LOVE OF JUITA

Hiding place

..."You can hide from my sight, but not from my mind - Asma Nadia."...

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"Bismillah. Mas, I've been in a safe place in good health. Don't go to Pekanbaru because I'm not there. No need to tell Mom because it will only make her stress and panic. Sorry for all my mistakes to make you lose a lot. I owe you forever and somehow I'm replacing it. Let's use this time to examine each other. If there is still a soul mate, we will reunite in a much better state, God willing.But if you really want to let go of me. I accepted it sincerely. Send the divorce papers to my mother's address. So-called.

By : Julia."

Septian's paled face read the incoming message from a foreign number that he believed was one hundred percent Julia. His fingers quickly made calls on foreign numbers that ended up in vain. That number is no longer active.

"What game are you doing Julia. Are you trying to repay me. Hurry back!" Septian said irritatedly as he squeezed his phone furiously.

Septian then slammed his body into the bed staring blankly at the ceiling of the room. It moves to curl up to hug a bolster pillow to sniff out the scent of Julia's still-attached body. The aroma brought all the good memories, as soon as the longing for Julia burst into his heart so deeply.

"Where should I look for you?" The septian hiss broke.

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Flashbacks

Julia's plane landed at Minangkabau International Airport. With a feeling of giddiness and trembling steps Julia searched for the airport mushola. The day had crept almost midnight, he intended to rest in the mosque while thinking about where and how he would continue living in this new land.

Julia then took ablution to menjamak prayernya. After carrying out the obligation, Julia pensively looked towards the prayer mat while remembering what she had passed today. Even to cry lamenting fate he was already unable to.

His body was too tired and his stomach felt bloated from skipping dinner. Encouraged to leave as quickly as possible he did not have time to buy food and drinks during the trip. Only his spirit to go made him strong roam across the island. To be honest his stomach was already full from swallowing too much disappointment.

In the midst of her little heart screaming.

"I have sinned, O God. I left my husband angry. If I die tonight, will his Ridho be there for me?"

Julia shuddered in horror at the thought of her sin. And if he died on this run he could be thrown into hell for disobeying the husband. But what can be done, his pride does not want to beg forgiveness from Septian.

Julia shook her head vigorously to throw away the bad thoughts.

"I'm busy thinking about my sins. While my husband is either aware or has not sinned against me. I know You are the Just, O Allah!" Julia's murmured folded her hands across her chest, annoyed.

The atmosphere in the mosque was empty, he was the only remaining worshipper. The air was also cold. Under normal conditions, Julia may be afraid of having to sleep in a foreign place alone. But this time he was not afraid of anything anymore. The tension that he felt during the trip from Yogyakarta to Padang had made his mental awaken solid. After all, he had resigned and surrendered his fate to God.

"That happened .. it happened."

Julia laid her body in the corner of the mushola and pressed against the wall. Because the air was so cold it pierced the bone he deliberately did not take off his face. He made mukena as a substitute for a blanket to hold his tired body. With his backpack as a pillow he curled up to hug his arm, trying to close his eyes for a moment.

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The sound of footsteps wakes Julia from her chicken bed. His eyes blinked rapidly to adjust to the dazzling light of the lamp. Julia glanced at her watch to make sure of the time.

"Hmmmmmm .. It's almost dawn." Julia muttered while writhing. His entire joints and muscles felt stiff from sleeping on the hard floor. Although her head was dizzy from lack of rest, Julia braced herself to wake up.

Mushola congregations that have been present are mostly staff and workers at the airport glanced at him with astonished views. Julia realized, just one look people would know that she was in such a miserable state, like a neglected daze.

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As the sun crept up, Julia dragged her suitcase towards the airport cafeteria to fill her stomach. He chose breakfast with boiled instant noodles with half-cooked eggs. He also ordered a warm tea and a bottle of mineral water for the trip. Warmth fills its empty hull, pushing gas up past its esophagus.

"Eeeeeeeeeeeghhhh!" Julia burps greatly to break the silence.

The mother of the canteen guard looked at him with an amused smile.

"Ups!" Julia shut her mouth.

"It's just embarrassing!" Julia muttered down her face as she continued to sip the soup. Quickly he finished his instant noodles voraciously.

After breakfast Julia continues the steps to find a cell phone counter. He decided to change his phone number. Before changing Julia's number turned on the phone she turned off last night. There were dozens of missed calls from Septian and his brothers. Julia sighed heavily to ignore the guilt in the corner of her heart.

"What makes me think is Si Mbok and Bapak, they must be very sad." Pissing Julia.

"But for whatever reason did Mas Septian bother to contact me. Didn't I get kicked out yesterday? Don't tell me you're sorry. This time I won't forgive easily." Julia muttered in anger.

After changing her phone number Julia weighed for a moment what she should do. His mind is still floating on Si Mbok, it seems he could not bear if Si Mbok worried about his condition. Reluctantly struggling in Julia's heart sends a message to preach her current condition to Septian.

After the SMS was sent Julia bought one more new SIM number to remove the trail. Then he rushed out of the airport and looked for a shallow motorcycle. Lucky he got it soon. He asked to be escorted to the bus counter that would take him to the ancestral land, Bukittinggi.

Bukittinggi was where his father was born. But like the tradition of Minang men in general, the father spent his youth and life by migrating to various cities. After having a son father settled in a suburban area of West Java until he died and was buried there. A month after her father died, Julia was brought by her mother to settle in Pekanbaru.

It felt like he hadn't set foot in there in a long time. The last time he visited Bukittinggi during a SMA tour. Even he no longer knows where his ancestral heritage house is. All he knew was that the cold Bukittinggi would be a safe escape to calm down.

If he was determined to go home to Pekanbaru, imagine how sad and disappointed Mom was. He did not want to put a burden on his mother. Her mother and brother did not need to know her current problems and circumstances. Coming home to Pekanbaru will also make it very easy to find by Septian. If Septian intends to seek him out.

After spending two hours passing the winding and steep road finally the bus he was riding arrived in Bukittinggi. Armed with the advice she found in the search engine, Julia stepped foot into a sharia homestay at an economical rate that is quite close to the heart of Bukittinggi.

Julia gets a spacious room with large windows with a bathroom inside. Without stalling he hastened the bath, removing any lingering dirt from last night. Bathing is the most effective cure for fatigue, his body immediately felt light and refreshed.

Because she did not want to go anywhere Julia chose to wear her pajamas and lay down on her soft mattress. Julia dissolves in solitude and comfort. The tiredness suddenly came again. Bringing sleepiness to the eye until it has unconsciously fallen into the dream realm.

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Note :

Sorry if the author is very selow very relaxed relaxed relaxed ~~~

Because the author is the type that must be written in a state of calm, if while being pestered the child and his idea flew somewhere. Hidhi.

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