Safaries

Episode 22

" Be careful, ma'am."

" Yes.you're fine here huh. Never be afraid to confide in your mother, God willing, you are not the in-laws in the soap opera." Message from the Word.

Mama and papa who hear the words of his silly son can only shake their heads.

I waved my hand as a sign of farewell to my husband.

I'll get through it all.

Am I not a strong woman?

The night had come, only a quiet one accompanied. Mas Firman just finished calling, throughout our conversation, he always said miss.

How not to miss, we are newlyweds...

***

After almost a month in the mas Firman, today I decided to clean up for a moment in the cafe. Because it was not occupied, I finally decided to rent it out. I think it's better. If you want to sell, it is obviously impossible. It was the only treasure I had.

The legacy of the deceased papa that can be saved.

The cafe will be useful later if something happens to my household.

Riding on my favorite iron horse, I race at the speed of heading to the cafe.

Before arriving, I decided to stop for a while to buy a drink and a snack, but I had to hide, because there were Virhan and Fatimah mas. Looks like Virhan mas is accompanying Fatimah on monthly shopping. It looks like Virhan's carrying Afifah.

" Duh...what should I do?" My position is very difficult.

I'm sneaking around, hiding behind the shelves.

I don't want to meet them.

I held my chest that was pounding. Slightly breathing was relieved because Fatimah was already standing at the cashier. While Virhan mas must have come out with Afifah.

" Hooft!" I let out a breath. A little sweat came out.

" It's like seeing a ghost." Mumbles.

" the safe!"

The voice.why is it behind me? Since when?

" Why hide here?"

Want to not want me to turn towards the source of the sound.

" Mad.. Virhans.."

Virhan reached out his hand,

" how is Safarah? Healthy?" Ask Virhan again.

" Healthy, mom." Answer's short.

" ammy..." Virhan called Fatimah.

Fatimah turned her head because of Virhan's call, Fatimah looked surprised to see I was here too.

He came up to me, hugged me tightly, "it's been a long time? How come I didn't see it?"

" If I hadn't seen, Safarah would have avoided it, umi." Sindir mas Virhan's.

I heard Virhan's words.

" Sir, we eat first... Let Virhan buy." Fatimah winked at her husband.

" Ready!" Sahut mas Virhan's. Smile expands.

I'm not wabbing at all.

Because I had a bike, so we picked a place that was close.

We chose a lesehan stall with a padang rice menu.

Afifah is carried by Fatimah, the baby seems to be sleeping.

" Sir, where are you going today?"

" I.mau to the cafe. Plan to clean up, but want to buy snacks and drink first. Uh, even meeting you here."

" Why yourself? Once upon a time the Word let you clean your own cafe. Fuck up!"

The atmosphere immediately became cold. I looked at Virhan with a flat look.

Why should I think bad? Why not ask first.

Gets a look from me, Virhan mas so misbehaved. He knows that I don't like the words that just came out of his mouth.

" You can't think negatively. S. You should ask about the Word, not even cornered."

Fatimah looked at Virhan.

" Yes.sorry.I was wrong." Said Virhan while throwing away his gaze.

***

If I don't have a cafe? Where am I going to take shelter? Married eight years to Virhan mas, does not make me have a gono gini treasure. When I entered Virhan's house, I had nothing, and when I came out, I didn't want to bring anything. I don't want Mama Virhan to dislike me more. Even so, he still doesn't like me.

I don't know, there's a grudge what mama mas Virhan has against me.

I began to clean up one by one, slowly but surely. Not forgetting afterwards, I pasted a piece of paper that said RENT.

When I finished I decided to go home.

" Hm.hopefully someone is interested in renting." Mumbles.

***

It's been almost two months of my marriage with mas Firman.

The longing in the chest began to rage.

I get jealous often, often angry unclear.

Sometimes I feel weird about myself.

When did I become a jealous person?

My phone rang, the name of Mas Firman on the screen, and,

( Hello. assalamu'alaikum dear.).

The Word greeted me from across. The routine thing we do is make a video call.

(Kamal, mas.)

Answer me while I brush my forehead.

(You sick, who? How's her face pale?)

(No, my mom. Just get dizzy often. I think it's in the wind)

(Have you taken medication? Or taking medication?)

(No need to mas, later also healed itself. It's already night. Have you eaten, mas?)

( Already. I want to know ahem ahem.)

(Mas.pretty speaking like that. Heard by people later.)

(Let it be, which. Her name is also a newlywed.)

Not how long heard the cheers of Virhan's friends.

" Huuuu commute....."

They were cheering the Word to go home.

(I tried to take a week off, but I couldn't. Waiting for three months can take leave. Though mas already felt in ubun-ubun.)

(Patience is. There will be rainbows after the rain. Didn't they?)

(Yes.you take care of your health. Don't forget the shredding, though,. The wind later.)

(Yes, you too, sir. Bye mas.good nights)

(Bye dear.).

Our phone calls are closed..

I choose to polish my body using eucalyptus oil before going to bed. The air conditioner I turned off on purpose.

Not because of frugal, for some reason since a few days my body feels bad.

I chose to sleep fast. Hope you can wake up tomorrow with a fit and healthy body.

***

The morning said hello, I decided to help mama water the plants, "ma..if can I want to plant flowers here please?"

" Of course, Ara. Why you need to ask permission. This is your home now. Jafi you're free."

Duh.. Which daughter-in-law is not flattered to hear the words of mama.

" The plan is Ara wants to find busyness. Ara bored, ma. Can't work by mae Firman." My complaint.

" Mom understands, baby. Mama used to rebel against papa for being forced to stop working." My mother smiled knowing her past.

" That means the Word looks like papa, ma."

" Yes, they are very, very similar. From face to favorite food, fashion style, all the same, Ara." Obviously mama-in-law.

I smiled looking at my mom. When compared to mama maa Virhan is clearly much different. If likened maybe they are both like heaven and earth. Like a witch and a fairy godmother.

I chuckled myself imagining it.

" Ara..why laugh at yourself?

Duh. peranggok mama-in-law is smiling herself. What do you do, then,?"