
"Oh, this, no papa, really, sir. Last time to the market, the road was muddled. Jatoh deh," replied Mayang lying. Kadir touched the bandage and smiled.
"Take care if the road. The important thing is to give medicine. You ate first, you must have eaten, right?"
"Yes, Mr. Daritadi. Sampe sleepy Mayang waitin. A lot of work, huh?"
"Yes, a lot. You sleep if you're sleepy, don't be forced. After eating you go straight to sleep," said Kadir. Mayang mangosteen and walked towards the kitchen. He held up a tray of side dishes for his father.
So slow.
His heart suddenly turned. What would happen if my father knew the truth? Kadir is loving, but when it comes to self-esteem, he can be more ferocious than a hungry lion. The rose just sat quietly on the sofa.
"Get in your room, sleep. Let the mother take care of the father," said Mawar as he walked closer to Kadir.
The woman walked slowly to the room. Kadir chuckles with his mother, they talk about fun things. It can't feel like it's no longer considered someday. The warmth and affection of the family he no longer got. The world is hard for some people.
Mayang, a 20-year-old woman who now feels alone. No friends, no one to exchange ideas with. About what to do, about the screams of the heart that must be evaporated immediately. To whom did he complain? Only tears were a sign that her heart was truly fragile.
Helpless.
***
Bizarrely.
The fetus that grows in Mayang's womb is four months old. The sign is that she was raped long before that night, when Azmir destroyed everything. But why didn't Mayang speak up? Is there something he's hiding?
[How many months are you pregnant?] Incoming messages from Azmir, only appear in notifications. He did not intend to open it directly.
A moment later, Azmir called.
Mayang shifted the green button on the flat object, then brought it closer to the ear.
"Four ma'am .. ah, no. It's only been three weeks" replied Mayang.
[Impossible, May! I gave you medicine so you wouldn't get pregnant. This is not possible.]
"Maybe, right? Why can't it be possible? You knew everything back then because I didn't realize."
[I'm not really sure it's my son. You dare lie to me? Answer honestly! Don't leave everything to me. I'm about to be your husband!]
Mayang was silent, he heaved a heavy sigh. He also doesn't know what's really going on. This pregnancy was very strange and strange. Or maybe she's pregnant with a child of the devil?
"I don't know anything. Stop making me depressed." The crying broke. Confused about what really happened. Could it be that there were otherworldly beings who had sex with him while sleeping? Is there really such a thing in real life? Mayang did not believe it actually, but it was quite burdensome on his mind.
His head suddenly dizzy, things around like spinning.
He lost consciousness.
***
"May, I'm gonna talk to you for a second."
"Why, Mom?"
"When did Azmir do that to you?" Mayang tergugu, again a question that makes his mind depressed.
"May does not know when but .. as May recalls, Azmir went to his friend's house and ...," Mayang stammered.
"Mom asked me when it happened!"
"Look off! May's been drugged for drugs before and .. Everything happened so fast, Mom! Why not ask Azmir directly? He did it."
"You think he'll answer honestly? I've been lazy to look at his face, let alone embarrassing things like this. Remember again when, the mother feels awkward with your pregnancy that has four months," explained Rose.
"Azmir's attitude has indeed changed the last two months, just as our family set the engagement date."
Mayang also wanted an explanation on this matter. His mind began to attack common sense. Maybe like that, maybe like this. Not to mention his family who do believe in supernatural things.
"Or don't you fuck the devil?"
"Can aja. You are beautiful, let alone human, the devil may be crazy about you. May, if that's the case, I can still forgive and find a solution. But if in fact you're impregnated by someone other than your future husband, I'll never assume you exist."
Now, he was crying in his heart. He doesn't even know what happened. The whole world is blaming itself right now.
Mayang slowly stepped into the room. His heart and physique were so tired. He's almost crazy. What the hell is going on? If anyone had fucked her before Azmir, why did she not feel anything? Is it really that subtle-being that did all this?
In fact, Mayang's wits refused if the jinn could impregnate humans. However, this was the only thing that could save his life. I don't know, his mind's dead. It felt all gray, no bright spot. Azmir? Ah, such a man refused to open his mouth. Sweet, discarded.
***
After cleaning the room, Mayang came out to put the dirty dishes. There was a large mirror in the central room that Kadir had not moved. The mirror belonged to his uncle, because it was only lodged in the barn, Kadir brought it home. Antique, made of teak wood. Initially Mayang did not feel uncomfortable mirror was leaning against the wall of the living room.
He went back to the room, of course, past the mirror. At a glance he glanced at the reflection of his own shadow, nothing. He stared a little longer, there was a strange smile inside. A thin and scary smile, graceful but painful. What was?
Mayang approached, touching the mirror with his right hand. Then, he touched her cheeks and lips. Strange, very terrible.
"My chip isn't that setirus. Or am I a curusan?"
"My lips aren't that thin either. Or ...?"
A few seconds later, Mayang woke up. The shadow before him was not him, but someone else.
Wh who?
A ghost?
Could be.
But why so similar? It was as if he saw his other self there. Mayang is gentle, quiet, and well-mannered. Tetiba was faced with a figure similar to himself. The mysterious woman's hair was extremely messy. Long stared at, his face increasingly irregular. He was convinced that this mirror was haunted.
"Mother! Mama!"
"What, anyway?"
"Make sure you don't keep this mirror in your house. A-there's a ghost," replied Mayang.
"Maybe you're daydreaming about being weird. Don't think about it" replied the Rose. He looked down and looked back at the mirror. Normal, not weird like that. Totally toyed with, it felt like he was throwing all the stuff around.
In the evening, Mayang was getting ready to go to sleep. The lights are off, the door is half closed. Just in case her mom wants to come in and pick something up. Suddenly, his head hurt so much. His gaze was blurry, his breath hunting.
He was unconscious, again.
***
"Not sleeping, honey?"
"Yet, why?"
"Yes .. all day do not see how not kangen."
"me too. Tonight is just the two of us. Is everyone sleeping?"
"In the middle of the night, who's awake? Come ...."
"Haha, okay. Be careful not to disturb the little one."
"Baby, let's borrow your mom for a second, huh? All right there, don't be naughty!"
Then, there was a giggling sound inside.
***
The sunlight that pierced through the bedroom window made the woman wake up. Reflexes he holds his head and stomach. Last night's pain had not subsided, he had to take medicine. But suddenly he felt sick. Rushed to the bathroom.
"There's something weird. My lower stomach hurts a lot, usually not like this. What's the effect of pregnancy, huh?"