MY MAID

ASIYAH (DIFFICULT TO SHARE A HEART)

"How should the deck let adek not silence mas continue like this, please do not stay still deck continues it is very torturous mas"

"Why mas? wh why? do you think this act made me happy? what if I told you I had to divorce that woman and I would do it?

"Mas Wawab? do not be silent, hahahaa funny thing I am of course the Imam will not divorce the woman, maybe soon I will be banished"

"It's not like that deck, mas indeed can not divorce him, but even then there is the reason for the deck, sorry mas ya deck"

"Obviously you can't divorce her because you love her so much, right?

"I'm sorry mas dek, Rumi is pregnant and mas obviously can't divorce her.

I was shocked to hear it, I wasn't really ready. I don't know when exactly but my tears have broken, I really can't.

"Why Mas? why did mas do this to me hyks hikss, if can't divorce him just divorce me mas"

"Don't talk like that deck, mas couldn't possibly let you go, mas love you, how fate Ayesa if we divorce deck, until whenever mas won't divorce you, mas will definitely divorce Rumi but later after his son

born"

"What kind of empty egg is mas, after the girl's child is born you will also use the same word, pity her child if you divorce"

"Dek mas really apologise but please be pleased so that the mas can calm down"

He was silent, I passed it, I remember in the corner of this house there was a hidden camera and because there was nothing suspicious for 2 years I did not check it.

I tried to check on the day that Imam was told exactly a year ago. It hurts my heart to see what they're doing, I can't see it anymore, but I have to I want to know how far they're going in my house. Apparently, the Imam always helped do the housework and they passed the day happily when I worked hard against the tiredness of the shop, the loss of my fate.

On another day there was an event that made my blood really boil, how did I not see the Imam carrying the woman in bridal style with his mesra then went up to my room, and the worst after I checked the cctv in the lady's room was using my finger and they did it in my bedroom. In that instant I was furious, really angry, I kicked the table throwing whatever was near me. The priest came he looked surprised at what I had just seen, I glared at him with a burning rage, went up to my room, I randomized the sheets and everything in my bed, I threw them all away, I picked up my lingerie and ripped it apart as hard as I could, I fell to tears as I would. The Imam tried to reach me but I always cried, it hurt so much. I continued to take a stand to ease my anger and of course to ease my heartache, maybe I'm not this sick if I just hear but see their video clearly making out wherever they are and especially in my room it makes me crumble as crushed.

I pushed the Imam out even though he was unmoved, I vented my anger by hitting him as hard as I could.

"Please leave me alone"

Akhinya mas Imam came out after being unable to persuade me anymore. That woman ah I don't care anymore, she's more in the room after I'm insinuated. I still don't think, want me to sleep but it feels disgusted if I have to lay down in this bed, it feels like I want to move rooms, but where? they've even tried every corner of the initial house.

Finally I decided to go to the room right next to the main room there containing all the photos of our family memories, I happened to have placed the key in the room as one with the shop key so I can make sure this room is safe from their activities.

I saw a photo of our memories from getting married to this point, crossed back to the sorrow of living 8 years with the Imam, I hold the photo when Ayesa was born, he said,

It looks so happy that we are there, now Ayesa even less attention, a few days ago Ayesa asked to sleep at home eyes of course I am grateful because at least there for a while it will be better for her.

Tired of feeling, I fell down while still hugging the photo of the three of us while continuing to beristighfar. I have to think about what to do in front of him. It's not easy for me, until this moment I feel like it's just a dream. Long stay in this house will only make me sick, it is impossible if I have to stay here again but let this house live in a woman does not know that self is more impossible, it is more impossible, this house has too many memories. I'm sorry I couldn't share my heart.