
Nadia sat daydreaming on the beach which is not far from the house of Mak Ipah.
Her strayed hair danced following the wind-piercing groove.
Sometimes they cover both eyes.
"What should I do now??" she whispered she still could not believe what had happened in her life.
Nadia did not expect to be divorced by Mr. Rafiq so soon, even though Mr. Rafiq knows very well that Nadia is now pregnant with their child.
Nadia's tears came back slowly.
His reverie is far away.
"Hey.. " Who is a woman who seems to be the same age as Nadia.
Nadia was startled and immediately wiped her tears.
"Hi." said Nadia again greeting with a line of smiles.
"You're new here?" ask her again familiar.
Nadia nodded slowly.
"Living At Mak Ipah's House?" ask her again.
Nadia nodded back.
"Again pregnant?" he said again while looking at Nadia's stomach which began to grow slightly.
Nadiapun nodded again with a feeling a little uncomfortable because he was noticed by women who did not know.
"So it's true that gossip is circulating? Mak Ipah the arrival of his nephew from the village.. Pregnant without a husband?" say it again cynically.
Nadia was shocked to hear his words.
That woman is too presumptuous.
"Why? Getting angry? isn't that the reality? In this village there are very frequent guests like you. Coming from the city to hide his disgrace" he said again in a very disrespectful manner.
Nadia was angry.
His face was flushed with anger.
But he did not intend to reply to the woman's words.
Nadia got up from her seat and walked quickly towards Mak Ipah's house.
Nadia ran small while crying as she pleased.
"Are the people in this village really thinking badly of me?" nadia asked in her heart.
"Did my arrival tarnish Mak Ipah's good name?" ask again with a swagger.
Nadia continued to cry until she reached Mak Ipah's house.
"Diah.. What's up?" tanya Mak Ipah who saw Nadia running cry into her room.
"Diah??" ask Mak again while knocking on the door.
Nadia did not answer.
His heart was really getting hurt.
Nadia locked herself in her room until the afternoon.
"Assynoltomodel.." There was a middle-aged woman's voice saying greetings in front of the door of Mak Ipah's house.
"Waalaikumsalam" replied Mak Ipah as well as walking towards the outside door.
"Rati's.. Alhamdulillahot.. You finally came.. Come in" said Mak Ipah to welcome the arrival of Mak Nadia from the village.
Mak Ipah and Mak Nadia embrace each other to release longing after a long time did not meet.
"Where's it?" ask Mak to Mak Ipah.
"In room.. There was no room out from noon.. Try to persuade him to leave the room. He hasn't even had lunch at all" Mak Ipah told Mak Nadia.
He immediately walked to the room and knocked on the door.
"Diahs... This is Mak Nak.. Mak came because of Diah's worries.. What did he do in that room?" knock Mak from outside the room door with his distinctive malay accent.
Nadia who memorized correctly with Mak's voice, immediately exited the room and hugged her Mak tightly.
Her crying spilled in Mak's warm embrace.
Mak stroked Nadia's back trying to give her strength.
Occasionally in his kisses the tubun Nadia who continues to sob.
Mak let Nadia spill all the sadness she was feeling.
Mak continued to caress her gently and affectionately.