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The Toughest Week For Me,,,

After that day I never met my husband again, this was the first week I felt so heavy in my life. I couldn't eat, couldn't sleep, every day I just cried hoping that everything that happened to me was just a dream,,,

Parents, younger siblings, friends, friends do not get bored to continue advising me, so I am patient, steadfast to accept all these tests, I know what they say is true, I know what they say is true, and all for my own good, but they don't feel like they're in my position, it's all hard for me,,, you know,,,

It's not easy being me right now,,,

Before all this, every day my husband always tlp me at least twice, to tell him what he's doing, being where, but not with this week, everything changes,,,

And I had to adjust a lot to all these changes, because honestly I'm still waiting for my husband every day,,,

I miss her, I miss her voice, I miss her,

And it's hard for me,,,!!!!!

Every day after Maghrib I usually prepare a meal, dressing up for someone who for the 14th I'm waiting for his return with hope of anxiety, waiting for him to come home from work is the most beautiful part of my life.

But right now after Maghrib what do I want??? I'm still confused,,,, I,,,

One day I forgot that we had split the house, after my maghrib prayer dress up, I put on thin powder, put on lipstick and combed my hair, Key was surprised to see my behavior but he just kept quiet, and,, I went back and forth to the kitchen, the room, the living room waiting for my husband to come home,,,

"Wait for dad??? " task key at last on me

" Yes, my father hasn't come home yet, ya, ka, ga ngabarin too," I replied

Astaghfirullah YaAllah, why did I forget,,,

really sick, God, I can only cry and cry without knowing what to do,, no,,,

Key hugged me, I cried sobbing in Key's arms. Right now I only have a key, a strong, tough kid and the biggest supporter of my life. I don't know what I would be like if God didn't bring a key to my life, maybe I wasn't in this world,,, or,,,

Because Key is the reason I stayed despite the pain.

I spread out my body sobbing, maybe this is the umpteenth time Key saw me crying, and it makes Key feel like he has to be stronger than me right now.

Every day, my day is filled with tears, I still wish it was just a nightmare, and I wish someone would wake me up from this nightmare. And I still keep hoping that my husband will come back and pull, but he won't, no, no, no, no,,,

Five days passed, I lost weight, my eyes were swollen, my face was puffy and my eyes were black because I couldn't sleep,,,

I was really fucked up, then,,,

Weekend is the day I wait the most, because usually it is the most fun day for me and key, we used to always spend time together, wherever we would always be together,,,

But now there's no fun weekend for me and Key, all as mundane as the day before, without Dad,,,!!!!