The Heart I Choose

Episodes 2.2

"I mohoooon.... Mamaaa.." I cried.

Lucky I came without Kiyah, so she didn't have to see my cry.

I kept calling, but none of them wanted to see me, I was really tired of screaming. Until finally there was one neighbor Mama called "Grandmother" took me to her house, "Mia, here!" bring him.

The houses here are only allowed to be fenced short, so almost all of Mama's neighbors I also know her. I walked towards Grandma's house, maybe I could let go a little.

"Yes Nek," I wiped the rest of the tears with the tip of the pink hijab, this hijab used to be given by Mama when she left for the holy land.

Grandma asked me to sit next to her, already having a glass of water and a small snack, which Grandma seemed to have prepared, before calling out to me.

"Mia, if I may advice grandma, Mia should come back tomorrow! If you don't hear wrong, tomorrow morning Wandi will return to work," said Grandma while looking at me. "This must be Wandi's letter to forbid his family to meet you," Grandma continued her speech, "If you continue here it will be free."

I respond to every Grandma's speech, it's true, it's free I'm here that Stubborn won't care, even though my voice will run out to scream.

"Grandma's right, Mia will be here again tomorrow Grandma, hopefully tomorrow Mia can meet Dika."

Grandma nodded, in her heart there was pity, Mia was not the first woman who was wasted Wandi, a woman who also had to be separated from her child because of the selfishness of Wandi.

"Excuse me, Grandma, thank you so much, Grandma!" I went home and kissed Grandma's hand, "Assalamualaikum."

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I'm not excited to go home, how many times a taxi or taxi tries to stop offering me his services, but I don't want to get off this road, hoping Dika gets out, yet, or there is one of the Mas Wandi family who is willing to meet me.

"Miaaa....??" someone greeted me doubtfully from inside his car.

He smiled and came straight to me, his clothes were neat and fragrant there was a thin beard that added to his good looks, he then opened the glasses he used as a heat repellent, but I still did not know him.

"Do you not know me?" askalanya.

I nodded, since I married Mas Wandi I always limit the association with male friends, Mas Wandi is very jealous and I respect him, even though he himself betrayed.

"Actually I passed by, because I saw you.I turned around," he explained, I was still staring at him, remembering. "I've been looking for you for a long time, you moved not to say???"

I seem to have started to remember who this man is, but I'm not sure yet, his appearance is very much different from what I used to know.

"Where? you alone?" that question made me sad again.

I feel useless as a mother, who can't bring my child home, what Dad says later, if I go home without Dika, without being asked to have my tears fall back.

"Hey.....are you in trouble again? Sorry...."

"Nothing," quickly I remove the tears that have gone down "Sorry ..I'm sorry," I said leaving him, looking for a motorcycle taxi that can take me home. No matter where the ojek that has been offered, I have to sit back.

"Mia...want me take you?" tanyakanya.

"No, I can do it myself."

"You look so pathetic, from across there I've been watching you, hoping it wasn't you. Because I hate to see you crying," she looked at me.

I avoided her gaze, I remember now, this man who once offered her love, promising to make me happy, but I refused him, preferring to continue the household with Mas Wandi.