Married To Chef Jutek

The Disappearance of Melati and Rega

Rega sat down beside Melati. Her clothes were shabby and dusty as well as soaking wet. He checked his brother-in-law several times. Under the rain Rega carried the body of the fainted Melati. Their car fell into a thicket, which was far from the road. When Rega woke up the car was dead and full of smoke. Quickly he took Melati out of there. I don't know where they were at that time. The phone doesn't know where it is either. Rega takes Melati to a log cabin in the middle of a rice field whose roof is made of dried up rice trees. The woman's lips turned blue, the clothes were all wet.

Near them were piles of damen former farmers harvesting their fields. There is also a long-sleeved shirt hanging, which is commonly used ani-ani to harvest rice. Rega thought about how to change Jasmine's clothes with that shirt, because if left like this, Melati could get sick. Rega reached out holding Melati's hand. Cold like ice, especially the night air is getting gripping and cold the more piercing the skin.

Doubtful, the man began to unbutton the upper part of the shirt belonging to Melati. He closed his eyes, ventured to change the clothes of the woman he loved so much. His hand again moved to unbutton the number two shirt owned by Melati. But slowly Melati's hand was raised and held her hand.

"Doctor, don't .. "ask with the rest of the energy. The eyes are a little open.

"Bak, if the shirt is not replaced, Mbak can hurt." Rega tries to give understanding.

"I'm scared, Doc. Fear of going into misunderstanding." Weak Jasmine tried to speak.

"Mbak, think about the safety of the baby in the womb Mbak. Outside of heavy rain. We can't go anywhere. If you stick with wet clothes like this. Mommy could be sick and will affect the fetus." Melati tried to sit down, but fell back down. The power is exhausted.

"Dok ... " Jasmine could not continue her words. He fainted again.

Seeing Melati fainted again made Rega unable to delay again to change her clothes. Rega immediately got up and picked up the clothes hanging there. Then it came back to approach the weakly lying Melati. He ventured to open his sister-in-law's hijab first. Then slowly unbutton the shirt one by one.

"Bismillah" he said, closing his eyes. Finished changing clothes Jasmine, he again brought Jasmine's body to dry damen-damen neatly stacked. He also changed his clothes first. Then sitting behind his sister-in-law's body to hug, Rega just tried to give the woman warmth.

"Mbak hold on .. "he whispered with a face full of worry. He took Melati's palm and grasped it tightly. Then blow it a few times. "Defend, Ma'am," he said once again.

***

The next morning Rega carried Melati's body in the back like a backpack. He walked through the rice fields, towards the housing of the citizens. Several times he almost slipped and fell into the paddy field. Moreover, his stomach was very hungry. While Melati was still unconscious. Rega was very worried about her brother-in-law's situation. Finally after a few hours, Rega managed to reach the residents' house. This place is remote, far from the city. Luckily they were all good people and with open arms willing to accept.

"Where are you good?" ask a mother who would accept Rega and Melati at her house.

"We're from the city, ma'am. My car almost hit the bus and I swerved to the right, then my car slid into the bushes. I don't know how many times I've driven away from the trees. My car got into a steep bush, ma'am. After that I don't remember anymore."

"Oh my goodness, pasiane. But why are you guys wearing clothes like this?"

"When I realized, my car was already in the middle of the forest. It's dead and smoky. When it was raining heavily. I took my mother out of the car and found a cottage in the middle of the rice field. Because our clothes are wet, and I'm afraid we'll get sick then we change there." The mother listened to Rega's explanation carefully.

"That's who?" Pointing out Melati who was lying on a bamboo bed.

"That's my sister-in-law, Mom. Poor thing, she's five months pregnant." Melati was in a warm water compress with the mother's son, after compressing the teenage girl back into the kitchen.

"Geez for his love" he said, looking at Melati full of pity. Afterwards the mother screamed a little to call her son. "Sir! Where is this anget tea? This good pity must be starving from yesterday not eating!"

"Njeh, Mom!" his son from behind.

It was not long before the teenage girl came out of the kitchen. He was about thirteen years old, carrying a cup of warm tea and warm steamed yams.

"Please drink, good light." The mother offered.

"Makih, Mum." Rega ate the yam quickly, he felt very hungry. My mother just smiled to see it.

"Please rest, yeah! I want to go to the deket garden here first to pick up the yam leaves for our lunch and dinner tonight."

"Sorry, Mom's a hassle." Rega feels bad.

"It's okay, don't hesitate. Fellow humans are obligated to help." Then the mother passed. After the mother passed Rega approached Melati while carrying warm tea and Ubis.

"Mom! Ma'am!" He patted her cheek. "Bak open his mouth, yes I'm bribing warm tea with yams."

Melati heard Rega's voice but heavily opened her eyes. He just nodded weakly, then slowly opened his mouth. Rega sat down at the side of the bed and began to feed the tea little by little into Melati's mouth.

"The mother must drink and eat, so that her energy can recover and we can go home." Melati nodded weakly.

***

Brakk!!

Arjuna broke down the table hard. His neck muscles look out. Face reddened. He was angry because Melati and Rega were never found.

"Gilsa, if you can't find them, I'll fire you!"

"Good, Sir."

"Hurry up, get out of here and work fine!" angry shouting.

Gilsa just looked down, then passed. His phone kept ringing calls from his mother. He kept lying saying that Rega was with him and everything was fine.

"Yes, Ma." said as he tried to dampen the anxiety in the chest.

"Son, why wasn't Rega told to go home first? It's from yesterday."

"Ma, Rega is Arjuna's sister too. I want to be with her again, I have something to talk to her about."

"What the hell is it about?" ask the curious mother.

"On the soul mate." Arjuna tried to laugh.

"Ahahaha, really? Yes, please choose a good soul mate for Rega. If it could be something like jasmine, yes!"

"Mama can do it. Yes, Juna closed first, Ma. Rega's phone is broken, so it can't be connected."

"Pantesan, Mama did not call. Yes it's Assalamu'alaikum. "

"Getishalight." Closed call. Arjuna squeezed his head hard. He was confused where to look for them again. Everything has been done, reported the police and asked for help from many people.

"Akhc! Where are you, baby?" his screech was smoothed while squeezing his head even stronger.