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42. Bagaskara Adewangsa

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It's the second day Nadya left Jakarta to return to Surabaya.

Even though we exchanged messages every two hours, and did VCs at night before going to bed, it felt like there was still less if Nadya was not real to be next to me lying down.

In a quiet atmosphere like this, there are so many things that make my brain more and more stripping the word sleepiness from its work system. My eyes are still bright, there is no sense of wanting to sleep even a little. I thought Nadya then ended up looking at little by little the past of our marriage is not clear the direction of her goal other than just living together.

From the ceiling, I turned the eyeballs towards the middle of the room wall. The room is designed in nude color as Nadya wishes this, nude, there's a picture of our wedding that five years ago was hanging comfortably never moved since the day she was installed a week after the reception.

“What is Nadya doing now? Why not send a message or phone all day?”

There are bad thoughts if Nadya is sick or what. But all I'm doing is because I don't want that to happen to Nadya at all.

Indeed, since this afternoon, I have been unable to contact Nadya. Usually he will tell first if he will deactivate the phone. She must be still at mom's, right? I need to call my mom and ask Nadya. It doesn't seem like a bad idea.

I grabbed another phone that I had previously kept in the drawer. I tap him on the display time which then appears a photo of Nadya there. I looked up Mom's contact and contacted her immediately.

But when the tone was still heard, I suddenly changed my mind. I turned off the call and I put the phone back on the nightstand.

“Stupid! What if my mom thinks strangely of us? What's more on Nadya?” I said monologue, because that's how the system works. Mama will worry, then find out here and there, and end up thinking negatively if you do not find anything. I shouldn't have brought my mother into this household.

I looked up when my phone shook. I've guessed who called me. Mamma. Yes, he always returned calls from me quickly if he was missed.

“What's the contact with mama?”

I'm silent for a moment. Thinking about a lie is harder for me. My mother never taught me to lie, even if I didn't.

“Ngak. Bagas wrong squeeze. I was about to pull Nadya's number, but she was hooked to my mom. Sorry.” I'm sorry to lie now. Moreover, the person I lied to, was the one who taught me not to lie to others. And that apology, for the lies I made.

“Totally bad kangen? Mama too, even though only a few minutes ago left Nadya home.”

“Oh, Nadya is home?” tanyaku enthusiastic because a little mama has given a leak about the existence of Nadya. Means, I only need to contact the mother's family after this to tell Nadya to activate her phone.

“About an hour ago.” replied mama briefly clarify the situation.

“Actually Bagas did want to contact mama,” I-I deny myself a lie that a few seconds ago I made. “Sorry to lie to mama.”

“Why use lie all the way? The person in question is also his own wife.”

Own wife. I was a little confused by my mother's words to me.

“Yes, not good. Afraid mom to think.”

“Maybe Nadya is still on the road or going somewhere. Your call was not answered.”

The thing is, the number's off, Ma. Not not answered. I murmured in my heart, not daring to make a sound.

“Ah, could be.” my sahut covered something from mama. “Let's Bagas try phone to mommy first.”

“Oh, okay. If so, mama hang up the phone huh?”

After mama's call was cut off, I contacted mama—my call for Nadya—'s female parentsand asked Nadya whereabouts.

And astonishingly, Nadya has not yet reached home. Even he did not give any news to his mother about his whereabouts now. Nadya seemed to disappear into the earth without any news. And it managed to get me in the fog.

Without news, the phone is not active, which husband is not dizzy and almost crazy about it. Moreover, this person is the person we have always loved and cared for.

I was even determined to contact the police and report this incident without news from Nadya as a missing person report. Quite an exaggeration, indeed. But I was really afraid that if something happened to my woman, which was what happened, we were in different places that made my movements limited by distance.

I expressed my intention to call the police and try to make a call on Nadya's number. No, it's not active yet.

Until the time pointed to the number nine over thirty-five minutes, my phone clinked. A message went into the mailbox and the sender was Nadya, the woman who for almost five hours made me lose my mind and almost go crazy.

Nick: Sorry. My phone's running out of battery. While I came out together, and we both did not bring a charger.

I breathed a sigh of relief. The burdens and humps in my heart were instantly lost by the message Nadya had just received. Nadya goes with her friend and her phone just runs out of battery. Nothing bad happened. I was just too scared because Nadya didn't give me any news with messages or calls.

Nadya: Reply to the message. Cell phone on charge.

The connection that I can get with a reply typing a message.

Oh thank goodness. You're really all right, aren't you?

I sent the message quickly because I could not wait for a reply from Nadya.

Ting!

Nadya: Sorry about Gas. Coming home from my mother's house, I met you until I forgot the time and did not tell you.

Its nothing. Where are you now?

One minute,

Two minutes, though,

Three minutes, though,

Till...

Ten minutes.

Did it take me that long to type the answer to my short question? But not long after, though,

Ting!

A message from Nadya came.

Nadya: At home.

Short, dense and clear until I smiled and slammed my body on the bunk. He's at home and it should be time for him to rest now. But, I still do not want to end the message reply session with Nadya who seems exhausted.

Kangen.

I said in the form of a button.

Name: Eum. Me too

Uh, is this seriously Nadya kangen with me?

Suddenly I felt young again, becoming Bagas who had just fallen in love with a girl, becoming a Bagas who was kasmaran and blushed just because of the contents of a woman's message.

I have no romantic words to give Nadya. Pause replied to our message long enough, and I still haven't found a suitable sentence to say something that could make Nadya blush. Because I am in such a state.

Suddenly it became a common sense to surprise Nadya and definitely would not believe what I was about to tell her.

However, just when I had not had time to tap on my phone display, the 6.5-inch screen first lit up. There is an incoming message notification. Not from Nadya, but Juwita. A little disappointing, but it's okay, after replying to Juwita's message later can continue with Nadya.

Bontot: Is this really Nad not really mas?

Ask Juwita to me. He's still typing the next message. Not too long, just a few seconds, after which an image message entered into my WhatsApp message box.

Bontot: 📷

The picture my only sister sent was not very clear. Like a picture taken in a hurry and too much shaking. But there, I could clearly guess the silhouette. The silhouette I was so familiar with even though it was not very clear. It was Nadya's back. The clothes worn by the woman in the picture sent Juwita, is the clothes I chose with Nadya a few months ago when we went to the exhibition event in one of the big malls in Jakarta.

But, regardless of that. There's one thing that makes me feel like I've been hit by a meteor as big as Earth. One familiar figure to me who is not far from Nadya. Is holding hands that look like Nadya, who seemed to run away from something.

I zoomed in on the indistinct image of the man next to Nadya. That's...

The message from Juwita came back. All my focus on the photo shifted to the content of the message Juwita sent. My eyes widened instantly, my heart almost stopped as I read,

Bontot: I saw this in mall A. Yani around 6pm.

Bontot...

...

Ting!

Bontot: I hope I saw it wrong. Because if it's Nadya, she's not alone. He was with a man. They left before I could say hello.

No way Nadya cheated behind my back, right? []

^^^to be continue.^^^

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