My Past Stories

18. Start tenuous

Finish the final exam and just wait for the graduation letter. I can't bear to miss my halal lover who hasn't come for weeks and made me really feel like seeing her.

With a little fear, I asked my father for permission to go to the city where Dillah lived. My father just allowed me without willing to forbid me, but on condition that it must be accompanied by Sania or April. Oh my god, it's the same name. While Sania or April won't accompany me.

"Why isn't Alva the same or Mr ?" said mom gave advice.

You agree, but Alva can only take you to stay overnight because you have to work. I agree, it's good that nothing bothers you. hehehe

The next morning, Alva gave his boss permission to take a day off, saying he was on family business. At about nine o'clock, Alva and I headed straight to the town where Dillah lived on Alva's motorbike.

"Kalo open for the sake of your relationship with my son ogah ya Des, nganter lo kesono where far away again !" Gerrutu.

"Yaudah. I asked for anther also ga free Va, there's his gasoline money even five times your salary a day." I'm arrogant about him.

We arrived in just five hours, because Alva really did not stop at all except for the dzuhur prayer. Tired and sore, until it feels like my feet are cramped. But I complained that I didn't care, because I forced Alva to drive me.

We were warmly welcomed by mother and sister Dina. Even Alva who had never met was instantly familiar without feeling awkward. This is how Alva is, he is a person who is never arrogant to anyone. Unlike me, who is a little quiet on people who are new to know.

After performing the Ashar prayer, Alva said goodbye to her mother and sister Dina. I hugged and kissed Alva's hand and drove her to the front.

"Be careful. Don't forget to eat first on the road !" Reminded me.

"Yes my dear adek. Yes, I am back. Assalamualaikum ma'am, sis."

"Getishalight." The three of us.

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At 9 pm, my father told me to rest because he saw me who was holding back the sleepiness of still waiting for Dillah's return.

"Gapapa. Daddy's getting his break first, Desi wants to wait for Dillah." My heart refused gently.

"Judek. Dad first, if you're sleepy you're in the room !"

"Yes yeah."

Dad went into the room following the mother who had first entered and rested. I still faithfully wait for the return of Dillah who previously said that he would be home at eight by telephone earlier. But it's been an hour I've been waiting, even from where Dillah works it only takes fifteen minutes on the bike. Andi arrived home at seven o'clock last night. Is it as busy as he is ?

Chequelek

The door opened at 10 p.m. With sleepy eyes I looked out and immediately hugged Dillah's burly body which looked very tired.

"Sister kangen you !" His words welcomed my embrace. "Our desi miss sister !"

A few minutes you hug taking off the miss. Then I went to the kitchen to make some warm tea, and Dillah went to the bathroom to clean herself up. I asked Dillah to eat, because I didn't go to dinner waiting for Dillah to eat together.

Adhan dawn reverberate. I woke Dillah to ask him to pray at dawn. Dillah who was tired of going back to sleep finished praying, he asked me to wake him at 7. He will leave at 8 o'clock, because today he has to check the field work. Unlike the Andi mas who have to take care of the factory.

I made a cake and sister Dina was making breakfast. While the mother was in the front yard watering her plants.

Right at 7 I woke my husband up, told him to take a shower and I prepared his clothes and put them on the bed. Then I made her some warm tea and brought her to the room.

"Who's wife is this, so much attention ?" His god to me while clutching my forehead.

"Mrs Abdillah Hasan. Hahaha" My heart to him scoffed.

"I'm-I'm the hell !" His eagle. "Haha"

We went out together, headed for the dinner shirt for breakfast. I put the cake in the container and gave it to Dillah, to accompany the coffee during the day.

"So, I'm not leaving." I nodded and kissed the back of Dillah's hand, she kissed me on my forehead. "You don't know what time you go home, you don't have to wait for your sister !"

"Yes bawel ish.. It's gone, it's noon !" My solute.

"So this husband himself ? Hehe"

"Hehe."

Mom just smiled looking at me and Dillah. I don't know why you liked me right away from the first time you met, you thought I was a nice girl and wouldn't do weird things. Ah mother. I've never been weird ! hehehe

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Three days passed with me still staying at home in-laws, and of course still faithfully waiting for my husband's return in the middle of the night.

Really am. If it says bored, yes I'm very tired of doing nothing and can't do anything. Only occasionally did Dina and me go out just shopping or snacking to the nearest stall.

And now, again Dillah came home at 10pm and I was asleep in the living room waiting for him. He took me to the room and laid me in his bed. He went to the bathroom to clean himself first. After he finished, he immediately attacked me who was still unconscious and made me surprised to make it.

A week, exactly today a week I've been at Dillah's house, and it's time I went home to my parents. It is with great heaviness that I leave my family-in-law and also my husband who cannot drive me. I want to cry, but I'm ashamed and I don't want to be selfish. Because yesterday Dillah has fulfilled his promise on Sunday he will spend time for me. Dillah can only take me to the terminal and he has to get back to the factory.

It feels so heavy. But Dillah promised that next week he would come. Because next week the responsibility is finished taking care of the factory and back to work on the field. At least he can give me more free time to be able to remove my miss even if only through a phone connection or SMS message.

At night I got home picked up by Alva at the station. I immediately threw myself into Alva's room. Alva understands why I'm like this, which means I need a backrest.

Alva stroked my head. "Patience, later also your husband will always be there beside you !"

What !!