Trapped in the Love of the Past

Trapped in the Love of the Past

Eps. 62

Today, Rohman's holiday is over. And from today also mas Rohman has started to enter work again. I was busy preparing breakfast for Rohman. The menu this morning is just fried rice. The menu is simple but capable of appetizing. Especially in the morning like this, very fitting.

Rohman came out of the room. He looked handsome wearing his brown work uniform fitted with black leather shoes. A sweet smile accompanied by dimples made me excited.

"Let's go, we'll have breakfast first."

"Yes, honey. What are you cooking?"

"Fried rice, mas." Rohman sat down and I got him breakfast. Then I also accompanied Rohman breakfast.

After breakfast, Rohman prepares to leave for work. I brought the bag and drove it to the door. Don't forget I kissed the back of my husband's hand as a form of my powder. Mr. Rohman kissed my forehead and rushed on his second-wheeled vehicle.

I waved my hand until Rohman moved further away until he could no longer be seen. Then I immediately went in and cleaned up the dirty dishes.

Not felt after a few days it was already noon. I forgot that I don't have a stock of groceries that I'll cook for later. Where I don't know the area. Maybe I'd better get out for a second. If there is a neighbor in front of the house, it would be nice to ask. While introducing yourself to be familiar with the colors around. Because Rohman and I are new citizens here. To adapt to the environment.

It just so happened that the next door neighbor was on the porch. A woman who may be his age above me. I ventured to ask.

"Excuse me mbak, my new neighbor Lissa lives next door."

"Oh yes, can anyone help?"

"I want to hitchhike, around what is there that sells vegetables mbak?"

"Oh there is mbak, you straight there will be the first fork of tris turn left. House number five left the way. There will be an Idah shop, there will be a complete."

"Good, mbak. Thank you very much, yes."

"The same, ma'am. What do I need to do to my house, mbak."

"Yes, thank you. Then excuse me first."

"Yes, come."

I walked according to the direction of the residents of the house next door. I forgot to ask her name. It seems he is also at home.

It didn't take long, I finally arrived at the stall I was referring to. It's really complete here. The vegetables are also seger seger.

I immediately put in some vegetables and side dishes for the next few days. Soon I paid for the vegetables and I left. Remembering it was so late I went home to cook. My stomach is also very hungry.

Kale stir-fry, omelet, and cornbasket are ready. I immediately ate lunch so that the nausea in my stomach was not excessive. Finally my stomach was filled and thank God I was full.

As I was about to clean up the dirty dishes, my phone rang. A call came in and it turned out to be from my husband. I immediately picked it up.

"Hallo, my mom."

"Yes, honey. Have you eaten?"

"This is just finished."

"Yes, don't eat late. If you do not have time to eat the message through ojol."

"It is, mas. Have you eaten yourself?"

"It just wanted to eat."

"Yes, you ate first, sir."

"Yes, honey. You heart, yes. Don't be tired. No need to do a heavy job. Don't forget this habi you're resting."

"Yes yes, my mother."

"Daahh, ma'am."

The phone connection was cut off unilaterally. I continued to wash the dirty kitchen utensils. Remembering the words of Rohman, I must rest. Coincidentally my eyes were also quite sleepy.

I walked forward to make sure the door was locked. Because I'm gonna take a break. After everything was confirmed safe, I rushed into the room to rest.

Just four days of living here was very boring. How not to get bored, I'm home alone. Want to find busyness, but confused what busyness.

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I woke up from my sleep. I noticed the wall clock turned out to be three in the afternoon. If you think it turns out my sleep is quite long too. Maybe it's still a tired effect because of yesterday.

I immediately went from the bed to the bathroom to clean myself up. After taking a bath I took ablution water after that continue to perform asar prayers. While waiting for my husband to come home, I read the Quran to fill my free time. It just so happened that Rohman came home at four in the afternoon.

I don't think I've taught almost a juz. With the sound of knocking on the door, I immediately finished reading the Quran. And open the door immediately. How to know it's Rohman's mas.

And it turns out to be true, my husband has gone home. Immediately I kissed the back of his hand and brought him his briefcase. Rohman sat down on the sofa, and I rushed to the kitchen to make him a drink. How happy I am to be able to serve my husband sincerely.

"This is the mas, drink it while it's still warm."

"Yes, thank you baby."

"The same, mas."

"Oh yeah, when are we going to the boarding house to pick up my stuff that's still there?"

"It's up to you, baby when you want. As long as you don't work hours."

"Hmmm, yes. Madi was there. It's too late."

"Yes, baby." Rohman moved from his seat. He immediately obeyed my order to take a shower. Because it was already very late afternoon. And soon also entered the magrib.

After praying magrib together I invite mas Rohman to have dinner soon. Rice, vegetables, and side dishes have been served on the dining table. Rohman sat down and I took food for him.

Mr. Rohman has never been satisfied with my cooking. But he once said that my cooking was good, he said. I hope Rohman praises my food without lying.

"Mas, I'll be lonely by noon."

"You know what else, baby. If our children are born, they will no longer be lonely. Or you can go to mom's house, I'll pick her up."

"No, I'm not good with mom. But you also have to go back and forth tired. Although not too far away."

"Yes, it's up to you, honey how good."

"Oh yeah, can't I make my way to the mall tomorrow?"

"To mall? Alone?"

"Yes, mas. I'm a street pimp."

"Would I have Mirna make you come tomorrow?"

"Don't mas, it'll even disrupt Mirna's time. Mirna is also a school."

"Yes, baby, it's up to you. What matters is your heart on the road."

"Yes, definitely."

"What do you want to buy, baby? Don't you wait for me to come home from work. I'm worried about you baby, getting pregnant again but going alone. I'm afraid of what's going on."

"I'm okay, mom. I must be heart-hearted."