To Mutia

First kick

Ripping through her bag, Mutia took out a flat object that had been screaming for attention since. Kala found the name of the sister on the phone screen, without wasting time Mutia answered the call, while walking to the stainless chair in the corner of the lobby.

"Assalamualaikum, Dek." said Mutia, then sat her body in the waiting chair. A little difficulty, due to her large stomach, made Mutia feel her body weight to be doubled.

"Wa'alaikumsalam, Yuk." - Faisal.

"What's up, Sal?" a second later Mutia took a stand and patted her forehead gently. "Oh my God, sorry, Deck. I forgot to send money for this month. Wait a minute, I'll transfer it right away."

"Yep,"

Mutia's movement that was about to keep the phone away from her ear to access internet banking instantly stopped when she heard Faisal's call.

"I contacted Ayuk, not always because of the money, Yuk." caught the offended tone in his sister's voice, making Mutia feel guilty.

"Sorry, Sal. I just suddenly remembered that this month I haven't sent you any money."

"In comparison to thinking about money, I'm much more curious about Ayuk's news. How's Ayuk doing there? It's been a week since Ayuk was difficult to contact. For the past few days, my feelings have not calmed down. Come on, it's okay, right?"

Is this what we call inner bonding? When he was in distress, Faisal felt the same uneasiness. Indeed, in the last few days Mutia did not contact her sister and her two best friends, nor did she respond to the phone and messages they sent. Mutia deliberately avoided, because she did not want them to know what happened to her and made the three people she cared about worried.

"I'm fine, Sal. You don't have to worry, okay."

"Then why has this week Ayuk been difficult to contact? Ayuk also didn't call back and reply to my messages."

"Sorry, yeah. My employer gave thanks for the birth of his first child. So this week I've been busy preparing for Thanksgiving, while at night I'm exhausted and I fall asleep."

Oh God, forgive me. Since she was pregnant, she has often lied. He hoped his son would not follow his bad actions.

"really? No more lying to me, right? Is Ayuk really okay?"

"Sal, if something bad happened to me, I wouldn't be talking to you right now. Maybe someone else answered your call and told me about my situation."

"Yeah, don't talk like that. Okay, let's say I believe."

Mutia's lips flashed a smile upon hearing the tone of unwillingly losing the debate in Faisal's voice. Although knowing Faisal was not that easy to believe his words, but at least Faisal would not ask further and make him lie more and more.

"You yourself, how are you? Keep school?"

"I'm doing fine. Ayuk doesn't have to worry about me, because Wak takes good care of me. I was fed three times a day and when Wak Endah was sick I didn't even sleep all night to take care of me. My school is good too. Stable values. And.. I was selected to participate in the scholarship selection at the University of Yogyakarta."

"really?" mutia's black bead sparkled, as a wide smile adorned her beautiful face. Mutia could not cover up her happy feelings, when she heard Faisal's words. "Congratulations, Honey. I pray that you pass the selection, succeed in getting the scholarship and can continue your education to college."

"Amen. Oh yes, next month I have two weeks off, I plan to visit Ayuk to Bali."

"To Bali? Do you have money?"

"Had, dong. The money that Ayuk sends every month, I collect. While for pocket money every day, in love with Wak. The money's enough to buy a round-trip ticket."

The smile on Mutia's face instantly disappeared. He did send money for Faisal's needs, including pocket money, every month. As for the meal money, Mutia immediately sent it to Wak's account.

"You're asking for money, Wak?"

"Oh Allah, no, Yuk. Wak who thanks and means I accept. He said his family members did not count. Wak asked Ayuk not to send more money for my meal, but Ayuk did not want to be horrified. So the meal money that Ayuk sent, Wak gave me. Wak said, there's me in their family not necessarily adding to the shopping money and the burden of eating."

Mutia closed her eyes for a moment. This is what he doesn't want. When Faisal was about to leave his Wak, Mutia had already made a deal. Where every month he would send money for the cost of eating Faisal and his Wak agreed. That's why Mutia decided to leave Faisal to Wak. If you knew it would be this way, Mutia would have preferred to rent a boarding room for Faisal. Not that it was ungrateful, but Mutia just did not want to bother, even if it was her own family.

"Come, angry?"

Not directly answering, Mutia sighed softly. "Later I'll talk to Wak."

"OKAY. But... I can go to Bali right? I miss Ayuk."

"Both, anyway." Faisal chuckled, even with Mutia. "Pas Ayuk off work, keep me going."

Mutia responded to her brother's enthusiastic speech with a slow mutter.

"Neither do not forget to send the address where Ayuk lives now."

"I'll pick you up at the airport if you get to Bali."

"No, Yuk. Ayuk's part must be working. I will not go astray, even though it is my first time to Bali, really. Really."

"Yes, I'll send the address through WA."

"Okay, sip." Then the bell rang out from across the phone. "It's time to get in. I'll call Ayuk again. Take good care of yourself."

After responding to Faisal's words, the call ended. Mutia leaned back, then let out a long sigh. He misses his sister, his hometown and his two best friends. And also, long enough he did not visit the grave of his parents.

All this because of Haikal. Had the man not betrayed her, Mutia would not have felt so much pain and disappointment that she made a selfish decision to leave Faisal.

I cannot complain. What happened to me became my destiny. And Allah always knows what is best for His servants.

"Not to take a long breath like that."

The baritone voice that sounded from the side, made Mutia immediately turn her head. His eyes widened when he found Yudha sitting next to him, before then commenting on the smile.

"Mas Yudha's. Morning." said.

"Morning too." Yudha returned Mutia's smile. "My mom always said, when we take a deep breath, we are complaining and not thanking God. In fact, we should be grateful, because until this moment God is still kind enough to give us life."

Mutia grimaced inwardly and smiled clumsyly, indirectly justifying Yudha's words and it embarrassed her.

"Mas... since when do you sit here?" he said, shifting focus.

"Since you said, Kangen is the same as me? Want to go out of town for the first time?" yudha's words ended with a smile, making Mutia again grimace after knowing that Yudha had been sitting next to her for a long time, but she did not notice it before the man made a sound.

"It's eight o'clock less. Let's go to the meeting room. I must encourage you, before you get hot." guyon Yudha while chuckling amusedly, then got up from sitting.

Mutia laughed softly, then lifted her butt from the chair she had been sitting in for the past fifteen minutes. But due to her overly sudden movements, making the baby inside her stomach startled and kicking strongly, so Mutia involuntarily grimaced softly with a frowning forehead.

"Mutia, are you okay?" slightly bowing, Yudha looked worriedly at Mutia. He even reflexively placed his hands on Mutia's back and stomach, then gave a gentle swab.

For a moment the two looked at each other. Stare at each other with your heart beating fast. The first touch that feels foreign, yet thrilling. There was a warm feeling that penetrated into the soul, as their skin touched. It was also like there was a low-voltage electric current, which gave a mild shock, which actually felt ridiculous.

Until then the kick on the stomach Mutia managed to attract the awareness of both. When Mutia felt wrong and her face was red, Yudha who was still sticking her hand on her stomach actually smiled widely with sparkling eyes.

"He kicked?" said amazed. Gaze a glance at Mutia, before returning to focus on the woman's stomach. Yudha gave a slow swipe and the baby in Mutia's stomach responded to her swab with a powerful enough kick. "Is this what made you grimace?"

Mutia. Observing the state of the lobby, where some people began to pay attention to him. "Yes, Mom."

"Wow. Your son is so excited, Mutia. He kicked hard. I'm sure, at birth, he'll be a hero."

Sklera Mutia flushed. Haikal should have been in Yudha's current position. Swab his stomach and receive the first kick from his son. But what you want to say, reality is often painful.

Not wanting to get carried away, Mutia decided to stop this melancholic situation. Calling Yudha, Mutia managed to attract the attention of the man.

"Mas, instead we have to go to the meeting room now."

"Ah yes, you are right. Come." even Yudha unconsciously grabbed Mutia's hand, grabbed the woman and walked beside her.

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