
Today, I again saw A Zam busy with his duties, passing on the children, directing activities, and more I saw.
I chose to be in the room, because after the shower my head was a little dizzy, maybe because of the cold.
Noise is heard out there, ah sure the kids are having fun.
I lay down my body, before the door opened I saw A Zam there.
Ah why come here sii.
"Neng, did Nanda say she was sick?"
I got up and took my place, A Zam approached.
"That's ko A, just a little dizzy."
A Zam put his hand on my forehead. Aiihh at a time like this my heart even hammer.
"Aa ko here, pity the children."
"There's Mr. Anwar in charge."
The look on his face looked very worried, ah maybe I ngayal nih.
"Get out yu, look at the kids."
I have to take him out, otherwise, danger.
At first A Zam didn't agree to it on the grounds that I had to rest. But thanks to my shrewdness in speaking we are now finally outside watching the children's activities.
"Sir Zam here sir!!" shouted the children who were playing beach volleyball.
"Maen!! Poor them."
"But neng.." he asked doubtfully.
"I see from here, I'm not dizzy anymore."
A Zam smiled, held my head and uh he cried my forehead. Obviously the cheers from the children could not be avoided.
"Aacieeeee...."
Shame is already embarrassed meuu, he even smiled as he ran over to the children.
The more daylight my head feels heavier. I'll just go back to the room.
It's not funny if you faint here, mending if someone is fat, it's the most the same people who pass by.
Staggering to the path I am on.
Almost about to fall but someone's hand held me, a man.
"Astagfirulloh's chat.. Sorry, I'm sorry."
I was afraid, I moved my footsteps away from the stranger.
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The next day, our group prepared to go home.
I didn't talk much and didn't expect A Zam to sit next to me.
This time I chose the back seat.
My stomach is not good at this time, ah this must be because I ate shrimp earlier.
The bus began to go, I myself behind here occasionally grimaced with nausea struck.
I'm not strong anymore, fortunately I prepared a bag of crackles and I vomited too.
Shame on everyone on the bus glancing at me.
"Why neng? Drunken vehicle huh."
That's it my husband came too, maybe he was uncomfortable or I embarrassed him so he approached.
"In this wind" he said.
Sotoy you're A, I don't know why I feel annoyed at him.
It's not that I feel jealous or neglected, I'm just upset with him.
"Why did he sii neng?"
Like me dong, basic nyebelin.
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Taking a long journey, I really am not strong.
Why am I this? Normally I would sleep but this, I was tormented so badly for motion sickness.
When the group arrived at the school I did not go down. Until the bus is empty there is no one I still stay here alone.
Don't ask A Zam where.. He took care of the kids first.
I wish A Zam had come to help me walk, uh but until the driver checked the state of the bus because the bus was leaving there was still no A Zam looking for me.
Upset and disappointed stirred into one gathered in this chest.
With great difficulty I got off the bus, it was deserted, A Zam where?
The anger that must have come from the shethan suddenly burst forth.
I was sitting on a roadblock near the school. Oh my luck, I can't hold back the tears that are pouring in, holding back the disappointment and the sense of dizziness in my head.
"Sir, thank God you're here, let's go home!!"
Someone labeled my husband stopped his car right in front of my eyes.
Dih, males really.
Let me take a sambek biarin!!
Why come down, sono go sono!!
There are some regrets I can only say in my heart.
"Let's go neng, I want magrib."
Don't hold it !
But it was just a conscience, while my body just according to him he threw it into the car.
Why am I weak like this.
The car drove too.
"Neng, I'm sorry. I mean, I used to be my sick student."
I was silent, bodo.
I'm cramming this A, cuddle!
"Neng is angry?"
Take it again, basic Ustadz imaging.
Astagfirulloh my heart is honest.
Until I got home I didn't talk at all. Very care!
I saw A Zam rubbing his face, perhaps he regretted having an impolite wife.
Yes, I am like this. I can no longer bear this disappointment. I'm sulking!!
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At eleven o'clock last night, I woke up because I had finished, I immediately went to bed not eating. I'm hungry anyway.
Uh where's A Zam? There's no tablets beside me.
When I went to the kitchen, he was there. Huh males, back to the responsibility room.
"Neng, what do you want?"
I'm silent..
I saw him getting upset, pulling my hand a little rough.
"Neng may be angry, but silence the husband is a sin. A wife is to obey her husband, because the wife's heaven is upon her husband."
What did he say?
He's lecturing again?
I want to feel like I'm replying to her, I want to feel like I'm yelling at her, but what's the power of just tears coming out is just sobs that I can spill.
"Don't cry!! Aa is educating you to be a sholeh wife. It was not the dissident's wife who silenced her husband. Aa thought you've learned a lot in pesantren, but in fact your science is not a little you use."
O Allah, my Lord, his words are so blasphemous that they lead right into my heart.
I kept crying, I didn't care if she was angry because I didn't stop crying. I really don't care.
A few moments of silence, and occasionally my crying voice was heard.
A Zam was sitting himself on the dining table chair, while I was here still standing lowered and continued to cry.
I saw him cupping his face I heard him several times he was preaching.
"Neng, come here!"
A Zam called out to me, his voice was calm now. I approached him and he put me in his lap and he hugged me.
"Sorry Aa Neng, Aa cape. So this emotion can't hold Aa. Aa's sorry."
I can only nod on his shoulders. My tongue is still very hard to speak.
Long ago our position was like that, then A Zam whispered.
"Thigh Aa tingling."
Isshh said tell me to move aside, say ajaaaaa.
As fast as lightning I stood. A Zam smiled while grimacing. Rasayn!!
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