My Husband is a Ningrat

Chapter 32. [The bright spot ]

Two weeks after the incident, he didn't contact me. It's okay, he's busy. I did too, but he didn't forget me. The rice came again to accompany my lunch. Even things I didn't understand came for me, a letter and a handful of white roses, she sent every night.

Her fragrant bushes beat the literal laundry perfume that sometimes makes me feel dizzy seven circumference.

"Take this in exchange for my presence by your side."

"My mother shackles."

"Sweet smile."

"Patience there."

"Wait for me, in a minute."

"My hair is unruly."

I read a letter that he slipped between the blooms of roses. I smile at every stalk I put in a glass vase I bought impromptu at the gayam coral market.

Sweet.. If this rose he bought directly for me. If he were also the one who said those words without having to go through black pen writing. The sukmaku must have floated into the air, hovered in the air. If the rose he gave was a rose a sign of sincerity. Not because there will be separation or death.

I kept all the little pink paper shapes neatly. I keep the roses that are almost dried in a glass jar. His presence I never expected, the presence of the owner of the smile. Just gonna add a burden to me, a burden of feeling.

I don't know where my heart has grown, I can't say. Have love! I'm intrigued by this one feeling, we both never said love. Everything flows as it is.

I understand, miss it's gonna turn into love.

I understand every story must have love.

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Two more weeks is the annual event that my community hosts. All went well, even Nina ukthi metal was looking calm when handling her responsibility to find a rice box catering. She also served as a P3K committee, she said as a practice before actually becoming a nurse.

I'm not sure, afraid he even did malpractice. Haha. Lullabies, Nina. It's not that he'll be treating people who are fighting in the concert arena. He'll definitely do an ultimatum before treating the patient, I'm chuckling.

The afternoon was getting late, the twilight began to be replaced by dark night. Leave the moon with its dim light. I decided to go home tonight. I've prepared my luggage, I've ordered the motorcycle online as well. I just wait for the arrival of the gentlemen in green jackets.

I sat on the stairs in front of the store, looking at the vehicle going back and forth, seeing a couple drunk with a kasmaran, chatting about the glorious future. A pair of parents sitting at a distance. Uh! What is romantic only when young, what because they are used to being together, so they do not need to cuddle on the road. Hahaha, Just this is my entertainment, thinking about which is not my fate.

Mr. ojol came, as usual said, "Mbak Rinjani." Smiling, giving up her pride helmet.

My body is already sore. Maybe because my period will be a little spoiled, slalu like this if you want to get monthly guests. Achy, mood up and down, legs ask for a massage even my appetite soared. This is not bad, in the past when Junior High I often did not enter school, because if I want to menstruate my body will be like a pregnant person. Cramps, vomiting, dizziness, my doctor said I was malnourished so it caused my body to have dysmenorrhea.

I got to the front of the house, I saw dry leaves strewn on the porch. I see the plants are drying up too.

It turned out that he really left and did not return. I really am a poor boy.

I open the dusty door knob, I turn on the light switch. I entered a place that had been a witness for two years to my painful life and so messed up my family.

I saw the old sofa that became my father's bed, even the cigarette ashtray still looks the same in place.

I scatter the door closing curtains, the silhouette of a curled body brings out the cry that makes me miss. Lastri.

I sat on the flatbed while stroking my mother's shadow. I miss his touch, his nagging, his cooking, I miss everything about him. I miss when you can still smile, can still joke, can still even sing singing sneak Nike Ardilla song.

The slow cliche danced in my head, and my miss would be healed. Can the man find his mother? in my mind I hope.

I leaned my body. Returning to this house reminds me of this two-year wound. My family's wounds and my wounds.

I quietly began to sob, a sense of tightness filling my chest. Even my head started hallucinating on its own. I heard people talking outside the house.

The sound of the door opening, the reflection of the steps of the shoes was heard approaching me. My eyes were blurry with tears, plus the 5watt yellow light added to the difficulty of seeing.

The shadow approached me, "Why are you crying?" askinya.

He wiped my tears.

"Who are you, why are you here?" I flicked his hand.

I'm aghast, "Based on a ghost! Came uninvited home not delivered." I held my hands around her body. "Wicked you mas. I thought it was just your shadow."

"You missed?"

"Hemm, mom. Why here?" I asked when I was satisfied to hug his body.

"I was following that."

"The stalker's like a snatch!" I said while wiping the rest of my tears. I got out of my mom's room and walked over to the sofa.

I threw my body lazily, followed by Kaysan who was sitting in front of me.

"Sorry mas. Take you to the middle of nowhere."

"Speak what you are, Jani. Don't ever discuss caste with me!" His voice is rising.

"Sorry."

"Why come home didn't say?"

"Why don't you tell me?

"Why didn't Rinjani come home?"

Hey, do I look like a girl chasing after love. Visiting you is the only thing I do. I sighed, making peace with the situation, so that he could return home soon.

"What did you do to follow me here?"

"Treating my miss that I can't manage."

"Wrong yourself why not send a message."

"Mas want a drink? Jani make it first." I continued again after taking HP and turn it on.

"No need for Jani. I'll just be a minute." He held my hand before I got out of my seat. "Tumben's home, what's up?"

He looked around, observing the furniture in this house. I'm ashamed, in this house many photos when Rinjani is small, especially the pose looks coquettish.

"Just grab some clothes and clean the house" I said while playing my HP.

"Turn off your HP while you're with me." My eyes were round, "Just for a moment, Nina asked at home not."

"Turn off your HP!"

I took a rough breath, "This is it." I put my HP on the table.

"Tomorrow to take a day off, I want to take you somewhere."

"Where?" many wonder.

"The answer to all your worries."

"What the hell mas, don't make a puzzle."

"Your mother."

"Lastri..."

Kaysan gripped my hand, the look on his face was already so serious.

"Mom met mas...? Where is he mas?" I said stirring while tightening his hands, I was happy and afraid of the reality that happened.

"Mas, tell me where mom is..."