My Destiny is with you

Episode 57: Not Others

Just finished boiling water, Anjani continued to mix sugar with his tea bag. Eve in the rented did feel cooler than the air in the previous house. Anjani brews tea, and does not forget to wear a thick jacket to overcome the cold felt on his body.

Furthermore, Anjani was confused. I want to cook rice, but I'm nervous. It's night. Just half an hour ago adzan isya' reverberated. However, Anjani's stomach was hungry. After running away from home, only bread filled his energy. Itupun Anjani eat after getting rented this afternoon.

Instant noodle packs on the kitchen table are a concern. Anjani's smile immediately expands when she sees it. The intention to boil instant noodles was confirmed. Indeed, it is not how much for him who wants to eat. However, Anjani felt it was enough to prop up the stomach so as not to feel too hungry.

"Bu Harnum is good for you, son." Anjani rubbed his stomach while approaching the dining table, then sat on a plastic chair with only two pieces.

What Anjani means is the mother of the contract owner. Last afternoon, Bu Harnum introduced Anjani to the surrounding residents. In order not to say anything, Bu Harnum introduced Anjani as one of the distant brothers who occupy a contract. Ms. Harnum also said that Anjani's husband was on duty outside the city.

When introduced like that, Anjani did not argue at all. When he returned to the contract, Anjani had questioned. And ... Anjani was immediately touched by the answer given.

"Everyone has their own story. Just save your disgrace, son. You don't have to tell me or anyone else. After all, this mother is indeed your brother. You are hijab, mother is also hijab. We are fellow muslim brothers. Mother is not someone else. If you need anything, don't hesitate to say, yes!" That's how Ms. Harnum answered Anjani's question.

Anjani smiled remembering Miss Harnum's reply.

"Hijab is truly glorifying" said softly Anjani.

About Miss Harnum's answer, it wasn't made up. No one told him to, and no one forced him to do it all. Ma Harnum playing flavor. His feeling was that Anjani needed help, and instantly it all flowed with sincerity. In addition, Ms. Harnum also has a daughter who is pregnant. Only, the girl had never returned home since her husband brought her out of town.

"Son, accompany your mother to eat instant noodles, yes." Anjani's face looks cheerful, while still inviting the conversation of the baby in the womb.

Actually Anjani rarely consume instant noodles, especially since becoming Mario's wife. Nutrition and nutritious food for Anjani so noticed by Mario. But this time the situation was different. Anjani must learn to accept what is. Especially after the decision to run away from home.

Anjani prepares to boil instant noodles. Until then, there was a knock from the front door.

Dock-dock!

I heard a greeting from a man. It felt like Anjani knew that voice.

"The sound is not foreign."

Anjani urung boiling noodles. The stove was turned off, the steps were swung towards the front door. And ... appeared Bastian figure with a smile that expands.

"Sir Bus?"

Bummer. That one word was what described Anjani's current expression. Anjani thought that his position would not be known. The phone is turned off, even the sim card has been discarded.

"Can I come in?"

Anjani did not answer immediately, but looked to the left and right, making sure no one else followed especially the husband.

"I'm alone and no one knows you're here but me."

"Why does Brother Bas know I'm here?"

"Sorry, I was following you."

The deg!

Anjani was surprised again. Mimik Anjani's face looked real full of worry. However, the sensitive Bastian could instantly condition.

"I'm the only one who's been tailing you. Your friends don't know. Isabel, Riko, Marisa, let alone your husband. Mario doesn't know" Bastian said.

Bastian explained with a reassuring expression. Slowly, Anjani calmed down. No longer surprised, and the worry that seemed on his face began to faint.

"Why is Brother Bas following me?" ask Anjani, and still in position on the doorstep.

Bastian smiled kindly. "Can we sit down first? Ehem." Bastian. "My feet are complaining about standing at the door" Bastian said.

Anjani smiles at the reason Bastian made.

"Sit on the porch, my brother. I don't feel good about the neighbors if they put a man in the house."

"But I just passed papasan as the owner of the contract. I said I'm your brother."

"Don't the bus meet Miss Harnum?" Anjani did not suspect it.

"Oh, so her name is Miss Harnum. Looks good the guy. So, can you come in?"

Anjani. "Tetep can not even though Brother Bas ngaku as my brother. Just sit on the porch here, yeah."

"alright. No problem."

Sit Anjani and Bastian on the front porch of the contract. Not immediately start a conversation, what Bastian did was actually offering a package of food.

"Make you. Eat it." Bastian gives a packet of chicken vegetables and a packet of fried rice to Anjani. "I brought you two, because I know you're eating."

Anjani laughed softly. There is a sense of pleasure because tonight Anjani did not boil instant noodles. Especially with the reasons given by Bastian, Anjani auto admitted that he was indeed fed.

"Thank you, Brother. After this I'll eat."

"good. You have to eat, so that the baby in your womb does not think the same mother," said Bastian in fact.

A small nod is created with a big smile. As much as possible Anjani did not show his sad face in front of Bastian. However, his efforts fail when Bastian questions Anjani's reason for running away and breaks contact to avoid being found.

"Is it because of the video?" bastian asked after a few seconds there was no answer. Bastian had heard the news about the video scandal Mario and a woman. Although currently the video link is no longer accessible link.

Anjani is confused to say yes or not. If he agrees, it is certain that the story will flow rapidly later. The clear thread that repeatedly falls, will definitely come back to accompany the repeated story. Anjani won't cry in front of Bastian.

"Don't be forced if you don't want to tell a story. For now, calm yourself." Bastian tries to understand Anjani.

Anjani. "Sister, please don't talk about the video anymore, yeah. And ... please don't tell anyone I'm here."

Bastian did not say yes, nor did he say no. From him, only a light nod.

"May I accompany you to eat?" Bastian diverted the conversation.

"No. I ate it with a straw, brother."

"And I already know. In the office I once ate at your desk. Forgot huh?"

"Oh yes. Hehe. But I ate it."

"Judek. Then I'll just go home let you eat it fast."

Anjani laughed lightly as she saw Bastian's half-sullen expression.

"I'm not angry, you know. But, Kak Bas wants to go back to Jakarta at night like this?"

After saying so, Bastian stood up. Stepping closer to Anjani's chair, then leaning slightly towards Anjani's large stomach. Anjani who did not suspect with Bastian's attitude was a little stubborn.

"Om Bas go home first, yeah. It's fine here with your mother." Bastian instead looked towards Anjani. "I'll go home first. Take good care of yourself. Here, a cell phone for you. Use it to call me, Miss Harnum, or maybe .. your family."

Bastian has a new smartphone. Not an expensive smartphone, but it can only be used to make calls or send messages. The smartphone is even filled with sim cards. About the number, only Bastian knows.

"Sir Bas helped me too much" Anjani said.

"I don't mind doing it. Anjani, I'm not someone else. I know you, and you know me. I should've helped." Quiet for a moment, the look in Bastian's eyes was convincing. "I put the smartphone here."

Bastian stood up straight again. Smile expands. Every gurat shown keeps sincerity.

"Thank you, Brother." Anjani finally chooses to accept Bastian's kindness.

"Either. Oya, across the street there's a maternity clinic. You can come there at any time. Then, at the end of the alley there was a negligent seller. There are also sellers of fried rice and some drinks. If you are hungry and do not want to cook, you can go there. One more thing, inside the smartphone is already my number and Isabel's number. Just in case you miss one of them." At the end of the sentence, Bastian made a joke.

"Hehe. Brother Bas could." Anjani stood up.

"Pelan-pelan dong stand up." Bastian almost held Anjani's arm.

After that, Bastian pamit. Intentionally Bastian did not tell Anjani that he would often come to see the condition of Anjani. Surely Anjani would object if Bastian told her. As before, Bastian uses a car that has been booked. Together with Husen, Bastian returned to Jakarta, leaving Anjani who had a smile on his face.

As soon as Bastian came home, Anjani's clear circle spilled. Swiped slowly, but fell back to make a trail of crying. Bastian feels Anjani is sweet. Unfortunately, Bastian is just another person in Anjani's life. Not a special friend, especially a husband.

"Son, we're eating yuk's fried rice!" Anjani entertained herself by inviting a conversation of the baby in her womb.

One bribe, two mouthfuls, three to a few mouthfuls that feel good, but also tight. All the events that made him hurt have not been there a day. It is natural that Anjani is still often remembered, especially the scene in the video featuring Mario and Lovey.

"Astaghfirullaahoption. If none of this ever happened, then my household would be fine. But ... Ma once said, the name of the household exam must be there. Even though Ma told me to be stoic, my husband and Lovey's behavior was hard for me to accept." Anjani took a deep breath, then exhaled slowly.

"Ma, I miss you. Wanna hug you. But for the time being I don't want anyone to know where I am." Anjani remembered her mother.

The mood quickly changed when Anjani felt the baby's movements in her womb. Anjani quickly wiped her tears, then smiled and rubbed her big belly.

"I'm sorry, son. Mother just got a little baper. Let's eat some more. Mother will try to smile more often for your sake."

After that, there were no more tears even though the disappointment and heartache were still royal. Anjani intends steadfast, even though it feels difficult.

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At night, at the same time, in a different place.

Mario is sitting behind the desk. Not at home, but in his office. Computer screens and smartphones are deliberately kept on. Maybe someone called him and told him where his wife was.

Three men were asked to search, but until now there has been no news about Anjani. There's no trace. Anjani's phone and sim card were not tracked.

Mario only told the three best friends Anjani, Isabel, Riko, and Bastian. Besides, Mario keeps the news. On the one hand Mario does not want many people who know, especially after the video scandal spread. However, on the other hand Mario hopes Anjani will be found soon.

"How's it?" asked John, the father, who had just walked into Mario's study.

"There's been no progress." Mario answered with a clean slit. The guilt is clearly still in the dark.

John approached the son. A box of food complete with drinks immediately placed on the table.

"Eat!" john's orders.

"I don't have an appetite, dad."

"Eat only mekipun not taste. You need energy to find your wife. Eat up!" John is firm in command.

Mario lose. A box of fast food is laid out in its contents. His father was right, Mario needs to eat, it takes a lot of energy to be more intense looking for Anjani.

"Have you?" john asked after seeing Mario finish his meal. From the moment Mario ate, John did not deliberately make a chat.

Mario nodded. "Thank you, dad."

"Then quickly contact your in-laws!"

The deg!

Mario reflexively turned towards John. The father's orders were very unlikely to be carried out by him.

"No, dad. Anjani's parents would be very disappointed if they knew Anjani had run away from home."

"Then you want to keep it a secret? Until when, Mario?"

The father's firm tone made Mario silent. His wrong position does make him go awry, because Mario is indeed guilty, although there are parts that make him not to blame entirely.

"Mario, your father-in-law is no one else. He is Anjani's parents. You two are indeed the main actors in the household that you live, but do not forget .... Marriage is also about bringing two families together. Remember that's fine!"

Mario could not argue at all. What my father said was true.

"alright. I'll call Ma. But not now. I will maximize my efforts to find my wife" said Mario in the end.

"good. But you better not be long. Who knows Anjani chose to go home to her parents. Your position would be far less forgiving if it were too late to explain."

The deg!

Mario's eyes rounded after hearing the father's advice. His mind did not go that way.

"Clear your mind so you can focus on finding your wife." John patted Mario's shoulder. "About the scandalous video, my father's man has started to track him down."

"Who's the mastermind, dad!" Mario's tone sounded furious after John said.

"It's still in search, but there's already a bright spot. You just focus on your wife. Let me help you take care of the mastermind spreading your video."

There is a new feeling in Mario's heart. Angry, and impatient to know the figure of the mastermind. Obviously, Mario will make the calculations.

"Anjani Darling. Ii'm sorry. I promise I'll find you." Inner Mario, really.

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