OUR HUSBAND IS TOGETHER
LITTLE STORY
A miracle happened that night. I saw yellowish lights from the East. At first it was just an ordinary tinge of light, but over time it grew brighter and I could very clearly watch with my own eyes.
That yellowish bright light was a car light coming from the end of the road. I am happy and worried. What if the speeding car is filled with evil bandits who are ready to take me to their headquarters. Or maybe someone God entrusted to save me.
O Lord, I give my life to You.
Even if I die tonight, I beg you to save this innocent little princess in my arms.
The car stopped a moment before I saw a driver rubbing his eyes while looking at me. Then I found a pair of human legs clad in black pants coming out from inside. Body big. His steps were increasingly heard with his position approaching.
I fear.
So scared.
Why does the atmosphere feel so tense?
“Hei. What are you doing all those nights here?”
Srprp.
My blood is rushing. My eyes glared clearly that the figure of the man standing before me was not a rogue kidnapper. He's dressed like an office guy, probably just got home from work. I ventured to look at the owner of the voice, hopefully he can help me at this time.
“Sa- I don't know where this is.”
“You're stray?”
He switched positions to align his body with me who was still sitting weakly on the side of the road. There's no telling, I'm just nodding my head at the omen.
“Where is your house?”
“In the village Sukajadi sir.”
“Soved? It only takes 45 minutes from here.”
Whahuh?
So my house is actually close to here?
So why should I not know as if I have strayed to Africa. Hey I just remembered. Tonight my heart has just been broken by someone I love so much. I was frustrated and decided to leave our house immediately. I passed through the back door and along the path filled with bushes until unconsciously my steps got further and I found a rocky road that I was currently walking on. But I don't know where this is.
“You brought a baby?” The man returned to voice. “You want me to take you home?”
My head reflexively shook after hearing the word ‘home.’ No, I don't want to go home. My heart is still very sick and it takes time to heal. Let the people at home be overwhelmed looking for me, I don't care. Ah but it seems like no one will worry about my whereabouts having disappeared from home.
The man took me to a place I didn't know where I was going. Does he want to kidnap me and then kill me? My mind is struggling to know. I can't refuse his invitation because I can't possibly let my son get swept up in the night wind. Yes, although actually I also do not know whether we will be safe with this tie father or even something worse happened to us. I'll just follow.
The car darted far away leaving behind my tears that might not have dried in the place earlier. Late into the night, I could feel the wind on the ground enveloping and making the feathers of Rome stand up straight.
“Why can you stray?” I threw my face next to the steering wheel, the place where the source of the sound came from. But somehow with so much clarity I told every detail of the incident I experienced tonight. People say if we hold something in our heart one day it will come out with itself. Maybe this is the time. I spouted out all the burdens I bore with a man I had not known at all. Damn it. I shouldn't be leaking personal problems to just anyone.
He listened to the grievances and swearing that came out of my mouth that night. White liquid started to condense in my eye bags, it hurt like hell. Then he gave me a dinner of advice on what I am going through right now. A great deal. Until without feeling we have arrived at a light brown mini building.
“You stay here first.” Car stopped. The man I didn't even know his name immediately opened the door and carried a big bag that I had been carrying since the streets.
“This is my home. A small house I built specifically to calm myself down. Stay here until you want. I'm sure, a few days later all the burden of your mind will slowly disappear.” From his words I can clearly capture that this tiny building is a place he always uses when he is in a problem zone and needs calm. It looks very much from the design of the house and its construction.
In this place lies a green grass whose surface is overgrown by flowers of various types. Red, yellow, white, blue, purple, orange are all collections of flower colors that are currently in bloom.
Although small, this house is very nice and pleasing to the eye. On the left there is a small pond with small fish that run there and come here. As well as the disfigurement of water that spurts from a small hole located at the bottom of the pool. Perfect.
“I don't want to trouble you. Tomorrow I'll be looking for a place to stay.” I said as I patted Pricilia's buttocks which began to look wriggling. Perhaps our conversation had disturbed his deep sleep.
“This house key and-“ The talk stopped when he was reaching for a rectangular object from his pants pocket. “This is for your handle for the next week.”
Huh!
Am I not dreaming?
He gave me a lot of red sheets.
“Do not sir. I don't want to take care of my father. Tomorrow I will soon find work.” I threw the red stuff back into his hands. Being able to rest in this comfortable place was also more than enough for me.
Without thinking, the money I had returned was placed on the fold of Pricil's arm in my sling. I couldn't give him back because just after that he immediately went and darted with his car somewhere.
I shudder in horror.
Which angel did you command to incarnate into a man and help me at this time Rabb.
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“Eh.“ I came to my senses from a flash of memory a few months ago when splashes of water coming out of the lip of the wastafle faucet seeped in soaking my clothes. Geez, it turns out I haven't budged and still a henchman standing here.
A man named Reno who I thought was an angelic incarnation brought me to live and work here after seven days I settled in his tiny house. To be honest, I had thought that he had never had a single wife. But after he brought me to this big house, then at that time I also knew that he had been living on one roof with the attached grandmother and her fat son.
It doesn't feel like 90 days have I devoted myself to the owner of this magnificent building. And during that time also I often feel the gift of long repetitions and broom handles that are always bottled all over my body. Who else did it if not the vicious gangster.
Actually, Mr. Reno often advises his wife not to always treat me like an animal. But the more her husband said that, the crazier the reaction he gave. Even at times she accused me of playing pervert with her husband. He was very burned and thought that Mr. Reno's defense of me was solely because he was inciting love for his servant. Impossible! Where there may be an employer who loves his own jongos. Farah's mom should be sensitive to that.
Ah already. I don't need to think about all the forms of KDRT in this house. After all, even though I was always made squishy by that ferocious female I am also still alive until this moment. Because it is from them that I get a source of income that I can use for survival. I am sure that the Creator has prepared the best for me as well as Pricil.
“Chevani.” A big male voice surprised me from behind.
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