Not the Story of Siti Nurbaya

The Light of Hope (Part 2)

Zikra was sitting limp at the dinner table, scooping his face rough. Raising his face that had been bowed. His pair of eyes immediately stared at the bathroom door near the kitchen, which happened to be straight from his seat.

I don't know why she felt like she had to search once more inside that bathroom. He had already checked it before. But her curiosity led her to search again. It was as if there was a gap that was missed from his reach.

After a while of searching, the nether found a small, white, elongated bone-shaped foreign body. It was just lying on the dry bathroom floor, under the protruding back of the sitting toilet. Without waiting for long Zikra immediately picked it up.

"What's this?" Zikra frowned seeing that there were two red lines on the center of the object that were no more than ten centimeters long. "strange. How come there's something like this?" he laughed at the shape of the thing in his hand.

Almost Zikra threw the object into the trash, if not remembered Mama Dio's words earlier. The woman had explained how the pregnancy test tool that she had once given to Syifa.

If line one appears negative, but if line two the result is positive. That means Teteh's pregnant.

Zikra cried at once. He wept over the passing of his wife and future unborn child into the world.

Suddenly Zikra gasped from his daydream as a piece of paper just slid from his grasp. The paper was tucked between papers reporting on Syifa's DNA tests after undergoing an autopsy. He picked it up from the floor. On the paper was imprinted a picture of a girl with a caption,

SEARCH FOR MISSING PERSONS

HANI HANDAYANI'S

UNIVERSITY OF XX STUDENTS

LIVING IN PERUM PERMATA, BEKASI

AGE: 20 YEARS

HEIGHT: 168CM

COLOR WHITE LEATHER

MISSING SINCE NOVEMBER 12, 2019

CONTACTABLE NUMBER 0821XXXXXX-0815XXXXX

One month ago

Zikra was on her way back to the office with Derry. Then the car Derry was driving stopped at a crossroads when the traffic lights hanging over the highway were red. While waiting for the green light Zikra accidentally saw a woman his age from the window of his closed car.

The woman seemed to rush up to the pedestrians she met and handed out the paper in her hands. From a distance Zikra saw the sad face of the woman. It was as if something was brewing in his heart. A hopeful smile is often forced to be singled out in front of people who are willing to take a paper from him while saying something. But the look of disappointment is clear when there are people who reject it.

Zikra had no idea what kind of paper the woman was sharing. What is clear is not a motorcycle or car sales brochure that is often shared by roadside salesmen. Because the appearance of the woman does not look like salesmen who always offer brochures on the side of the road.

It turns out that woman was pretty clever. He did not waste his golden opportunity. When many vehicles were staying at red lights deftly he handed out the paper one by one to the motorcyclists. He also did not hesitate to tap on the car window glass to distribute the same paper.

Geck! Geck! Geck!

The window of Zikra's car was knocked from the outside by the woman.

Zikra accepted it hesitatingly. The woman smiled brightly. Yet his eyes emitted a deep glare of uneasiness.

"Our daughter hasn't been home for a month. Please call us at the number here when you meet our daughter." she said softly, from her tone of voice sounded hopeful. "we will be very grateful if you are willing to help us."

The light has turned green. Slowly Zikra's car moved away from the woman. Without turning his head Zikra watched the woman's movements from the rearview mirror of the car. Apparently the woman was still handing out the paper in her seemingly endless hands while saying a hopeful sentence. He really hopes that his favorite girl will return to his arms soon.

Zikra was surprised to see the date the girl was declared missing. Because that time coincided with the car accident Syifa experienced occurred. Suddenly there was doubt about his wife's death. The identity of the victim is clearly Syifa. Still raises a question in the mind of Zikra. The first pregnancy test was invented by Syifa. Now a brochure about a missing person who turned out to be a student from the same university as Syifa. In addition, he has a physical age and characteristics similar to his wife. Rounding out his determination to demolish the tomb and autopsy of the body that had been suspected Syifa.

Drrzz...

Zikra's phone vibrated on her bedside nightstand. He deliberately activated silent mode on his phone so as not to be disturbed by the incoming notification sounds. Derry called.

"Hello, Der.... What's wrong?" asked Zikra while putting all the paper she held on the mattress.

"...."

"good. Keep track of their movements. Don't let them get away with it easy." he said coldly. Then terminate his phone call. Put the phone back where it was.

Zikra got out of her bed. Switch to the dresser drawer which is not far from the bed. Opening it slowly there was barely any sound of friction going on. There was a city made of dark blue velvet material. Its length is about fifteen centimetres.

Before opening the box, he sat down on the side of his bed. The box was opened at the end. His lips curved downwards forming a smile line. His eyes were wet staring at the contents in the box. An inanimate object but can therefore predict there is a animate object residing in the stomach of a woman. Yes, it is a pregnancy test that Syifa has used.

"Honey.keep it in your mama's belly. Be a strong fetus so that when Papa finds your Mama you grow up healthy. Be patient, soon Papa will find your mother also you. After that we will live together to be the happiest family in the world." Zikra said softly to the test pack. It was as if talking to a fetus sitting in the womb of Syifa.

Zikra wiped away her tears that slid freely in the corner of her eyes. After that kiss the test pack was soft. Put it next to a pillow that he will use to sleep later.

Now Zikra turned to the portrait of Syifa and herself that was always on the nightstand. Stroking the glass surface on the portrait is soft.

"Darling.do you know that I've missed you so much. My miss is very big and heavy on you. It may be larger than Mount Uhud. And heavier than anything." he said softly. His baritone voice rang out trembling withstanding the cries about to break. But he held her back so as not to be impressed.

"Darling... Have you missed me all this time? I hope your miss is as big and heavy as I have. I miss seeing your face, your smile, your laughter, your anger, and the smell of your body. I always wish you were there well with our future son. I promise I'll find you and protect you from anything."

Her tears were dripping right over Syifa's portrait.

"Darling... I love you so much..." Zikra kissed Syifa's portrait gently. And hugged him tightly.

Seriate...

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