The Heart of Raisya

Go home to the old man's house

The third night, there seemed to be no sign of my husband asking for his right or just bringing me closer. Tonight we are silent with our thoughts in front of the TV.

"Emm tomorrow I'm going to town B, like I said at mom's house"

"Yes, brother" I replied briefly.

"You let me go, right?"just this time my husband spoke by looking at my face.

Ah those eyes, I'd love to dive into her gaze. Isn't he halal to look up to?

"Son't go there on a job, is he? of course I let." I tried to return his gaze.

"Hmm sure, I'll go 1-2 days, because the trip is quite far, you wait for me at home."

For a moment the mood became quiet.

"What time will you leave tomorrow?"

"Hour 9."

"Take me to Abi's house before you leave!"my door to him

"Why brother? are you afraid to live here alone? why not just sleep at Grandma's?"

"Here kampung kak neighborhood, will be a lot of people's words that are not pleasant to hear, I do not want to be a material ghibah. If in abi house there housing so gk there ghibahan neighbors because busy with their respective affairs, brother would understand mksudku right?" I explained what was on my mind.

"Ah yes well then , tomorrow I take you first to the abi house"

That's enough of our chat tonight. Even though I am still fairly young but I can think of adults.how do the neighbors say if they know that the newlyweds have been left, why gk invited all honeymoon blah blah blah blah blah. That's what's on my mind. Realistic only because that is the way life in the village.I could ignore their talk, but is not better to prevent than to treat.

As my mind raged I was surprised by the sound of the Word. He took the call and took it to the bathroom.

"huff....the call in the bathroom? whatdoes thatmean? am I not considered at all?" I muttered so in my heart.

If only this man-made heart might have been broken into pieces. But because the Heart is God's creation I can still arrange it."O Allah give me abundant stock of patience."

As I thought tonight was as late as the nights before. There is no beautiful night full of love and warmth. There is only bland.

After breakfast we were ready to go to my parents' house. We say goodbye to grandma.

"Sir, we we're leaving. Does Grandma want something for Abi?"

"Bring this jerky to your brother Rai, he likes it so much." Grandma handed me the food.

"Yes, we go first".

We went to my parents' house. Once there it turns out ummi and abi are not there, only Sofi left.

"Tell my regards to ummi and abi, sorry I didn't wait for them to come home, had to leave." said Mr. Firman after seeing his watch.

"Yes, be careful, take care of your health.sorry what is your sister's HP number still fixed?"

"My number has been changed, here you note" Kak Firman revealed his HP.

funny question for a couple. "May I laugh at myself? Will all the couples whose stories are arranged be like us? "

"This is my sister already." I returned it.

"I'm leaving first" she said.

"Yes, brother be careful." I kissed the back of his hand.I drove him to the front gate.

"Assalamu'alaikum."

After his departure appeared again in my mind. If the number is changed, it means the time I call and SMS him time it to someone else, or he just changed the number. There are too many questions in my heart.

"Sir, has breakfast?" sofi's voice surprised me.

"Udah dik, make a surprise".

"So, I was shocked."

"Ummi and Abi where are you?

"To Aunty Mega's house, Alfin wants to go to the sun today."

Aunt Mega is my common sister.

"Sirman, where are you going again, brother?

"To town B."

"What's? how come you're not coming?"

"Rubber!" That's just my reason for going to Sofi, but it wasn't invited.

"The "new bride was left behind. It should have been if the newlyweds had gone where both were," he said.

"what the hell in just 2 days, so mbak want to nginep here. Can't you stay here hm?"

" horee... we can confide dong, storyain ya mbak how it feels to be a newlywed." Said sofi playing her eyebrows.

"Well, how about you."

"Mbak stingy ah"

"wildew! Already do not fuss, take want to enter the room. it looks good tambahan hehe." I left him sulking.

Sofi followed me to the room. I was ready to close the door. Sofi must be pissed out there. I heard he was banging on my bedroom door, but I didn't mind.A day after day I will definitely meet him too.

At Abi's house, I spent my days like I used to before I had a wife. But to get out of the ruma I have to be more careful. Because my status is no longer a girl, but a wife.

"Ups isn't I still a girl despite bestatus wife."

Today it's been two days that my husband left me at Abi's house. No word from him, even though he's got my number. Busy, but communication is important. What's more for us as a married couple.I lowered my ego to contact him first.

"Assalamu'alaikum Brother." I opened a chat on the phone.

"Wa'alaikum salutations."

"I'm sorry for interrupting Brother's time, I just wanted to ask if Big Brother is coming home today?"

"I'm sorry that my job is not done, if there are no obstacles I will go home tomorrow.

"Oh yeah, it's okay I just want to make sure. Don't forget to eat there."

"Yes I must eat, yes I will continue my work. Assalamu'alaikum."

" Greetings wa'alaikum."

It was still that formal we talked. I am confused about having to determine my attitude. I wish I could have spoiled with my husband, maybe I would have said that I miss him, or I would have kissed him from afar. No, this isn't in our marriage dictionary yet. It's still well received, it's more than enough for now.

🍀Hopeful to humans will only disappoint🍀

See you again brother, thank you for still reading my work.