I think I caught Najwa. Dreamy.


Smiling faintly at Mommy, I immediately say goodbye and move towards the room I used to occupy here. Lazy to observe around because nothing had changed, making me instantly lay down my body on the bed. The intention to take a bath does not seem to be done. First tired and sleepy. I closed my eyes immediately.


As time passed, my eyes grew heavier. Consciousness slowly evaporated. However, one thing suddenly flashed across the brain, making me instantly open my eyes. Drowsiness and fatigue as if evaporating just like that.


In a moment, I was still silent in a recumbent sleeping position. I stared at the ceiling for quite a while. After that, get up and look at the stuff I'm making this resting place. The Madurese specialties. You all know, right, who am I thinking about right now?


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Hello, sorry, yes because I said it again. From yesterday there were a lot of problems. Pray that I can continue this novel until the end. Thank you to those who have survived to this day. 🙏