That Storm Must've Passed

That Storm Must've Passed
Behind the story



Two days passed without any news from Hendi making me a bit uneasy. But I was embarrassed to start chatting with him.


Although curious, I tried to refrain from starting the conversation. Who knows, he's busy.


I will not embarrass myself. Let 'em, I'll wait for him to call me again.


Coincidentally today I was also preoccupied with the preparation of the assessment at my school. Moreover, I act as a proctor and of course my concentration cannot be disturbed by things that will interfere with the smooth implementation of ANBK in my school.


For almost a week or so I will be preoccupied with this activity, I can almost forget the name 'Handi' from my mind.


But it turned out that unexpectedly, suddenly on the fourth day, Handi began to send again his chat.


"Assalaamu'alaikum's chat..Dina."


Curiously, just reading it makes my heart beat fast.


How's this...??? I don't want to lie to my little heart that I'm starting to miss the greeting. But I don't want to rush back. I'll reply to her later after the completion of today's activities.


It's nothing, I just want to get my heart in order first before putting my conversation together with her again.


I feel like my days have started to change since I came into contact with Hendi.


"It seems so busy, right?" chat Hendi followed the first chat that I still ignored.


I haven't opened it yet, but I can see it plastered on the front screen of my phone.


Wait..patience..later yaa.


Without feeling today's activity is complete and I can't wait to reply to Hendi's chat immediately.


"Sorry I just opened my phone. Today there is an ANBK activity since Monday. How are you?"


A few seconds later ..


"Alhamdulillaah..I also happened to have another coordination meeting with my subordinates from Monday. How are you doing, Din??" reply Hendi.


"Alhamdulillaah is good news."I replied.


My gaze can not be separated from the phone screen, can not wait for a reply.


"I miss, Ma.." Bari's a sentence that surprised me. Ma??


I'm so fixated on not knowing what to answer.


"Sorry..Can I call you 'Ma'?"


"Ah .. yes..there are you.." answered me origin.


"Ma. you know not..."


"Hmm??"


"It's been almost two years that my wife and I have been out of harmony..."


"Why? Sorry if I could know..."


"Some time ago I caught my wife cheating on her with her ex-boyfriend." - a response that surprised me.


"Couldn't you? Is that really mas? Where's?"


"At the hotel..."


"How's the story? Has it been a while?"


"Yes tolerable. They often have each other. I'm sure because my wife's wa I've tapped. So I know very well how they cheat."


Pasquad...


"Mas loves Mas's wife very much?" tanyaku carefully.


"Yes.of course. She's also the mother of my children."


"Sorry..."


"I'm so disappointed and I almost killed his girlfriend if my subordinates didn't stop me."


"Thankfullah I didn't do it" I replied not knowing what else to say.


"That's why our relationship is so bland now."


"Still but they've started to be careful. Even I've been tailing my wife's car when I get out."


"After being discovered, did Mas's wife ever apologize?" my many.


"Yes, he said he was sorry and would never repeat. But I still don't believe."


"I'm sorry about the relationship in bed now?" red felt my cheek when I asked that.


"Since that incident my wife has been more aggressive than I have been."


"Mmmm....It's probably true that Mas's wife regretted it.."


"But I can't trust him one hundred percent yet."


"Did you not forgive your wife?"


"I can't forget that."


"But I've forgiven him?"


"I never told him I forgave him."


"But you can take Mas's wife again."


"Yes.that's because there are my children. If it wasn't for them, I would've divorced him."


"Mas is luckier than I am." I underlined the story.


"Why?"


"Despite this, the household is still better. There's still a better reason to keep him."


"But my heart is disappointed, Ma."


"even if it. I'm more miserable."


"Why could that be? Come on Ma. Tell me "press Hendi.


For a moment I was silent. Should I tell her my problem?


"Maybe not now, Mommy.."


"Alright if you're hard to tell..."


"I'm not ready yet. How will you judge me after I tell you all my stories."


"Well, I'm getting curious about Ma..."


"Wait until I'm ready, huh?"


"Well Ma .. I want to go home first...will continue again huh? Assalaamu'alaikum.."


Hendi ended with a friendly word.


"Wa'alaikumussalaam..."


After our conversation, I think about Hendi more often. Even I barely felt the bitterness of my own problems.


Maybe because he's a man so it's not too complicated. Conversely, if women cannot escape from the heart and feelings.


Thinking about this, I wanted to go back in time. If I had met Hendi first.


In the past when I was Junior High, I was a student who was smart and accomplished. Even I've won class and even art champions.


While Hendi is a mediocre child and can even be said to be naughty and often nosy in class.


But what now? Hendi who is mediocre has even become a civil servant official who can be said to be quite established.


While me? I was just as an honorary teacher even at my age now even I still have not been appointed a civil servant!


Even the house and status as a legitimate wife I don't have! Isn't that ironic?


What would Hendi think if he knew my true story? I was sad to think about it.


While packing home I glanced at the clock on my phone. Ah .. It's 14:00. I need to hurry to my private tutoring place now. My students must have been waiting for me for a long time.


For a moment I forgot about our conversation and returned to my complicated real world. Hm.