Safaries

Safara 12

"After mom died tragically, papa cheated and his property ran out, lalau papa caught up with mama, mbak marriage that mama-in-law did not want, marriage that must end in divorce." My eyes glare, the shadow of the past twists again.

" What sins have you committed that the world feels cruel to you?"

Nadia could only remain silent without knowing how to respond to my curses.

" Patience is mbak..."

***

Today I got a turn in the morning to replace my friend who suddenly had an accident.

By riding a matic motorcycle, I was traveling at medium speed. I'm afraid if I'm not careful, I'll have an accident.

From the rearview mirror, I saw a car that I had felt was following.

Who her? I tried to increase the rate of my motor matic, the driver of the car also increased the speed of the vehicle. Not wanting anything bad to happen, I stopped the bike in the crowd. The black car drove, honking. Because of the darkened windshield, I couldn't guess who the driver was.

After feeling safe, I returned to my bike. I think I'm gonna be late for the hospital.

I parked the motor, I put on the mask immediately. Just in case someone knows me.

But my eyes were wide open when a man stood before me. Since when?

" Sister Ara..." He extended his hand.

" you.." My lips felt frozen to say his name.

" How are you?" Ask again. That hand I let float in the air.

" Can we talk?"

" A. I can't. Excuse me." I took big footsteps to not talk to him.

I turned back to the figure of the man who stood glued.

Inside, I sat down for a moment before starting the task.

" Why Sus Ara?" Ask Doctor Faira.

" No papa doc." Answer lies.

" I think I've seen a ghost." Doctor Faira laughed a little.

I also laughed.

It's funny to see the man who was my husband, but now I'm scared to see him.

" I'm sorry.mas.I'm afraid to fall in love with you again. Our relationship was over six months ago."

Meeting Virhan made my days unpleasant.

I returned to his face, his gaze...

But seeing Fatimah's happy smile, made me unable to do anything about it. Fatimah's triumphal smile, clearly engraved yesterday.

***

The job is done, it feels tired. I'm coming home soon, my eyes are heavy.

However, there was something surprising, Virhan was still waiting for me in a parking lot.

" Mad Virhan? Still here?" I just feel weird.

" If you have time, I want to talk to you."

" I'm sorry, I'm tired!" Soon I turn on my bike.

" the safe!" Call him, but I don't care. You're just part of my past.

To avoid Virhan mas, I run my bike fast.

Arriving at the cafe, I immediately put the motor inside.

Nadia looked up to see my action today.

" Why hurry, ma'am? I'll see a ghost again." Nadia teases.

" Please ma'am yeah. If there's a Virhan mas come here, just tell me I haven't come home." I hurriedly entered the room.

" But why mbak?"

I don't care about Nadia,

Saving my life is more important.

***

Today I followed Safarah. Sure enough, now she is a nurse in a hospital that we came with Fatimah yesterday. My feeling is right, Sister Ara is Safarah.

I followed him, but he seemed to know. And I was waiting in the parking lot.

His face paled like he was seeing a ghost, "was I creepy for him?"

I don't know...

I just wanted to chat with him, but he was like closing off access for me to re-establish friendship.

Not desperate, I waited for him all day in the parking lot. When I found out he was coming home, I went back to see him. Again, he refused to talk to me.

" Safarah...have you found my replacement yet?"

If true, then Safarah managed to forget me.

I chased Safarah to the cafe, but I met Nadia instead.

I know Nadia is lying. He was very nervous when he said that Safarah had not come home. There are Safarah shoes in front. They forgot to hide the shoes.

I smiled disappointedly, Safarah was always good at lying.

I'm still waiting in front of this cafe... There is no hope that Safarah will meet me.

Six months of longing.

If you knew Safarah, every prayer I say is always on your behalf. Even though I did not ask for prayers in the name of Fatimah. Tanoa asked for the Fatimah pin to always live happily.

***

I chose to go home, Fatimah greeted me with a sincere smile.

" Have you eaten a mas?"

The thing he never forgot was always asking for food. His little attention was unable to make my heart melt.

I hugged Fatimah, Fatimah returned my arms tightly.

I noticed Fatimah's stomach was still flat. If I embrace this Safarah, of course I will stroke her stomach.

" Well... Can I ask you something?"

" Just ask."

" I want to take a walk."

" Where?"

" To. Safarah house."

" huh? Why go to Safarah's house?"

" I want to connect the broken cord."

" What if Safarah doesn't want to see you?"

" Safarah will not be like that. Safarah's heart is very soft, mas. Yuk.." - Yuk..."

Want to not finally... I followed Fatimah's request. Cravings are strange.

Fatimah is beautiful. Mom was amazed to see us leaving.

" Where is Fat going?"

" Want to go to Safarah's house?" Mom's eyes almost jumped out of place.

" Why what?" Ask mom curious.

" I miss the same as Safarah."

Mama looked at me meaningfully, as if asking for an explanation from me.

I can only lift both my shoulders.

We walked, my feelings mixed.

Like someone in love.

We have arrived, the cafe is crowded, from a distance I immediately found Safarah who was busy serving.

Without waiting for my approval, Fatimah went straight down.

I observed from inside the car, Safarah so graciously welcomed the arrival of Fatimah. They even embraced like friends who had not met for a long time.

I chose to go downstairs, choosing a seat a little away from them..

All I hear is they giggle.

" Dad..." Fatimah waved at me.

I approached with a doubtful feeling.

" O Allah, I can finally see the face of Safarah up close."

I sat down next to Fatimah, Safarah came in for a while and pulled out a glass of my favorite avocado juice.

" A drink of mas!" Safarah smile.

It was so different from the face I found this morning and this afternoon.

" Sir.I want to love suprise.." said Fatimah enthusiastically.

" Suprise? What'sthat?"

I looked at Safarah deeply.

" Sir.I'm pregnant."

" Well, congratulations Fatimah..." Safarah sincerely embraced Fatimah.

It's always so safe... Hugged someone sincerely even though I knew someone was hurt.