The Tragedy of the Night

5. Bitter reality

The scorching heat of the sun today can make a woman named Anisa Ahmad moaned the heat, he raised his hand and put it on his head to block the sunlight can not penetrate directly into the skin of his head.

Despite being so hot this afternoon, he still steadfastly pedal his bike while enjoying the view of the city of Jakarta which is full of rows of towering skyscrapers. The wind blew against his tube so that the hijab he was wearing fluttered behind.

The woman was silent and had no intention of greeting the people around her who were walking on the sidewalk, although almost all of the hikers were his classmates, he was not at all willing to greet each other. So the one who knew him who saw it mocked Nisa that she was arrogant.

Nisa was not at all disturbed by the words of these people, for her it was just a wind and then just passing by. It is up to people to say what he is, for him people only know him from the outside and do not want to know how the real Nisa.

Although he was silent and did not care about the environment, his mind was different. The thoughts continued to float around the brains of Nisa so that the temperature of the woman's brain became hot. In his brain he was thinking, what if his parents knew that he was currently two-bodied. Will her parents accept Nisa as she is or vice versa? But there is something that makes Nisa very afraid, which is how if her father finds out that he is not holy anymore and worse the result of the depraved deeds of men that produce a fetus.

He may now be able to redress this great thing from his father, brother, and sister, but surely someday his secret will be revealed and discovered by his extended family.

One question came from the woman's mind. Does he have to throw away the child he's carrying in his stomach? So that her pregnancy is not known by the community and embarrasses her family. Nisa's head was completely dizzy, she didn't know what action she should take in determining what was good for her future. The woman's brain seems to be dead-end to make it difficult for her to choose and make the right decision.

Maybe later he will invite his mother to talk or vent first to determine the path of his life. Whether the fetus in Nisa's stomach will be aborted or left alone to live forever. This is all due to that dark night, if he did not accept the request of Siti's mother yesterday, maybe he would not go home and there would be no night full of wounds and bad history.

Yes it is all just a wish, a word that is all but wishful thinking and will never be possible to come true. Not only Nisa who wants to be able to turn back time, but almost all humans in this world want to do it. That's regret, it's always in the later.

It did not feel like time had gone quickly as if it did not make Nisa enjoy every second of it. Now the hijab-wearing woman has arrived in front of the modest house owned by her family. He got off the bike, took a deep breath and pushed his bike into the garage.

After parking the bike, he got out of the small garage and opened the main door by saying hello first while stepping his right foot inside.

"Assalamallaiku ma'am" said Nisa as she pushed the door.

"Waallaikumsallam ka" shouted the person inside the house who turned out to be Alsya's sister from Nisa.

"Eh! Alsha, are you home?" Nisa asked.

"Udah dong sis! Alsya came home from Kaka. Kaka this is how it is, so I forget," Alsya pouted and moved her lips. Nisa who saw it became anxious then pulled Alsya's lips so that the girl was in pain and beat her brother.

"Then this is nothing, sick tau," grumbled Alsya who was addressed to his older sister Nisa.

Nisa really likes to hook her sister on this one, even her favorite has become a fun side hobby for the woman. Don't blame Nisa like that, it's her sister who started it all. Alsya was the one who used to be very fond of Nisa manjahili at that time so that Nisa was crying bombay in the room.

"Sister! Why do some of today's eyes always swollen anyway?" Alsya asked while observing the part of Nisa's eyes that looked narrow and swollen.

Nisa so excited herself, she must answer what, when she will answer that her eyes become swollen like this because she is always lamenting her suffering. There will be his sister in one finger quote immediately turned into a journalist who likes to interrogate people for profit. Nisa was staring in the other direction as if looking for an interesting object in order to calm her anxiety.

Alsya who saw her brother like that furrowed both her eyebrows. He was confused by his behavior. Is not the question very easy and the answer is also very simple, unlike the questions of exam questions that fill the head.

Now Alshalah who became confused and curious about his brother. He also scratched his neck which suddenly felt itchy.

"Sister! Kok quiet anyway, if the nanya was answered dong," upset Alsya, the article was asked but even dumb.

"Eh! Aye, aye! Kaka answered. Kaka eyes are not papa dek," said Nisa with her sweet smile to lie to her sister.

"What's not papa, puffy eyes cake. Oh yes, Alsya also often see kaka crying every night in the room. Why is emang kaka? Again, yes, duh kaka I was already good at dating?" Jahil Alsya while raising his eyebrows.

"Oh you there-there is a deck, yakali kaka dating."

"Kaka kaka why nang---." Alsya had not yet finished her question, a voice from behind made Alsya stop her words earlier.

"Can you go home?!" ask Aisyah's mother while approaching Alsya and Nisa.

"Ma, Nisa wants to say something" whispered Nisa in her mother's ear.

Aisyah who understood the words of her son earlier also immediately opened her eyes to Alsya who was staring at them.

"Yes! You go in the room again, do your PR first."

"Good ma." Without waiting any longer Alsya went straight from there leaving Aisyah and Nisa in the living room.

"Judah, we sit down first."

They both sat on the sofa in the living room. Shortly Nisa was crying, then she took out a testpack from her uniform pocket and gave the two-striped tool to the mother.

Aisyah also took the object given by Nisa earlier. As if there were thousands of daggers piercing his heart when he saw the two-striped object plastered there, then he immediately embraced the child who was more fragile than him. He was in Nisa's arms crying.

Before long Aisyah released her second hug. He once again glanced at the thing, his heart ached at the thing that unluckyly showed two lines. He can't do anything. Everything just happens without being asked. She wanted a grandchild but not in this way.

"What should you do, son? Is Mama going to take this case to the legal track? So you're happy he's in jail. Or do you need to do it right now?" Aisyah wanted to get out of her seat, but an arm made Aisyah return to her seat. "Why?"

Nisa shook her head, "don't ma! His parents were influential people in this world. So mama is free to report them, which there is finally a problem we also have. Let him not know."

Aisyah sighed, her son was indeed strange. Yes, what else should he do? The rich are hard to fight.

"How many months has it been, son?" asked the mother while rubbing the child's back to strengthen it.

"I don't know, Nisa hasn't seen a doctor yet." Nisa let go of her second hug, "did Nisa just fall?"

"O dear God, you cannot do that. You have sinned, and now you want to sin again. Let her live in here" said the mother, rubbing Nisa's flat stomach. "Grandmother's granddaughter is good there."

"But ma, will our family not be ashamed? Giamana like papa tau?"

"Let your mother talk to your father and you will never be ashamed, dear, if God gives us a mandate it is obligatory to do, and if you deny the mandate of God, there will be sins. Doesn't betraying Amant characterize hypocrites! Do you want to be a hypocrite?" The mother's advice while fixing Nisa's hygienic hijab.

Nisa who got such a question from the mother spontaneously immediately shook her head, "No ma."

"Well, my dear," Aisyah smiled as she wiped away the trace of Nisa's tears.

"Ma! when do you come home from Egypt?"

"Not knowing, baby. Your papa said yesterday, two more days," said the mama while carrying Nisa into his arms.

"Nisa's afraid of Ma" said Nisa.

"Don't be afraid there's a dear mama!" Calm down, mama.

While without them knowing, there are a pair of eyes that are peeking at their closed conversation, then the person shed tears and immediately ran to his room. That person is Alma. Yes, he did not go straight into the room because he was not an innocent child anymore, so he knew that there was a secret between his mother and the kaka.

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Tbc