Mystery of a Mate (Widow But Virgin )

Season 2 Mely

POV Mely's

It feels so exhausting today. My ailing father requires me to work to deliver fish orders to all our customers in every restaurant on the edge of Lake Toba.

Yes, to connect our livelihood in the area of Lake Toba is with fish ponds. Although the pond we have is still relatively small, but the results are enough for daily needs and even the results can be saved for childbirth costs.

In this one week I forced Dad to let me work to deliver fish to our customers. Dad always forbid me, but if I don't deliver customer orders. Where do we get money from?

I drove Dad's motor matic carefully and at low speed. My tiredness today, coupled with resentment. How not to be upset. The luxury car that drove fast splashed the water of the comberan that was on the side of the road to me. Until the clothes I was wearing were dirty with the water.

I don't know, lately I've been hit by splashes of water comberan on the side of the road. A week ago I also got splashed. My fate is very poor. Maybe because I'm a bastard time huh? that's why my fate is always apes. I'm what the fuck? why is it melow like this. To blame fate.

Before returning home, I stopped for a while at Panatapan on the edge of Lake Toba. I want to relax for a moment. I ordered young coconut water at the tavern where I'm sitting now. Said Mother Midwife where I sipexi, drinking coconut water is very good for my fetus.

I sip the young coconut water greedily and ludes in one straw. It feels thirsty. I set my sights on the vast Lake Toba. The gentle breeze that hit my face, made my hot heart cool and comfortable.

"Honey, Mama's kids this afternoon we're going to Tuk-tuk island. To your grandfather's hometown. Grandpa is sick and you will soon be coming to the world. If we stay in Parapat city. Then no one will take care of your grandfather and also Mama, if you're born." I said with teary eyes. It feels like inside this chest is so painful. It turns out that so difficult people are tired, because they have to slam bones to be able to eat today.

I stroked my stomach which was already very big and heavy, plus I also had pain. Looks like I'm going to give birth.

"Darling, you guys don't have to be born now. We got to the island of Tuk-tuk yes, you were born. If you were born here. There will be so many brothers of your grandfather that we will bother, to come here. Have patience with my children." I still stroked my stomach and felt their movements. I tried to calm myself down, and enjoy the pain that was beginning to feel down.

If there is no change, according to the HPL (Accounted day of birth) then I will give birth in two days. I always pray that they are born according to the estimated day in the USG results. Although since this morning, I feel my stomach pain until now, but I can still hold it. It feels like pain during menstruation.

Our neighbors said, if the first child is usually if you want to be born usually long process, Mau up to two days feel the pain of the newborn baby. If we can still move, then the baby is still playing around, they do not want to go out. I don't know, I don't really understand I'm pregnant this time.

But there are also mothers who share their experiences. When we met at the Puskesmas during Speksi. He said his first child was born soon. Only 6 hours feel mules and pain and immediately born.

Imagining giving birth without anyone nearby accompanying me, makes me afraid and sad. "O Allah, ease my birth. And let me give birth in his village, Father. There's an aunt and daughter who'll take care of me." I'm a monologue, I quickly wiped away the tears that fell on my cheeks.

"I have to go home, it looks like my stomach is getting sick." I walked towards my parked motorbike. Riding it slowly.

Tears fell unapologetically from the corner of my eye. Lately I have been crying a lot while riding the bike. Thank goodness I can still focus. If I let my guard down and what accident?

I don't know, four months out of his life actually made my heart hurt and miss him even more. I thought that leaving her life would make my heart calm and happy. But, in fact I suffer. I miss his touch. Even though I know his touch is not based on love.

She doesn't love me, even I'm pregnant with her child. He was still thinking about his ex-wife. This heart still feels pain, when it remembers all its false speech. He said he loved me. But, He was blatantly worried and always thought about his ex-wife.

Since his meeting with a man at our wedding reception, my husband has changed a lot. He looks up and stays up more often. I know He thought about his ex-wife who he loved so much.

I was trying to stifle my emotions at the time. As long as He remains by my side there is no reason to argue with him. Until that morning came. He seems busy packing his clothes into his backpack.

He asked for permission to return first to Indonesia on the grounds of taking care of the newly opened company branch in the city of S. His ex-wife's town.

He can't lie, or intentionally I don't know. He said he wanted to go to the city S. Made me come to the conclusion that he was going to see his ex-wife.

After sending him away, I went straight into the room. I cry for my poor life. I have a husband, but I don't love you. That hurt so bad. Moreover, he often mentioned the name of the woman he loved unconsciously. It makes my pride as a wife nothing.

That day I followed him to Indonesia. At first I thought, He stopped by our house first, then left for S town. But, it turns out he didn't come home. He flew straight to the city S. Knowing that fact. My heart just hurts more and more but it doesn't bleed.

It turns out that woman is very important to him. I'm his wife who's pregnant with his child, he doesn't care about it at all. He hasn't called me all day. His attitude just makes me down.

I can't even control the pain I feel. I have to fight for my home. I must tell the woman that I love my husband very much and am bearing the fruit of our love.

Arriving at home, I immediately contacted the woman my husband loved. The woman's voice was very gentle, She also patiently served me on the phone. He even advised me not to get stuck because I'm pregnant.

At that moment my heart was also broken. There's no point in me hating that woman. I'd be misdirected, if I scolded her. And so, when he decided on my call. I did not dare to contact him either.

Then I called Mas Rival's cell phone number. But the phone is inactive. Finding him unreachable made me even more frustrated. He can't tell me and his phone's off.

His attitude today that does not remember me, makes my heart so sick. For hours I cried in my room. Pitying my own fate. My problem is trivial indeed. It's just about a husband who doesn't love us.

There are a lot of women out there like me. Unloved her husband, there is a husband who plays hands with his wife, likes to drink, gambling does not even support his wife. Surprisingly, his wife was still loyal to her husband.

But why do I feel I can no longer live with him? I don't want to be pitied like this. If Mas Rival so wanted to meet with the woman and would not invite me. What does that mean try? that means I have to get out of her life. I don't want to be combined.

Tok.dok...

My crying stopped, as my bedroom door was knocked on our ART.

the flasback

"Non, is there a guest in front?" bi Siti.

"I don't want to be bothered by Bi. I'm sick Bi. Ask what you need." I said from the room with high intonation, so that Bi Siti could hear my words.

"All right, no." Bi Siti.

I sat my body down and leaned against the headbord of the bed. Mopping up the tears that soaked my face with the wet wipes I reached from the nightstand near my bed. My body feels tired.

Tok.dok...

"Non, the guest doesn't want to go. He said he'd have to see Miss, just for a second." Said Bi Siti with fear. It clearly sounded from the way he spoke.

"Yes Bi, I'll be down soon." Reply lazily. I got out of bed and stood in front of the mirror. I looked at my pathetic appearance in the mirror reflection.

I went into the bathroom, washed my face. I don't want people to see me in a messed up look. I rubbed a little powder on my face and I put a thin lipstick on my lips.

Feeling that my appearance was already good, I went downstairs to meet the male guest that Bi Siti said. How surprised I was to find the man I wanted to meet long ago but never came before me, why did this Father meet me?