Trapped by My Husband's Destiny
No "Male"
"Yes, Mas. I just got home."
Nadia was talking behind the phone. He was sitting on the back of the bed. He's inside. His bedroom.
"Mas, are you home from work?" ask the girl, of course still in the path of electronic communication.
"Oh. Da... Yes, Mas. Delicious dong, noon has come home, the khan trus will not be set-up by others because they have their own business."
The long-haired girl took a pillow and placed it on her thigh. His left hand involuntarily twisted around the end of the pillowcase that was on the thigh, pink.
"No, Githu, Mas. Pamalih, Mas Am has been given sustenance as Allah has a fruit shop business. Must be grateful."
Nadia is still twisting the end of the pillowcase. Sometimes he pulls it off occasionally.
"Loh, that's it. Comparing my work. If I am yes, it does not matter later if my husband has a different job than me. The origin of the work is halal."
His hand stopped twisting the tip of the pillowcase. He put on a serious face at this moment. He wanted to listen to his interlocutor better which was why he stopped his hand movements.
"Yes already. If you come, come, you. Let me know if you want to come. But from the first time he wanted to come home, want to meet with my Father and Mother, uh... Never a nongol."
Nadia pouting.
It wasn't until a year before he knew the man. They call often but never meet. Affairs never met, not disputed by Nadia. But he took issue with the promise of the man who would come to his house but never realized. Nadia does not want to be lured but she wants the man to come home and get acquainted with both parents.
From childhood to adolescence, even until now Nadia has never dated. Because he is busy supporting himself and sometimes give his income to his mother and younger siblings when he is working. In the past he was busy looking for money for school and college fees. Therefore, he never thought of himself who had never dated.
His father and mother knew the character of the girl, who was busy looking for money for school fees and tuition. That was. But after he worked, his father suggested to find a man of his current choice and get married quickly. Because the thought of financing college no longer exists.
He is almost 25 years old now, a few months later a quarter of a century and his father's words ring in his ears.
Amrun was the first man he liked. He used to be friends with men and women, but it seemed different from Amrun. He is very fond of Amrun even though he met only when he visited his best friend's house and Amrun of course was in that house. They never go together, walk or eat or watch movies or like a courtship, even the status of Nadia and Amrunpun not dating at this time.
Several times the man called her and responded politely. But it looks like Amrun is not as expected. Not the kind of brave man who fights for loved ones.
Nadia dreamed of a man who came to her house. Dare to tell his father and mother that he loves Nadia and the man promises to take care of her after marriage. That's what he dreamed so much about.
Life is not like a soap opera or Korean drama but he is sure the man who is always spoken in every prayer will come and fill the following days with him.
He talked on the phone with Amrun for a long time. As usual. Finally they ended the conversation, of course with the sentence held by Nadia that is 'Mas will come to the house, later'. But I don't know when. At the moment Nadia did not want to expect too much from the man.
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