Not the Bride of Choice

Aaron's Coming

The days I spent felt so heavy. My body feels powerless, even for the kitchen I am lazy.

The incredible boredom made me even more upset.

"Yeah of GOD, how did you feel when you were holding me? " i am in my heart.

I saw from the window of the air room that started to clear after the rain this afternoon.

The clock has shown at 15.25wib. Ali still hasn't come home.

My stomach suddenly felt hungry.

Suddenly I was eager to eat fried food sold by Darmi mbok on the edge of the ball field which is not far from the stall where I often shop right at the end of the road.

I tried to call Mas Ali to take him there.

But Mas Ali replied he couldn't and persuaded me to buy it tomorrow. A little upset I hung up the phone with him.

"If so I ask Yuli for help" I said in my heart.

I'll call yuli right away.

Yuli also cannot.

He and his mummy are in town buying supplies for a July wedding next month.

I'm getting pissed!!

I walked slowly down the stairs and walked alone to the fried stall mbok Darmi.

Arriving in the cave, I bought some fried foods that I really want to eat and then returned home because the day had begun in the afternoon.

While walking slowly I took the fried food earlier and enjoyed it while still walking.

Suddenly from behind the sound of a motor horn surprised me.

I reflexively jumped to the side of the road which was just a dirt path and slippery because it was hit by rain this afternoon.

I fell into a puddle of water on a broken road.

It hurts.!!

I stood withstanding the excruciating pain in my waist.

Slowly I dragged my scuffed and bleeding feet.

I'm sweating cold.

My lower stomach hurt and it hurt more and more.

I kept walking and sat by the stairs.

I saw so much fresh blood flowing.

I'm panicking.

I'll call Mas Ali right away.

"Mas... Sakiittt. "cried me.

I woke up with a heavy head.

My body feels all crumpled.

I saw Mom and Ayesha sitting next to me.

"I why buk? " just asked Mom when I realized I was lying in the hospital.

"Where is Mas Ali buk? " many more.

Mom calmed me.

"Don't move much first. You haven't recovered, Ali's out with Dad again. It will come soon" replied the mother.

I nodded in understanding, then closed my eyes which felt very heavy.

I felt Mas Ali gently rubbing my head when I woke up from my sleep.

"Mas." I said to him.

He returned my words with a smile and kissed my forehead.

"Our son? " ask me with an anxious tone.

Mas Ali shook his head and kissed my forehead.

Longtime.

I heard him sobbing withholding a cry.

I was crying so much.

I hugged Mas Ali hard and cried in his arms.

From afar I saw my mother crying in the arms of Ayesha and Dad.

"forgive me Mas. "I said in sobs.

He just kept quiet and kept hugging me.

I feel completely broken and sinful. I was too selfish.

If I had obeyed Mas Ali's orders, this wouldn't have happened.

"I'm sorry Mama Naaakk." I shouted in Mas Ali's deposition.

"Mama's really sorry son" I said again.

"I'm sorry.. I'm sorry" while continuing to cry.

Dad came patting Mas Ali on the shoulder and asked him to be patient and sincere.

" The Smua that happens is the Destiny of the LORD. Inshaa ALLAH your son will be a little angel who will pick you up at the door of heaven later" Father again advised us.

"Aamiin" we answered simultaneously.