Sharing Love: My Preferred Husband

Rapture

Anjani who woke up at 3 am brought Adwi's phone to Laila's room. It awakens Laila who is now deep diving on her folding mattress.

"Well, this can't be said?" Said Anjani in a soft tone.

"Huh? What does it mean Mah?"

Laila's consciousness was still not recovered, even when she saw her mobile vision was not yet clearly visible.

"Deleted, can you?"

Laila asked for a minute, then she checked the contents of her father's phone.

"This is a message from who is Mah?"

"Your ex-father, he owed me a debt."

Then Laila deleted the message, and Anjani was still glued there looking at her phone screen. Feeling that the business was over, Laila immediately lay down to continue her senses dream.

But he was not that upset, before sailing to the island of dreams, in his heart he wondered.

Who is the ex-father? What did you borrow that money from? Why borrow from his ex? And what have they talked about before?

Previous messages that have been deleted indicate that there is a conversation that has occurred. Obviously not Anjani the culprit, because Anjani alone does not know how to delete the message.

Laila had just asked the grunts that were on her mind. From Anjani he was informed that Adwi borrowed money to pay a debt to Grandpa.

"What's his name Mah?"

"Laras, his relative Teh Wiwit who likes to credit clothes."

Laila doesn't know which one. Anjani says her house is near the madrasa block, but Laila remains clueless because she rarely leaves the house.

Capitalizing on the name, Laila tried to find out who her former father was. Through Facebook social media accounts, Laila finally found a suitable account.

How shocked Laila was, when she saw the family photos on the account homepage. The oldest woman who has been confirmed is his ex Adwi, she is the mother of his friend as a child.

"Your ex-father why the hell, whining mulu he said not bales, not bales, continue now sending videos not clear."

Day after day Anjani keeps finding messages from the same person. Anjani did not criticize him but Laras still sent some kind of pearl words that he might refer to Adwi.

Because maybe the woman can not be silent if not reciprocated, Anjani also replied to her and pretended that the one who replied to the message was Adwi.

For days he was engrossed with hp while Adwi who always went home in the morning rarely played hp. Until finally Anjani was surprised by something he thought had crossed the line.

"A, that's former Aa what does that mean? Send sms mulu, now send a picture of him using a towel doang again." Anjani complained of Laras' behavior to her husband.

"Where do I know, people every day are just like you. You're the one who texted him."

"No, every time he texts first."

"Well, if you don't bales mah where maybe he sms mulu, then it's you who bales his sms."

"He was the one who texted first."

'Sms, sms, that's Mah chat.. Sir.' muttered Laila without intervening.

Shortly after that ...

"Yes, the same way your wife will sulk again."

Ahead of the morning back Anjani who just woke up immediately check the phone. He found a message from Laras. Even though he had not exchanged messages with Laras for a few days, but why now there is such a message?

"What can you talk about until she says she's afraid of me?" Anjani interrogates Adwi around 5am.

"What's? Curious doang he mah." Answer Adwi.

"Keep into people's husbands, is it good? Just look out I came to his house, I aduin to her husband if she sent a photo here not wearing clothes!" Anjani was very angry.

"Datengin if you are not ashamed. Look out, don't be rash, shy one village later how?!"

"Yes, he's the one who's going to be embarrassed. Why did he send nude photos here? You're a fat-toothed mom!"

Laila did not escape suspicion, clearly Adwi like defending his ex. Laila could have tapped into the conversation on Adwi's phone, but it didn't really matter to her.

Because the edges of Anjani are always to blame, Anjani asks Adwi not to care about anything that Laras sends to the number. Likewise, on the contrary, Anjani will not reply again to strange messages that will come from Laras.

A few months passed and Anjani felt something strange in her stomach. He feared his illness would recur, but he had no money to check it out.

Gradually he felt something extraordinary, like there was a living creature in his stomach. When asked to posyandu, she was pregnant. The mother of 4 children had indeed been distended for a long time so she did not realize that there was a baby in her stomach.

The harvest season has arrived, now Anjani has no definite source of tree material. He had no paddy fields and the pawn deal was over, what he was doing now was being a laborer in his father-in-law's paddy field.

I don't know how, if according to the midwife posyandu currently the age of the womb is about 7 months. Anjani never checked his contents to the doctor, he was never given money by Adwi to check the contents.

In the age of the womb that is already great Anjani went to the rice field alone. He worked on his own in-laws to be able to meet the needs of the family.

It never occurred to Anjani that he would become a laborer like this. The result of the rice field in-laws he could get 2 sacks of rice a day.

"Teh, where's the Aa? The next pregnant woman is allowed to work alone." A father stands in the field.

"No sir, no more work." Anjani who was slamming the rice stalks turned his head.

Sweat is seen pouring out, the stomach is big and he is in the hot sun as well. The father pityed, then he went down to help Anjani finish his work.

Anjani felt bad, that father must have been busy with his business. But the father remained determined to help Anjani. Until finally the rice was completed and the father also helped transport the sack of rice on his motorbike. He took her to Anjani's house.

I am thankful that there are good people who care about him. Anjani also returned home on a motorbike. Whereas yesterday Anjani himself raised the sack of rice to the house on foot.

Yesterday also Laila scolded Anjani, why Anjani who was pregnant was willing to lift rice with a very long distance. Saran Laila just leave the rice in the rice field and later tell Adwi to take it with a motor.

But Anjani does it anyway and makes Laila tired of advising him. Adwi always comes home at 5, pity if that afternoon he must be told to go to the rice field to take rice. Even with the bike, but surely he was also tired because he had just come home.

Various heavy things continued Anjani do. Starting from washing the clothes of a mountain family, drying rice, winnowing, and so on.

Laila was busy looking after her smallest sister, she could not help the heavy work let alone drying and forging rice. His skin is sensitive, especially if under the hot sun, if forced he can itch unbearably.