The Last Chance's

Part twenty seven

Still like a dream, Anggi eventually became a son-in-law in the Damar family. After undergoing a marriage contract full of drama, Anggi was brought by the Damar family to live with them. There was no reception, and no special dining. It all just happened, as if it was a very ordinary thing like buying something in the center of the market. Once finished, all returned to his house still, except Anggi who had been bought by the Damar family with a number of dowries that were not so expensive. 

Well, at least the woman is now a wife, and not a woman who is pregnant out of wedlock. Think of them to each other, behind their faces that look so flat. 

"Well, Anggi, now you're part of this family. Papa asks now, you do not hesitate to do anything in this house. Think of this as your parents' home too and make yourself feel comfortable. Okay?"

With a smile that looks so sincere, Panji touched the shoulder of Anggi. 

"B-yeah, P-Pa…. Ma-thank you," said the woman stammering, glancing in fear at the Panji before her. 

While nodding, Panji then pointed to a room on the first floor of his house. 

"That's your room and also Damar. Now, you rest. Later, you'll be called at lunch."

After getting a nod of the head from Anggi, Panji was soon passed from the presence of the woman. He left, showing a slightly lethargic face, which Anggi accidentally saw as he was about to turn around leaving her. 

Well…. That's not surprising. Because basically, none of them look happy with the marriage done by Anggi. Even Damar himself, seemed very uninspired when uttering a qabul ijab over him. Plus, she did not see the man after getting off the car in front of their house. 

Whither? Why does it feel like he's a ghost, who doesn't look at all? In fact, he should have been a friend to Anggi on the first day of entering the house of in-laws. Like the word, shouldn't Damar be a tour guide for Anggi to get around in the big house of the male family? But why was he left alone now? Is it not presumptuous name, if Anggi is seen traveling around the house alone? 

Oh, naw…. Do not think Anggi around the house because of the spirit of being a daughter-in-law in the house of Damar. She did just that, because from tomorrow on, she would try to be a good wife who could help with any homework, which a housewife would normally do. And there's no way he'd be able to do that if he didn't know anything about the house he was living in. 

Sighing in resignation, Anggi dragged the large suitcase containing his clothes. He pulled the heavy object by himself, to a room that he said would be his room as well as Damar. 

Surprised, she said she was married and had a husband, but why did she feel like a foreign woman renting a room? Alone, and without anyone accompanying him. 

Ah, no! Anggi. Right now, he's not alone. There is a fetus in the womb that will always accompany Anggi. For some time to come, Anggi must survive by relying only on his son. He hoped that before his son was born, everyone would love him again. Moreover, accept the children in the Anggi womb as a family. Well, he could only hope that way, for the sake of his heart that was currently feeling fragile. 

Arriving in the room, Anggi immediately put his suitcase on the side of the bed. He sat on the large bed, and breathed heavily for the umpteenth time. 

Gee whiz…. Why does it feel so cramped? Thought Anggi suddenly held back the tears that jolted wanted to come out. 

After returning home from the KUA office, no one from the Damar or Anggi family would speak to him. All just quietly put on a cold look, as if Anggi is a transparent creature that is not worth looking at. Especially Damar. He was several times caught sighing boredly and clucking while casting his gaze in the other direction. At least the banner will speak. Even so, after they arrived home, with the state of Ranti who was whistling away just left her on the terrace. 

"May you always be healthy, Anggi. Mama loves you. Take good care of your granddaughter. Whatever has happened, you can only pray, may God give you happiness."

As he was about to cry, Anggi suddenly remembered his mother's words the other day. Although today he looks very cold, Anggi remembers that a few days ago his mother stayed one night in Anggi's room only to cry and hug him tightly. 

"Eager, Anggi! There is a prayer that will always protect you! The spirit!" anggi said alone, smiling bitterly, holding back the crying that had almost come out and made his throat choke. 

Anggi's thin hands that should look fat because they are pregnant, lifted stroking his stomach that is still flat. With tears that were hard for her to stop, she smiled gently towards her stomach. 

"Let's strengthen each other, honey. Whatever it is, Mama will always take care of you as hard as she can. Don't be afraid, okay? Everyone will love us." Anggi whispered hoarsely, repeatedly taking a deep breath in order to evaporate the pain in his chest. 

"Papa you too…. I'll love you."

❄

"Where are you from? How's Brother looking now?"

At two in the morning, Anggi woke up to hear the sound of the door opening. Having difficulty sleeping, Anggi was surprised by the presence of Damar who had just returned home after disappearing earlier this afternoon. 

"Oh? You haven't slept?" damar asked somewhat in shock, smiling awkwardly at Anggi who was already sitting on the bed. 

"Where are you from today? How just got home?" asked Anggi again, looking at Damar's face that looked a little stuttered. 

Like a perplexed person, Damar rubbed his back hair and cast a glance in all directions. 

"There's a college assignment. Aye! College work! I just met my friends, did college assignments together." Damar replied with a wide grin, looking at Anggi who was frowning confusedly. 

"Tuition work? These nights?" asked the woman again in disbelief, this time with a nod of encouragement from Damar. 

"It's from noon, anyway…. Just, because the task is a lot and the deadline is also tomorrow, so yes, want to not, must be completed first, can only go home. A few days ago, my college assignment was back. So, you know, if I come home late like this."

The state of the room lights are slightly dim, making Anggi forced to squint both eyes towards Damar. Seeing something blackening in the area of the man's lips, until finally he was aware of the change in the man's face that looked more swollen in some parts. 

"Sister! Big Brother's face why? Wh-c-!"

By reflex, Anggi got up from the bed and chased Damar who was standing by the door. When about to touch, the man's hand stopped Anggi's wrist and prevented him from touching the face area. 

"Eh? Whahuh? You…."

Seeing Damar who held both hands, made Anggi fixated on staring at the protest towards the man. 

"Sister! Big Brother's face why? Brother's lips are bleeding. Brother abis fighting?" anggi asked worriedly, looking sad at Damar's face which began to look a little bruised on his cheekbones. 

"Ah, fight? No, kok! I'm not fighting. This.. this was. abis."

"Fall down?"

"Yes! Falling…." 

"Can't you?"

"Yes, can! The name is also an accident, can happen at any time, right?"

"But…"

"Udah…! Don't think about it! Just a small gini wound, tomorrow also healed. You don't have to worry,"

Damar lowered and released his grip on Anggi's hand. Evasive from the woman's sight, which clearly shows the facial features of the typical worry of a wife who is very affectionate with her husband. 

It sucks! 

"Sister.. Sister-"

"Udahlah, Nggi…. Don't think about it! I'm fine, really. Mending, now you sleep. You still have to take the school exam tomorrow, right?" sela Damar looks lazy, dispelling Anggi's hand that was raised again like he wanted to touch his face. 

"If you don't sleep now, it could be late tomorrow to wake up to school. Do you want to, can't take the exam because you wake up late? You don't love, same school you are daunted again will graduate? Hm?"

It was like Anggi's heart was throbbing at Damar's cold rejection of him. After leaving Anggi alone with Damar's parents who were so foreign, instead of apologizing or giving an explanation, Damar just passed into the bathroom. In fact, Anggi just wanted to know, what makes her husband's face look bruised and bloody. But, why did it feel like he saw that Damar was disturbed by his presence? Does Damar not feel genuine concern from Anggi's attitude towards him? 

With a pinched feeling, Anggi sat on his bed and stared at the dazed dark room that was currently swallowing him. 

"Why... does it feel like this?" murmured Anggi, touching his chest that felt so painful, like going to cry.

"Nyebelin really, really...."

Seriate