The Heart of Raisya
First Night
After we finished changing our costumes, we went up to the beach. Friends Kak Firman went up to congratulate and take pictures together.
"Congratulations, may sadinah, mawaddah, warahmah"
I cupped my hands together, because the average of them was a man.
"Thank you" I replied with a smile. I'm not the woman, she didn't take a picture and didn't even congratulate us.Maybe she's gone home.
The party's over, but some of my husband's friends haven't come home yet, they're still at home chatting. The costumes and accessories I was wearing were removed by the MUA team, they were ready to go home.
"Bu Intan thank you very much, the result is very satisfying." I kissed the MUA's hand, 'cause Miss Intan was just like my age.
"Yes the same-sma Rai, may it last, Mother came home first already tonight."
"Yes ma'am please".
Now that the rest of the makeup is still on my face, I started to remove it. It feels so tired, I want to immediately shower and sleep.
"You rest first, my friends haven't come home, I want to talk to them" said Mr. Firman.
"Yes sis".I answered while making my bed. Anywhere out at home chatting with his friends.
As I was about to get into bed, I was shocked by the sound of the Word ringing on the table. I accidentally saw the screen. My heart raced quickly to see the name on his phone.'FIRST WIFE' is what I read. Maybe my vision is no longer clear, maybe my eyes are minus. For a moment I neutralized my mind and heart. Many times the HP rang, until I finally decided to lay down and pretend to sleep.
I faintly saw my husband come in and pick up the phone. But he stepped out of the room. " Maybe the first wife was his mother's name at the foot of the Word." My monologue is in my heart. He loved his mother very much, he could have given his beloved name to his mother. Brother Firman has 2 brothers and sister. All men, Brother Word the second son. He loved his mother the most.
"*No no, don't think that Raisya your husband can't have a wife*" I said in my heart. I tried to close my eyes, when my husband still had not returned to the room.
Tonight I did not dream, at 4am I woke up from my sleep. I gathered consciousness, and it turned out that I had passed my first night. Yes, the first night that the newlyweds say is very beautiful and hard to forget. But it doesn't apply to me. I slept with a raging heart. When I got back from my sleeping position, I saw my husband also sleeping behind me. My feelings started to neutral again, seeing my husband still in this room.
"Sister, brother wake up at dawn, let's pray"
"I'm going to the bathroom first, brother?" pamittu.
"Hemm" he answered, I barely heard.
Finally we prayed together, how calm this heart listened to his melodious voice. I thank God for giving me the lawful Beloved, and may I be first and last. Today, the first day I will be doing my duty as a wife.
"This is the coffee, brother," I said with a cup of coffee and a snack.
"yes." she answered briefly.
Maybe he's still awkward so don't talk much I thought. After breakfast, Mr. Firman said goodbye to go home for a while.
"I'm going home first to Mom's, there's something I have to take away"
"Yes, brother, do I have to come?"
"No, tomorrow you're not tired." Imbabnya, I also agree to his orders.
Actually I want to prevent him from leaving, because soon the tenter will come to lower the tent. There are some neighbors who will help nantik. But I feel like my tongue is too faint to speak. Finally Brother Firman went home on foot.
🍀preferably prejudice is good prejudice despite the fact that bad🍀
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see you again sister....
