My Prayer From Forbidden Places

I Want to Be Mas Bram's Wife

"Where are you at the disco now, brother? I'll pick it up now" asked Mas Bram.

I called the name of the discotheque, and soon Mas Bram came to pick me up in his car.

I said goodbye to Diah, and then we glided through the night without a clear destination.

"Kok can Dik Raisa get here.  Who was brought here? Grumbags. Raisa's deck used to bmain to discotheques?"

I can't answer Mas Bram's question.

My heart is busy arranging the fragments of taste. I can't say anything to Mas Bram.

I was confused as to where the word came from.

Suddenly Mas Bram pulled his car away from the hotel.

I still kept quiet saying nothing to him.

I've been swept away by the loneliness of my life all this time.

Bram is like that too. He just kept silent looking at me.

"Bram Mas ... I'm gonna talk."

"Yes, Dek Raisa just said it. Kan, I was wondering so that Dik Raisa would talk."

I have been silent for a long time. I'm still mustering up my courage to tell Mas Bram.

"... I want to be Mas Bram's wife!"

The words that were uploaded were honestly out of the space of my tired and desperate heart.

With that sentence, I thought Mas Bram's response would immediately hug me. Instead he became laughing out loud."Ha ha ha ... !"

He laughed to himself for a long time. I don't know what's funny about what I said.

Seeing him laughing, my feelings became mixed between shame and keki.

Not usually Mas Bram behaves like that. Usually Mas Bram speaks softly and is romantic to me.

It's so strange that he. I made it into keki.  "Why did Bram laugh? Don't I deserve to be Mas Bram's castle?" I asked with a keki feeling.

Looking at me, his laughter became.

"ha ha ha ..."

“Ih... Mas Bram is really nyebelin. Enough, enough, Mom! Not funny, you know! Laughing Mas Bram harassed me!" I shouted at him in a loud voice. Emotions bubbling.

Seeing me angry, Mas Bram stopped his laughter.

Bram began to fall silent. I also fell silent with the feeling that was still prying. Shame to express the taste, then just made a joke.

Suddenly ...Bram put his lips to my ear. Then he whispered to me, “I'm impotent, Dik!"

Hearing his impotent words, my reflexes said Istigfar out loud, "Astagfirullah!" I was really surprised by his confession.

Seeing me surprised ... Mas Bram laughed again, “hahaha ..”

I made him come out. I hurried out of his car and away from him, then I sat alone on the nearby sidewalk.

Then Bram came to me. Then he sat next to me.

*Did Raisa still want to be my wife, if I'm impotent?" ask Mas Bram in a slow tone.

I was confused not being able to answer him.Fear he was just pranking me.

I'm not sure of Mas Bram's impotent confession, if he's seriously impotent, I don't know, maybe I don't want to be his wife.

Whatever my answer is. Whether you want it or not, it must make Mas Bram even worse.

Thankfully, apparently Mas Bram did not urge me to answer, maybe he did not take it seriously. He diverted with another chat.

His offer made my heart flutter. I'd love to answer, "yes, I'm sleepy, Mas!" But I'm afraid Bram is laughing at him again.

I was confused square to answer it, yes sleepy or not sleepy. My doubt is very visible in my gesture, so it is very visible in the eyes of Mas Bram.

"Ha hah ..." Seeing me doubtful, finally laughing Mas Bram broke as well.

Huuh..!

Tonight I was really made the dumbest woman by Mas Bram.

" ... Your face looks so tangled, Dik Raisa. Take another walk!"

I nodded and we got back into Mas Bram's car.

On the way I thought a lot about his attitude Mas Bram. It's very different from what I've known all along.

All this time, I knew him only as he helped me a lot because he liked me. But tonight he showed himself to be a god-level man.

Honestly, I felt inferior sitting next to him. But on the other side of the flavor room, that liking began to bloom on him.

During the night spent on the trip, Mas Bram much begging me to tell stories. As long as I talk, he laughs often. It looks like a father is snacking on his son

Ah, it's not the usual kind of guy. Suppose he wanted to fuck me, maybe my pride that I kept desperately in the massage parlor would have been broken. But, yes that was, he had a god-level man.

Until the morning without feeling we were already in Bogor. In front of the local government, Mas Bram parked his car to enjoy the atmosphere there.

"Sik Raisa. We hang out here huh! Soon many food traders will stay here," said Mas Bram in a soft tone.

I answered him with a nod of my head.

I really enjoyed every move. Look at my eyes as if I do not want to be separated from her figure.

"Try Dik Raisa tell me back, why was it last night at the discotheque?"

" I'm lazy to talk about it, Mom!" I answered in a soft tone with my sad eyes.

"So, what's wrong with Dik Raisa suddenly saying she wants to be my wife?"

"Entahlah .." I replied as I slowly shook my head.

Mas Bram is not a man who is easily blinded by my statements, even though he likes me so much. It's too easy for him to know my true heart.

"Kok the answer's just I don't know, brother!"

"I'm Tired, Mom! My mind can no longer."  I answered while strengthening my feelings so that my eyes would not cry.

It feels like I really want to lean my head on Mas Bram's shoulder to get tired my mind is resting for a moment, but I am embarrassed, because the situation there is already crowded with people who pass by.

"When will you call me work again?"

I answered him with a head. "" I'm going back to Bandung, Mas. I want to open a small business there. Maybe soon enough."

Suddenly, Mas Bram's fingers squeezed my fingers. And I let it.

Not like before, this time I no longer feel uncomfortable grasped.  I felt comfort and felt like I had a new protector.

Kenamgan in front of the Bogor Regional Government was too beautiful to forget until now We sit selonjoran on the edge of the Butcher, move to another food repairer, then move again sit under a shady tree, then go back to the muter-muter car for a while, then back to the original place.

Maybe the judgment of the person who saw, I am the pet woman om-om happy who joined hands here and there.

At that time, I was like a girl who was in a drunken romance. For a moment I was completely made to forget that I had a daughter waiting for me.  Moreover, feeling that my status is still the wife of people.

"Dik Raisa. If you go back to Bandung, what about your husband?" Mas Bram asked as he let go of my grasp.

Instantly I fell silent and bowed trying to find the answer.. Mas Bram's question has been pushed to the bottom of my household life's thorny problem.

Want me to say just divorce my husband, but, Mas Bram is not a father figure that is suitable for my daughter While at this time, my heart has completely fallen on Mas Bram.

"Oh, yes Dik Raisa. I've met your husband."