The soul mate YOU sent

Chapter 28 Storm

It's been eleven o'clock at night, which means it's been three hours Mas Zaky left. I was so worried because he left in a state of anger. Where the hell's he going? What the hell is he doing? Is she okay? All those questions kept spinning in my brain. I'm rattled. Want to go out looking for him, but I feel anxious if I go out alone. But silence like this just keeps me on edge. The body feels crumpled. The bruising felt pulsating even though it was not held. Thousands of times I turned towards the door, hoping to quickly open the figure of Mas Zaky who stepped in. 'Where are you mas?' my mind asked for a million times. There's nothing I can do. To contact anyone I can't. I don't know where my phone and wallet are. Maybe it was Lani, Amara or Mas Zaky who kept it when I passed out earlier.

I stared at the leftovers on the table. He still had time to order food for me but had he eaten himself? I'm really not calm. I'd better go look for him, maybe he just calmed himself down in the hotel lobby. I grabbed Mas Zaky's jacket lying on the back of the chair and put it on. While tidying up my ponytail I stepped out of the hotel room.

The first time I did was check the hotel lobby. When no one looked like Mas Zaky I tried to search outside the hotel. The air feels cold plus the drizzle and roar of the wind, the atmosphere is very gripping. There were only a few people outside and one, two vehicles passing by on the road in front of the hotel. Honestly it was my guts to look for Mas Zaky shriveled after being outside at this moment. I feel alert and agitated. Especially when I felt those people watching me. Mas Zaky's words about my reckless attitude instantly flashed in his head. When I heard that there were other steps besides my footsteps, I chose to turn around. Back to the inside. 'Coward you Tan, keep piye same Mas Zaky?' inner shouting. I was a coward but my defensive instinct told me I had to go back to the hotel. The big clock in the lobby shows it's almost twelve. 'O Allah, ' Where are you?' It's been this late but he's still not seen.

The sound of the phone ringing at the reception desk sounded very loud inside the sunyinya night. It surprised me for a moment but gave me an idea. 'Kenopo g' thought from earlier anyway?' my inner cynic. I stepped closer to the reception desk, waiting for the desk owner to finish his phone call. As soon as he disconnects the call, I immediately make a request of him.

"Sir, please call my husband, as if my room key had fallen. You know, the hotel reservation was on her behalf", I said hurriedly.

"Of course, on behalf of whose father?", asked the friendly typical receptionist.

"On behalf of Zaky Ahmed Behzad."

"....... Yes, the mother of the customer from room 47. With whose mother?"

"I'm Tania Wibisono", I replied impatiently.

"Well mom, I'll call him."

I saw the receptionist press the phone key with the number she saw from the computer screen. After waiting for a while it seemed like the connection was missed.

"Hello good night, with Bpk. Zaky Ahmed Behzad?"

"........."

"Yes sir, I'm Beautiful from the Hotel Hemolele. Look sir, Ms. Tania's wife lost her room key. He can't get in. I can't give you another key before you confirm it with your father because of a reservation on behalf of you."

"........."

"Mother is here now. You want to talk to him?"

"........"

"Yes sir, fine. I will convey. Thank you and good night, sir", closed the receptionist.

"Why mbak?", I asked directly without waiting for him.

"Yes mom, I'm on my way back to the hotel. I'm expected to wait here" replied the receptionist without fading her smile.

"Ok mbak, thank you" I said before moving away to the seat closest to the receptionist.

After waiting for more than fifteen minutes I saw Mas Zaky step inside and walk over to the reception desk. They were seen engaging in conversation before the receptionist pointed at me followed by Mas Zaky's gaze. The receptionist handed me a key with the pendulum of this hotel logo, the same key that was in my jump suit pocket. When Mas Zaky stepped towards me I could feel a cold aura from him. Without even looking at her face I knew right away that she was still angry, or even more angry than before she left?

"Let's go back to the room", take her while grabbing my hand and slightly pull her so I can stand up and follow her.

Surprisingly his hand grip was not rough, not even too strong. Soft yet steady. During the walk we were silent, just like we were from the hospital. Once inside the room, only Mas Zaky started talking.

"What are you doing outside? Late, dangerous. Rub the incident last afternoon g' you make a lesson. If Damar was still iso nahan himself, you think the people out there seng g' know you will iso nahan yourself? If you g' iso take care of yourself how do you keep the trust of the husband? Very excited you iki.", the reading is long.

His words hurt me this time. How could he be so angry without loving my time to explain. Although I was rash but the way he spoke was very rude. I will go to look for him who came out without saying goodbye leaving me alone.

"You are so bad! Iso yo you said that! I'm out for you! You want to go and leave me alone here. Do you think that if I stay in the room it should be safe? Worst possible iso event. You take the responsibility of leaving me here! I even g' hold hp. Do I have an opo-opo I kudu piye? If you're outside there's an opo-opo piye? Start isya until now you just returned, iku also because I zinc ask the receptionist contact you. You think I'm g' worried about you? Iyo I'm being rash!, but I g' iso diem ae wait for you to come back without any news. The key to the room is still me. I'm just out of my mind to find you where I'm going", I return my emotions, and I take the key out of my pocket and throw it in the bed.

For a moment he just looked at me. The wet details began to threaten to fall, but I didn't want to be a whiny every time I argued with him. Honestly I was so tired, my body felt crumpled and my heart also began to crack. After a few moments of silence I spoke again.

"You think I'm g' scared out late on gini alone? Outside quiet and drizzle. Some men watching me even started to walk closer. But I g' iso diem ndek room, I g' calm down. I'm worried about you. Opo you all right ae? Opo you wes eat? Opo you g' cold? You leave your jacket here. With nyariin you iso a little ngalihin my anxiety. I'm hard-earned to find you with the condition of the body like gini, but of all that zinc you see only my kegabahan.", I said slowly and tired.

"Astaghfirullah Tan, I g' meant that. I was just worried" he said as he grabbed me into his arms but I brushed him off.

"I'm tired of it, my head hurts and my body is pegel-pegel.", I said, avoiding him and walking away to the bed.

"I know you're a sleeping ballom. Sorry yo Tan, I was outrageous. In any case, I have to I can leave you alone. Moreover, your condition is again healthy g'" he said while kissing my hair.

"......", I refused to answer.

But I have to finish this right now. I'm tired if it keeps going like this. Inner me tired.

"I'm tired, tired. You know even though I'm beginning to feel for you, but I really mean it with iki's marriage. But we're like it's hard to make fun, make happy together. Every time we start, something like this happens. We're fighting, we're arguing! Now, just like we had a storm before I was bleeding, g' ono two-way communication. Our actions are only dissolved by our own assumptions. At the end'e we yell at each other and hurt each other. Honestly, today I feel most tired, especially my heart. It felt like a storm was sweeping through my heart. From the same incident Mas Damar until now noisily with you. I'm sorry if my assumptions are wrong, but what I do notice is that you always run every time we go to a situation like this. Like it used to be fitting you came home and I was making a fuss with father lan mother about my pregnancy, you yo suddenly left. Keep fitting Mas Damar to your house yo suddenly dinggalin I just the same he in the middle of the conversation, that yo. That's not the way adults nyelesein problem mas. Me, I always know you first. I really need a break. It's not what I want to get when I leave here" I said at length without turning to face him.

"Tania, maybe you're just sorry about me. But I'm really, really, really sorry Tan. You really, we should listen to each other more. Talk to each other. I didn't leave because I ran away from Tan's problems, but I needed to get myself to deal with my emotions. Same koyok when I come to nglamar you. When I went to take my time to continue to pray two rakaat because I was too emotional, I had to muffle my emotions so I could make the right decision. Same when Damar came. I yo wudlu continued to pray two rakaat to muffle my emotions. And last night I needed from just two rakaat prayers. I was really shocked and worried about your situation, I kept getting angry because you talked to Damar without thinking about your safety, and so getting angry with Damar lakain's zinc opo to you. I really want to explode. I'm afraid if I keep arguing here with you, I'll miss you and hurt you. Eaten me away.", she explained gently.

After pausing for a moment and sighing long Mas Zaky continued his words.

"I went to a mosque near here. I wudlu and pray two rakaat, but my emotions are still overflowing. So I use it to make njai let my heart cool and calm. Long enough, maybe about an hour I just feel calm and iso thinking clearly. Keep me going to take care of my business here let me spout and we iso cepet home.", he said again.

Slowly she flipped my body to face him. This time I refused. I don't feel like I have enough energy to fight. When our gazes met, there was clearly a tired look on his face. All the anger is gone, all that looks like is sadness and regret. I don't want our relationship to be like this. Anger each other, yell at each other, hurt each other. I want us to be a happy family.

"I'm sorry yo? I will continue to correct my bad attitude towards you. May iki last time we make a fuss gini. And not only are you fighting here, I'm fighting too. I got you here because I was struggling. So molae now we fight together, g' do it yourself. We build our family from the beginning into a family of seng sakinah, mawadah, wa rohmah. Seng family happy. Ok?", he said softly and sincerely.

I really hope it will be as easy as he says. I want to believe that we can be happy. His sharp and gentle black eyes hypnotized me, making me believe all of his words. I took a deep breath before I finally nodded.

"You promise me yo if we make another storm, you g' can go. You have to talk and sneeze at the same problem as me. Promise?", sue.

"Insha Allah. I'll go selfless first to you", he promised.

I looked at him for a moment before he slid into his arms. Inhaling her body which I think is like home to me. In just a few months and my feelings grew unstoppable to him. Do you know that I have fallen on his charms? his attitude? by nature? Is this the right time for me to tell her how I feel? I who was dissolved in my mind was jolted by his question.

"You're sleeping wes? Very spooky? The feeling of bare-nempel kok wes sleep?", he asked.

"Ng.no. Why mas?"

"Now piye your head? Your body must be pegel-pegel yo?", he asked softly.

"No fussing but isek iso was arrested. But my body hurts all, koyok'e will be difficult to sleep deh.", I replied half spoiled.

"Hahaha.haruse you are spoiled gini to the husband, g' even crank constantly.", he said cheerfully as he pinched my nose.

"Aaaww sick tau mas! Anyway if I again want to spoiled you'e even far away. It's not my fault for slacking."

"Iyo-iyo, I g' will see again a beautiful wife, cute, kind, perfect as you.", the response, this time by kissing the tip of my nose that was pinched.

I always enjoyed when she was this sweet to me.

"Yowes, sleep yuk mas. I'm tired of wearing' really.", ask me.

"Nanggung Tan, dawn again. We wait for dawn first to pray. Abis Iku just got to bed. Ok?"

I nodded in response. Now I'm cringing on whether I should express my feelings now or not. For a moment I was sure I wanted to do it, but then I hesitated because I didn't know how she felt about me. Of all his attention and treatment to me, it certainly made me hope. Huuffs. The sooner the better. Yep, I'll tell you!

"Mas, I want to say something. Em. l. I..."

"Why? How do you doubt that? Ono seng wrong? Let's talk wae.", cut him who saw me stammering.

"Em..i.m starting to like you. I miss you if you keep seeing you. I...began to love you.", I finally said also even with a heartbeat that seemed to be broken and a hot face flushed.

"I know" she replied with a sweet smile. "Wes adzan. Yok salat dik.", he continued pulling me gently up from the bed.

I followed him while looking at him. Expect more reactions and responses than that. But until we finished praying and we started lying down again, he said nothing about my declaration of love. It makes me confused and disappointed. And at six o'clock in the morning my eyes just closed to pick up the dream."