OUR HUSBAND IS TOGETHER
ONE BY ONE DISAPPEAR
“Don't be so bu!”
“You've been quiet there.”
Oh God.
“Starting next week Bu Chevani will be staying at our house dear. But you don't be sad because Mama is rarely at home.”
“Yaaaah tenapa?”
“Kan Mama want to work to buy your cars dear.”
“Ohiya atu yupaaa hihi.”
“So you really want Bu Chevani to stay here right?”
“Iya atu mauuu.”
“Ya already mama out first yes, you continue playing first okay.”
“Let's mom next tan?”
“Iya darling.”
Bugh!
Ms. Farah pulled my arm back and took me downstairs. No angry look, no blow let alone a punch and no form of insults. Everything is orderly, Miss Farah turned into a kind elf all of a sudden.
“You heard it yourself, right? Even my own son does not mind my presence which will be very rare in this house.”
“Just because you promised him something so the boy believed and didn't mind. If only he had known what really happened his soul would have been devastated.”
My heart is back, I don't know why a Chevani Agra can enter this world.
“Ahiya one more.” Connect the woman who suddenly held the back of my hand gently. “I'm sorry for all my mistakes. I don't know what punishment God will give me but the most important thing for me is to get sorry from you.”
“Before you apologize I have forgiven him.” My answer is warm and do not forget the confusion that still envelops the contents of my brain.
I remember everything that this woman did. Starting from insults to physical was still recorded clearly in my memory. But honestly in the depths of my heart, I never harbored hatred for Ms. Farah. Maybe all that was just upset because I also realized from them that I could live all this time.
But why is he like this? What else is a habit?
Ouch!
“Jaga Reno and Refa are fine and still let me visit them in this new house of yours, excuse me.”
“Wait!”
I pulled the arm of the woman who started to move away and left me who was still filled with question marks. How can I be united above the suffering of others? I don't want to, really! Because I know how to love and yet be betrayed.
“What else Che? Already yes I want to go home.” Ms. Farah just let go of my circular grip on her right wrist. “Ohiya I almost forgot. Be careful with Ratna.”
Srek srek.
Her footsteps sounded.
Whahuh?
Whatwasthat?
Careful with Ratna?
Ratna who? My pal?
What was?
“Bu Farah wait!”
Bremmmm.
Ms. Farah stopped her car and sped away.
I swear I'm getting confused about my own way of life. Why does everyone I meet keep their own secrets and make my head dizzy when I remember them. I felt like I was on the earth, not on foot. Too many puzzles that do not know until when can be answered and erase my curiosity.
...***...
Day passes demanding night to immediately settle its obligations to the earth. I folded one by one the clothes that were dry from noon but I just lifted up tonight. A little confused and exhausted because I did not find the sound of the baby crying or the seduction of his father from there. Where are they, huh? It can't be seven but it's sleeping.
My back hasn't felt pain since I held one job. If I used to work as a washerman or a bakery guard then at this time I only served as babu at the house of Mr. Reno. Thank goodness, but yes once my income was a little reduced.
Oh yeah, speaking of Mr Reno, what is he doing now? Did he know that his wife was calling me? If I think yes because of course Refa the mouth remes it will tell everything. I don't know what will happen tomorrow either. I hope my life will soon be normal.
That kid really doesn't sound? Where the hell? I miss it so much.
Should I just look at his house?
It seems like it should!
I took a step and left a few strands of clothes still splattered on the floor. My mind longed to hear the voice of the angry boy.
Tok to tok.
It was like knocking on the door of an unknown person. My palms are almost wet.
Tok to tok.
Silent.
“Eum to where ya?” My fiancee in my heart while sowing eyes in all directions.
I kept knocking on the door a few times but I didn't see anyone in this place. Until in the next second a middle-aged woman poked out from the house next door and approached me who was still gulped in the doorway.
“You want to find Demian yes nak?”
Huh huh? The demian?
Ouu became the owner of this house named Demian.
“Iya Ma'am. Where is the guy?”
“He visited his mother, he said one week anyway.”
“Wah where is his mother's house?”
“Lack of know nak.”
“Oh yes thank you very much Bu.”
I went back to the house and immediately laid my body on the bed. Where's Demian's mother's house? And it seems he does not have a wife. Yes, it could be that he has the same fate as me, the difference is that I am a widow and she is a widower. Poor, must be very tired and difficult for a man to take care of his own child. But hopefully he is among the men who are painstaking in taking care of the baby.
Then my nights will definitely feel lonely without the sound of the child crying. I was a little surprised because somehow I seemed to have a great desire to see and then hold a child who every day I heard his voice from behind the wall.
Imagining how the boy looked I remembered Pricilia. How are you doing, huh? Why hasn't I heard anything about him yet? I was sad and even hit hard. Either he is in the hands of the right person or even at this time he is hanging on the streets. I just don't want my sweet daughter to be in the wrong hands especially if she is made a child beggar or bait to attract people to sympathy. Every day I was worried, afraid that the child was sick and that no one was taking care of him. I miss Pricilia. May the Divine soon bring us together.
Sometimes I also remember my daughter's grandmother, Miss Lastri. Many questions are struggling in the head about the one gerandong. Actually I was also curious because he used to say that I am good but he does not like my mother. I really saw and heard him crying in the room that night but I have not seen the answer until now. It was once scammed by me to make sure of her condition because after all she was a woman who gave birth to a man I loved very much. But my intention is stuck considering that if I go there he will definitely be angry like last time.
I don't know! One by one my family disappeared.
...***...
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