
Pov Ali's
My mind is very confused and complicated. I unconsciously kept daydreaming. Without me realizing that my wife and son had left my shop. When I was shocked by the customer's arrival, I just woke up in a daydream.
I looked around, into our room, but I didn't get my wife and son. I saw the suitcase that my wife had packed was no longer there. My heart panicked not a moment.
"Where's my wife? Woah, he's taking our son again!" as soon as I panicked, I grabbed my phone, tried to call my wife. But I heard his cell phone in this room.
"Wow, why didn't he bring his cell phone? Where should I look for him?" I started to panic and get frustrated. Why am I so stupid anyway? Thinking of other women whose origins are unclear, she even tricked me into pretending to be poor, for what purpose. And now because of my stupidity, my wife misunderstood me, thinking I was in love with Rianti. 'Stupid base!' My soul is in my heart.
"Where should I now look for my wife and son?" I asked while thinking, where would my wife go.
"Am I going to the boarding house? Who knew my wife was calming down there!" I immediately closed my shop and picked up my motorbike then rushed to the cottage, "may my wife be there!" I was not stopping praying.
When I got there, I looked around, but I had no sign of my wife and child. If anything, surely the atmosphere in the cottage is not this quiet, my son always brings the crowd with his cuteness.
"Kang Ali, don't you take Mba Nur with Rafi?" ask Nyai's mother to me. When I get nervous, what do I answer? If I told him honestly, what would he think of me? If I lie, I'm afraid I will too. I'm in a dilemma right now.
"What's up, Kang?" ask Nyai's mother again.
"That's Nyai Bu, Nur went from the store and brought Rafi too!" I said while bowing my head.
He was immediately surprised. "Can't you go anyway, Kang? How-to? Poor Rafi's a baby, Kang!" he was panicking. I feel bad about it. I took a deep breath.
"My wife misunderstood, Miss Nyai!" lirih.
"Misunderstand how?" ask him and sit in front of me.
"That's Mom, right when my wife was a month old, I was looking for employees to help out at the store, but during that time, I might be too close to her. So my wife thought that I was double-hearted. He even told me to leave him and fight for my love for that woman! He said he was willing to give up, as long as I was happy!" lirih.
"Kang, a woman is very sensitive and sensitive. Kang Ali as a husband must understand. Moreover, Mba Nur just gave birth, her heart is very sensitive. Want to be loved and spoiled. Mba Nur must have felt a lot of pain, when she was in pain after giving birth to your child, Akang even played crazy with other women! I'm the only one who hears pain, kang! Especially Mba Nur, who experienced it himself. His heart must be bleeding now!" said Ms. Nyai furiously. I could see the flash of anger in his eyes. Duh, am I guilty of my wife?
"Already, kang! Quickly in search. That's the same pity Rafi, only 1.5 months old, pity if you sleep outside. Duh, my heart so follow was was like this anyway! Next time the same wife is fine Kang! Don't hurt his wife! Did Akang forget Nadya's problem first? My wife was standing at the front at the time. I am a husband, I always have to be careful! Don't always be glared at beauty that doesn't belong to you! The wife and children need to be priests and the head of the family. Don't be selfish, kang! I am so happy!" said Ms. Nyai to join senewen with my problem.
"What's up, Mom? How angry is that?" ouch, gross! Mr. Kiai has come too. I could be angry with him!
"This is Mas, Mba Nur and Rafi said he left the store. I'm worried about them!" said Ms. Nyai.
Mr. Kiai was immediately shocked as well.
"Well, how's it going, Kang?" ask him again.
"That, Mr. Kiai.. Anu.. e. how is it?" I insisted on being groggy and afraid of his anger.
"That, Mas! Mba Nur was angry that Kang Ali had been playing the same feelings of the employee who helped out yesterday at the store!" Nyai ma'am who helped answer. My heart was suddenly broken. Afraid of his anger.
"Kang, so the man must be strong in faith and fear, do not be easily tempted by something that does not belong to us. If we are greedy, we end up losing what we already have. What will Akang not regret, if his wife and children do not want to return?" ask her.
"Try Kang asked Cirebon, who knows Mba Nur went back there!" nyai's mother then gave me an idea that wasn't even in my mind.
'Ah, my mind is too complicated to think there! How stupid of me!' My meaning in my heart.
I took my phone, searched my in-laws' number.
"Assalamualaikum, papah, how are you?" my many.
"Waalaikum salam, thank God the papah news is fine. How are Nur and Papah's grandchildren? All right?" ask him there. My heart lemes for a moment.
'O Allah, what shall I answer now? My in-laws asked him about his daughter and his favorite grandson. What should I do now, O God?' my heart is no longer strong.
"Cash, Ali! You still there?" ask her.
"Oh, yes, Pah! Ali close first, Pah! There's a buyer in the store, assalamualaikum!" without waiting, I immediately hung up the phone call.
"How now?" asked Bu Nyai already riled up. I'm getting more panicked.
"We'll give the students to search! Hold on, Abah call Kang Huda!" Pak Kiai then entered the inner boarding school area.
He then gathered some students and directed them to help find my wife and children. I feel ashamed of myself and my friends. What do they think of me now?
I was such a foolish man, so fascinated with mirages that I forgot the truth. It hurt my wife, who risked her life to give birth to my son. I remember her struggle in giving birth to my son, what a growing and multiplying pain. My wife even struggled all day while giving birth to my son, as tears escaped my eyes.
"I'm sorry, Mom! Go back, baby! I'm really sorry for neglecting to take care of your feelings! Hiks hyks!" my tears are flooding in. Santri's been spreading out looking for my wife and my son. Mr. Kiai kindly guides the students to find my wife's whereabouts.
All the possible points of my wife going are explored by the santri who instantly move fast. Bus and station terminals were explored, but the results were nil. Some of the santri with photos asked the angkot driver who ngetem in front of my shop, hoping that one of them had ever seen my son and wife.
Until the afternoon we kept trying to find the whereabouts of my wife and son.
"Udah, Kang! Go home first, who knows Mba Nur was again going to his friend. Maybe it's in the store now. I just wait at home. If you have any news, let me know!" said Ms. Nyai.
I can only nod and go home shaved."Thank you for the help of Mr. Kiai and Ms. Nyai, please always bother! Excuse me first!" then I kissed their hands with reverence and honor.
The shame and guilt continued to linger in my heart. My wife right now must be very hurt because of the stupidity I have done.