Love Without But

Don't be like this anymore

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"Have you entered yet?" The bass from the side surprised me as I looked straight ahead looking for the figure of Mas Agung among the crowd passing by in the terminal area.

I saw the figure I was looking for was standing towering while carrying a bottle of mineral water whose contents stayed half.

"I don't know, it hasn't been checked yet" I replied shrugging.

"Worked first, afraid it has not entered later even complicated."

"Udah entered," I said after making sure there was a nominal number of pulses that had been filled.

"Here, drink first!" Mas Agung thrust a bottle of mineral water that was in his hand.

I received and drank it because my throat was actually dry from earlier.

"Groaning, leaving ... Attack, go!"

The shouting from the conductor made me nervous because soon the bus that will be hitched a ride will soon leave the terminal. Mas Agung swiftly brought a medium-sized bag to the bus. I tailed behind him tote a crackle filled with other items.

Mas Agung looking for the seat number that corresponds to the one listed on the ticket he ordered earlier. After finding it he put the bag on top of the storage of goods that were right on the chair that I sat.

"Don't forget, the bag will be here, yes!" said reminded.

I just nodded my head in response.

After everything is confirmed, nothing is left behind. I kissed the back of his hand before Mas Agung took a step down from the stairs of the bus.

Slowly but surely the bus I was riding on started to walk away leaving a male figure down there. Samar I saw from the glass of the bus Mas Agung was riding his motorcycle wearing a black jacket and head protection towards home.

The tears that I had been holding back just flooded both cheeks. I don't care about the passengers sitting next to me anymore. When he accidentally glanced at me and saw me crying.

I regretted the attitude of Great Mas who never once came out of his mouth to keep me from leaving. He seemed to be fine when I asked to go home there was no sentence of prevention at all from him.

'Yes Robb, strengthen this heart .. ' my cry in heart. It is very painful in such a situation. Especially considering from the beginning of pregnancy the mind always feels depressed by the attitude of the man I was initially very proud of.

It didn't feel like for how many tens of minutes I cried, expressing all the feelings that were raging in my heart. Wishing that I was having right now was just a nightmare.

My throat began to feel dry probably because it took too long to remove fluid from every corner of the eye and also the nose. I had a mineral water bottle in the plastic bag I had placed next to the corner of the chair. Almost five minutes I turned the cap on the blue bottle but the result was nil. Not produce results at all. The bottle of mineral water was still intact with the seal still tightly sealed. My hands seemed to have no energy and strength even if it was just opening the lid of the bottle of drink I needed to wet the dry esophagus.

'If only the man sitting next to this was my own husband. I will not hesitate to ask him to open the lid of this bottle' my inner heart. I realized just how weak this is. For such trivial matters I still have to rely on others. And at times like this, it is usually the Great Mas who is always ready to be my helper god in a small business that I myself cannot do.

"Sorry, Mom, can you ask me to open this bottle cap?" I ventured to someone sitting next to me while thrusting a bottle of mineral water at him.

The adult man smiled kindly grabbed the plastic bottle I gave and then with just one round opened the lid which was closed tightly. Then give it back to me.

"Thank you a lot, yeah, Mom." A cool fresh feeling radiates to all parts of the esophagus that have been feeling dry after a few sips of water into the throat.

***

Towards the morning the bus began to enter the terminal area of Serang city after approximately twelve hours of travel. I prepared to go downstairs and would wait for an invitation from a friend I had already heard about.

"When you're pregnant, you're traveling alone, Mom, where's her husband?" Fad questions from the bus conductor are enough to make my heart rustle. Maybe it's because my stomach has started to look bulging until such a question arises.

"My husband's working, sir, so I can't come." I answered the middle-aged man's question while trying to keep a friendly smile hiding a bitter taste inside his chest. Rushed down from the bus before the distended-bellied man continued his question.

Ten minutes later the wait came to pick me up. After hugging each other let go of longing because it has not met for several years. We began to continue the journey using a taxi booked by Maria, my old friend when we went to college together in the Serang area.

"So the story is that you're now running away from your husband, huh, Dhin?" ask Mary after we get to her place. Maria's status is still single and works as a teacher at the boarding school makes her association a little closed. Just like when she was still a student a few years ago.

"No, if I run away where it was possible yesterday was delivered by Mas Agung to the terminal," I replied denying Mary's question.

Maria took me to breakfast with the rice he bought in front of the alley road. After that I told him to rest in his room. While he himself must go to teach to a school that is not too far from where he lives.

I am grateful at a time like this still have an old friend who is still solid and willing to support me for a while staying at his boarding house. Because I myself am not ready if I have to go home Mother in this heart condition. Let me seek my own peace and best solution without having to involve my parents and family.

"Oya, Dhin, it happens to be Sunday tomorrow in the square there will be a grand lecture that will be filled by famous speakers. You want to come, don't you?" bring Maria to offer.

"Usually if the condition again confused so listening to the study will be its own medicine, you know, later for us," he continued later. Because I've already told Maria all these problems. Expect the burden of the mind to be slightly reduced and not too heavy.

"Yaudah, I'll go with you, if so" I replied.

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