My husband, Doctor Adrian

Two Years

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I turned off my phone alarm. It's five in the morning. I shower and get ready. Usually, I don't wake up this early. But, I have to go to Adrian's house before work. I want to cook for him. Yesterday, our first meeting after we split up. The first time I saw him cry. The first time she told me about her real mother.

"Lula's? Very early?" The mother who was spraying the plants looked shocked.

"Eh, yes, Ma.. Lula left first, yeah.."

Mama looked at my hand full of paper bags filled with groceries.

"Ma, this is me cooking at a friend's house, she's sick. I didn't go to the supermarket so I picked up the one at home. I'll go shopping, huh.."

Mama looked at me suspiciously. "No need. Mom will soon be at the market with Aunt. Yes, be careful, you.."

I got in my car, relieved. I can't lie to Mom. But there's no way I'm telling you about Adrian's situation. I don't want to make Mama sad. I know he loves Adrian.

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I arrived at Adrian's house. Quickly, I dropped the things. The main door is not locked. I went to the kitchen and started cooking. I'm gonna make some rice and meat soup for this morning and some spaghetti bolognaise I'm gonna put in the fridge. If Adrian wants to eat, he just warms it up in the microwave.

Adrian doesn't look anywhere, but I'm really busy in the kitchen. I cooked in a hurry. It doesn't feel like it's almost eight o'clock. I have to get into the office in half an hour. I set the soup on the table and covered it with a serving hood. Spaghetti is also ready in the refrigerator.

Is he not home? My inner.

I decided to go up to the second floor. I opened the main room. He was sleeping apparently. His body moved up and down in rhythm with his breath. Seeing that alone has relieved me. I don't want anything bad to happen to him. It seems like he hasn't eaten since last night with me. Would he eat today if I didn't come?

I slipped and left the room. I washed all the dirty kitchen utensils, put all the groceries in the refrigerator, and prepared to go to the office.

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That afternoon, still on the same day, Nissa and I were planning to hang out together. This will be our first meeting since I resigned from the old office, and also since I got divorced.

Nissa only knew the outline. I never told anyone about my life in detail.

I have arrived at a cafe with a beautiful interior in South Jakarta.

"Lula! Kangen.." Nissa hugged me.

"God.. Baby number two?" I glanced at Nissa's already big belly. The one asked only nodded happily.

"Oh, Nis.. I'm so happy for you!" my word.

We sat at a table in the corner of the cafe. We ordered drinks and snacks. Suddenly I remembered my baby. Surely our gestational age is not so much different, if my baby is still there. But I don't want to drag on. I know this is God's destiny.

"When is the due date, Nis?" *due date \= Estimated Day of Birth

"Two months away, La." said Nissa as she ate her snack.

"So?" Nissa teases.

"What?" many confused.

"Lo Belom read the new Insider magazine?"

I'm shaking.

I scrunched my eyebrows. "Yes, I know this is your boss.. Continues to?"

"MAD, La.. You pretend not to understand or how..? Read it directly on page 23.."

I flipped the magazine over quickly.

When I saw Nathan's pictures, I stopped. Nathan's stories and photos are posted on many pages, as if he were a celebrity or something. He is like a celebrity among business people.

Nissa pointed to Nathan's interview.

Insider: Successful, young, and handsome. Have you found a woman of choice?

Nathan: (laughs) Ah.. I think I found it. But, I don't know. He doesn't seem to like me.

Insider: How can it be?

Nathan: He just parted ways with his partner. I don't want to force my feelings, but I just want to be there for him.

My heart beats faster, not because of ge-er that her words were meant for me. I'm just scared. Afraid that those words were for me. I'm really not ready to open my heart.

Nissa's voice brought my consciousness back. "Gue was not expecting.. Mr. Nathan's all the way to lo.."

I shook my head quickly. "Please, deh Nis. Just separated, just me? I'm not the same as him, Nis."

"So the auditor for him and the routine meeting is not deket, huh? Hehe.. We'll see, yes." said Nissa without letting me reply.

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After I finished meeting Nissa, I decided to come to Adrian's house. Am I overreacting? Should I come twice a day? But I just wanted to make sure he ate.

I didn't tell anyone about this. No to Mama. Not to Nissa. I just don't want Mama to worry. Nor do I want Nissa to poison me more with her thoughts.

I opened the door to Adrian's house. The home was different from the first time I came. Now the house is neater, and all the lights are turned on.

"Gosh.." I stroked my chest as I saw Adrian standing before me. I don't know what he's doing.

Seeing me shocked, he laughed. That alone makes me happy. I want him back to what he used to be. Happy, like before I was with you.

"Have you eaten?" my many.

"Yes, thank you. Your cooking is good." he said.

He resumed his activities, which after I noticed he was busy with his laptop. Adrian has returned.

"After the thesis?" my many.

He shook. "I'm building a Non Profit Organization. Actually, it's been a long time. But, maybe now I'll get serious." he said quickly.

Whahuh?

"I'm going to Africa, La." he said again.

Whahuh? What did he say?

It seemed like surprise was clearly on my face, but he did not try to comfort me. I forgot how bad he was at socializing.

"I think this is my way of life. To help many people. Youknew.. There, I will meet many children like me, lacking.. And I wish I could help them."

"OKAY. How long?" I asked, just out of curiosity.

"Two years."

I try to be ordinary. There is nothing between us anymore. I just smiled at him and rushed towards the kitchen to pick up the vacuum cleaner, looking for something to work on.