She's Not My Husband Seasons 1&2

Eps 196 Feeling Lost

The early morning air felt cold through his skin, trying to get up from sleep because the routine had begun with the ringing of the alarm from his bedtime.

Mayang rubbed his eyes that did not feel itchy, covered his mouth with palms because drowsiness still afflicted him. Seen from a few times he evaporated. Seeking oxygen to fill the space in his head.

Wash his face with ablution water and sounding dawn azan from his room, he immediately performed the two raka'at prayer then taught some sheets of the holy dooms that he always carried.

It sounded melodious when chanting the holy verses that are in the holy place. Sounds very peaceful and comfortable to the ear for those who listen to it.

Mayang rushed to take a bath, he was used to bathing after dawn prayers, although at the beginning it felt cold in his body.

Go to the kitchen and look Bik Ijah again cool in the kitchen making breakfast for Madam and young Master.

"There are things I can help Bik," Mayang told the middle-aged woman.

Eeh...

"Non, are you awake?" the woman was a little surprised by his presence suddenly.

"Udah Bik's..."Answer the short Mayang.

With the help of Mayang Bik Ijah job so quickly resolved. Bik Ijah noticed Mayang's face that looked dreamy.

"What's the Non? " Task Buk Ijah curiously.

"I miss Bik's village" Mayang said in a soft voice and looked sad from his voice that sounded heavy.

"Request Nyonyah's permission, Non. Tell me that it has been almost eight months not met, Nyonyah the person understanding kok Non," said Bik Ijah gave his support.

Mayang felt sad because yesterday he was sick and spent time in the hospital. If asked to go home it feels like his heart is not given permission from his employer.

"Just try to talk to Nyonyah, say you know as we imagine. You can go home for a few days with his generosity, " said Bik Ijah.

During Mayang home, his work turned to Bik Ijah because Bik Ijah sincerely wanted to help him. Bik Ijah was like a parent to him.

"It is important to maintain health so that you can meet with both parents and siblings in the village, his heart said.

***

One Week Later...

Dusk on the western horizon, dabbing orange-red color in the sky. Already all day not see the young girl who always prepares a bath for herself.

Prepare everything you need for yourself throughout the day. Something was missing from her, the young girl's face was dancing - she thought.

A cheerful face like no burden was always pinned on his face. It was as if this world had given him happiness in his life.

"Where are you Mayang..."Inner Galang seemed empty without seeing the girl's sweet smile.

His mother did not say where the young girl went, Galang believes her parents had hidden something from her.

"What the hell is going on? it seems like everyone is covering it up from me" Galang said.

***

The cool morning air is felt when inhaled through the nose, the chirping of birds is heard when the sun begins to show its light.

Weathed straw and bamboo walls, but there was great love and affection in the house.

The house that Mayang always misses, spent his childhood here. There are sweet memories stored behind the bamboo room.

Mayang walked from the intersection because indeed no one passed so early. It takes quite a long time to reach the courtyard, because of the remote location of the village.

Very far from the city, even the transfortation that reached his fate could be counted by the fingers. On average, the population here is a farmer or oddball worker both in the garden and who became a pelvis like his father in every market day. The market is 10 km from its place.

The Mayang family entered into a family that is not capable, but determined and persistent to be able to change the fate. Both parents always provide motivation that school is important and mandatory.

No matter what their lives are in order to continue to study in school with all their limitations.

"My mother's father came home..." His screams when he was in front of his yard.

Seen the bamboo door was open, he saw the figure of the face of the woman he missed so much.

"Mbooks..."Jerit Mayang while tightly hugging the body of the woman who gave birth to this world.

A longing enveloped the two of them, a noise rang out from outside the house. Mayang's sister who duepun out of the house to find out her parents are meeting who this early.

"Mbaak.." a shout was heard from his two younger siblings who embraced Mayang's body.

The taste of haru and happiness mixed into one this morning.

"Which father?" Ask Mayang on the symb.

"You forgot Ndok...What day is it? " Reply his mother Mayang reminded him back.

Every two days of the week, namely Tuesday and Friday his father went very early, after dawn prayers to become pelvic workers in the market. In addition to those two days the father helps in the fields or fields of people.

Mayang family does not have a plot of land except the land where the bamboo hut stands as their residence.