My Husband is Complimentary

Episode 33

I've been waiting for Risma's mom for two hours. But he has not returned yet. Bhishma didn't call me either, maybe she was fast asleep. My head just got dizzy, I don't know what.

Maybe later in the afternoon, I'll go to the doctor, afraid of anything happening. I heard someone open the door, it must be Risma's mom.

I immediately stood up to greet him, not forgetting I turned off the tv, afraid that Risma's mom was scolding me, because I was presumptuous at her house.

"Rai, sorry yes, I'm old. It was really complicated, so I had to sort it out right away" he explained. I caught a bad tone from his speech.

"Yes ma'am, it's okay. Well then, I'd like to go back to the office, ma'am." My pamphlet to Risma's mom.

He nodded his head, delivered a few messages, whatever tasks I had to take care of, because today, he's not going to the office. I say hello as I go.

*****

I saw the clock was at half 11 p.m. Immediately I checked all the files mentioned by Ms. Risma. My mind goes back to Irsyad, where he didn't have time to reply to my message.

I immediately dismissed all my bad thoughts, then continued my delayed activities.

Thank God, it's finally a break. Not yet done stretching my sore muscles, Billy and Laras have already entered my room.

"Hey pretty, you eat yuk?" Invite him while raising his eyebrows.

"Curtain! Very nice Bill, not sure what Raina sedain continues?" Ketus Laras, I just smiled knotingly looking at their behavior.

"Haven't fuss, later if you fall in love, just know your taste!" My joke on them.

"Relieve it!" Answer them compact. I chuckle at hearing it.

"Yaudah yuk, we have lunch. Uh I want to eat ramen noodles again, to the cafe across from the office yuk?"

"She's beautiful, I'm going anywhere, okay" replied Billy spoiled.

"Ihh amit-amit deh see your behavior Bill, yuk ah Rai, we leave."

The three of us went to the cafe. The atmosphere of the cafe was so full, we almost did not go to any place.

We just ordered food, while waiting for the food to come, I began to be interrogated by Billy and Laras.

"Where were you Rai? I went to his office in the afternoon" asked Laras.

"It's beautiful, but you've been waiting in the lobby to make breakfast together" Billy chimed in.

"I was at Risma's house first, told to carry the files left in his room." I was clear on them.

"Where else are you going? How long ago if just nganterin doang mah file," asked Laras bergebu.

I haven't been able to answer, the waiter has come and placed all our orders.

"Thank you, Mba," I told the waiter. The waiter smiled as he passed away.

"So he was told to nemenin Bisma as well, because bu Risma there was a sudden job. You see, Bhishma is sick again, so afraid it takes anything, so ask me to make her son nemenin."

I saw Billy and Laras looking at each other. I don't know what's on both of them's minds.

"You're serious Rai, take care of Bisma?" billy asked as he glared at her eyes, his voice half whispering.

"What a Bill, that's weird. Yes seriously, but I'm just as he doesn't do anything, really. Your mind is everywhere." Accuse me, when I don't know, what's in their brains.

"Well, there's a demon passing by, isn't it Bill?"

Now it's Laras' turn to try to tease me. Billy nodded his head, agreeing with Laras' speech.

We finally talked about a lot of things. Until it is not felt, time has shown at one noon. Before entering work again, we went to the mosque first, to fulfill the obligation.

*****

I try to follow him, I don't care about my health, I can get treatment tomorrow. I followed the man until he walked into a treatment room.

"Whose room is this?" ask batiku. And it turns....

My eyes are heating up, my chest is getting tighter. Like a dagger stuck into my heart, my heart hurts so much. I saw him casually holding the hand of another woman. The woman was lying weak, but honey, I couldn't see her face.

I peeked out of the small glass attached to the door. Occasionally, Irsyad's hands tidied up the woman's hair. Who her? Question after question filled my mind.

I closed my mouth, so that my sobbing would not be heard clearly by them. I closed my eyes and felt a lot of pain. I'll soon be leaving that place.

I should how? He has betrayed me, even though that is not entirely true. But, what I saw, justifies all my prejudices all along.

I stopped a taxi, suddenly my head felt very dizzy. Maybe it was a result of crying a lot. Remove the clear hairs that wet the cheeks.

Try to stay calm, take a deep breath, then let it out. But still, my eyes were flowing. My chest is getting tighter. I tried to call him, hoping it wasn't him.

Although it is unlikely that hope is true. One call he hasn't answered, and then I press his number again. He answered my phone.

"Assalamu'alaikum, where are you?" I asked without further ado.

"Wa'alaikumsalam, I'm again at Yang's restaurant, another meeting," he replied across the street.

"Oh, are you going home late again?"

"It looks like Yang, this meeting has not found a meeting point. I'm sorry, baby, I've been, I'm not good with the others. Assalamu'alaikum." Turn off the phone connection.

"Wa'alaikumsalam," I said sobbing.

Since when do you lie, Mom? Even I so clearly saw you in the hospital.

To reassure him again, I tried asking Mr. Juna. No one called him first, it's an emergency. But, I have to say what the flirtatious boss is?

"Assalamu'alaikum's chat. Sorry sir if I am interrupting...I want to ask, has my husband come home from the office? Or is there a meeting outside? I'm worried about him, his phone hasn't been in contact since noon." My message to Mr. Juna.

Not long after, my phone shook. There's a message. A reply from Mr. Juna.

"Wa'alaikumsalam, is Irsyad not home yet? Even since 4 p.m., he's been allowed to go home."

Rinai drizzle wet my chest. He's really lying! I'm not returning that message. Just know it!

Taxi has arrived in front of the house, I immediately came out while giving the fare. Bracket the bedroom door as tight as possible.

Express my frustration on Irsyad. I drooped, sitting on the floor, leaning against the door of the room. I cried sobbing.

How could he lie to me so easily? In fact, I just realized, that he is a person who has the potential to hurt my feelings.

With a shaky step I entered the bathroom. Hurry to clean up, take the water. Immediately perform the obligation.

I rested on Him, complaining about everything I felt. I know God loves me very much. So He gave me trials like this. He knows I am strong.

"Give me more of your strength, O God, Aamiin." The do'a I repeated.

Fold a container and mukena, then head to the kitchen to make a glass of juice. It tastes very fresh if you make one glass of strawberry juice without sugar.

My appetite had gone, when I saw my husband with another woman. After everything was over, I waited for my time while reading the novel.

The clock is 8pm, but my husband is not back yet. I'm tired of waiting for him! Nevermind! I better pray, then rest.

I had to learn not to care about it, so that someday, if he left me, I wouldn't be too hurt