YOU ARE MY PRIEST
YOU ARE MY PRIEST 16
If it comes why not fix it when you leave, if it goes why should you come back
- Siti Hanum Anggraini
A small light brown book has been filled with stories, since his marriage Hanum has changed his old diary. To him all the new things had to be replaced new, his smile widened, the incision in his heart was actually slightly recovered.
His hand moved shifting his new book at the end of a place no one had ever touched. Box containing his used books, he neatly arranged the book and slipped his diary on the sidelines.
Her eyes stared at the reflection of her face in the mirror, makeup so perfect even though it looked simple. He added a hint of pink on his lips, the first scratch gave a sweet impression, the smile rose instantly.
"Darling, are you ready?" tanya Firman shouted a little, he was behind closed doors waiting for an answer.
"Here you go" replied Hanum. He grabbed a small square-shaped bag, draping the rope on his shoulders.
Today is a happy day for Hanum.
Today we're going to my mother's house, I've been waiting for this since yesterday.
"Keep watch beside me remember he still wants you, I don't want to lose you a second time again."
My eyes are glazed over, the Word loves me so much. I remember with a new pen ink that painted on white paper painting my heart with it, he Bagas.
For a long time I had not seen Bagas, he simply disappeared during our marriage and was replaced by the Word.
"Mas, is Bagas still in place?" I said slowly hoping that he would not be angry at my words.
"What are you still remembering is you still ... "
"No. I still doubt we'll go to my mom's house I'm afraid she'll teach us."
"Not us, you are being chased by him his love is still intact. Moreover, he knew that if I became your husband he might take my place. Ah, don't discuss I don't want our son to know in our past, because he still doesn't know anything about life. But, someday when she's an adult I want her to know about this."
I still caught the last expression on his face, I couldn't help but cry seeing him already saying this with his gloomy face.
I'm so grateful to have him now even though he wasn't my hope.
****
Time has passed, the morning has turned into daylight this journey is quite far already 4 hours in the car.
Ryan's still playing in the back, I'm staring at the Word full inside. For 3 years running this I have not seen him at all this seikhlas release me. I don't know exactly how to think about that.
Ah, I'm thankful enough to have it. My mind is full of gratitude.
"You hungry?" ask the Word to face me
"No, maybe, Ryan's hungry?" I asked while looking at the glass in the car expecting a response from my son.
"He sleeps, if you're not hungry you want a snack? We've been in the car for hours and you haven't had breakfast, have you?" Ask me a gentle question, I just answer with a smile.
"All right, I'm going to Alfamart. You wait here, don't go anywhere."
Cup..
He kissed me suddenly.
He walked out slowly, then looked at me with a smile through the car door. How many times have I said I am grateful to have it.
The word of a unique father, sometimes his anger at me is always covered for Ryan's sake. He's a caring person, he's everything. I can't explain the details of how he became a father.
Hc .. tok..
I instantly dispelled my daydreams, my gaze in the car door glass. A piece of paper ? I took it right away.
I don't want to lose you
Latin writing neatly lined up on this paper, my gaze blank. Is this Bagas ? Bagas already knows my status ?
"The color I love you."
My forehead was wrinkled, the sound was right in my ears. My head turned towards that voice, Word laughed loosely looking at my expression at this moment
"I wrote that, so you don't daydream in the car. If I go out you don't daydream, the danger here isn't exactly common, dear," she said, holding my head gently stroking my hair.
"You can't if you're on a whim, can you?"
"Sorry."
****
"Sorry."
"Yes. You bought me if I was hungry" I said, holding the plastic bag he was carrying.
"He's not hungry? How hungry now. Hayo," the god took the plastic bag back away from me.
"Yes, the guy wasn't hungry, and I thought I was hungry all the time. Ih, you are."
His hand was pedaling something in the plastic bag, he kept looking for something in the plastic bag. His face was so panicked back then, I just frowned.
"What are you looking for?" I opened my mouth "you're kind of missing that."
"Hm .. try where." My hand was paddling the plastic bag and he looked at me with a smile.
"What now?" her question made me frown, her gaze I can't guess.
"What?"
"Ryan's still asleep? She hasn't woken up?"
"Ryan's still asleep, why?"
"Now huh? Please."
"What?"
His face came closer to me, I closed my eyes. It may be him ...
"I love you."
"What?" my eyes opened wide, we were still blocked by his nose stuck to my nose.
"Later at your mother's house. Ryan will wake up again. Quickly eat you," he said, then turned his face to me.
"Where? I'm hungry" I said with a childish face.
"Here, eat a lot don't lose the same, Ryan. Yeah, his Mom's thinner than he is, Ryan. Hehe." His laughter made me smile.
"The meat also eats a lot, so you can take care of it, Ryan. If the toy fit mamahnya sita," said ketus
"Yes, I'm sorry, honey. Than Ryan's addicted to gadgets mending he's playing the same game."
"I woke up, Ryan," I said and paddled Ryan.
"Make what? He's still asleep. Let me sleep first I buy food two so later when I wake up directly eat this I bought."
"Yes already." My gaze was off of him.
***
Upon arrival at my mother's house, my heart felt trembling, my gaze not focused anymore.
My head was stretched out, my hands clasped tightly with the hand of the Word.
"You okay?" The Word opens the conversation.
"No, it might just be dizzy."
"Ryan, we've arrived, son," he said, still with a look filled with confusion, he had never experienced this.
"You just carry it, Ryan. I'll hug you from behind" I said.
"If you fall?" He asked sternly and held Ryan in his arms, "You don't get out of control."
"Yes dear."
***
"Assalamualaikum, ma'am."
"Waalaikumsalam, son."
The door was moved from within, I still hugged it tightly. His right hand clasped me tightly behind his back, his left hand hugging Ryan who was still sleeping.
"Geez you've come, son. Quickly enter," said my mother, I'm sure right now my mother's eyes are looking at Firman with a slanted smile that.
"Son Word. What happened to them both?"
"Gini Ma'am, Hanum did not feel well enough to want me to carry but Ryan also slept so yes gini ma'am. Hehe."
"Yes, Ryan, I brought Hanum to my room."
My mom's hand was already paddling Ryan's body, taking over carrying him. Word turned around slowly, then carried me to the room.
"Hehehe," my flirtatious laughter, my face immediately hid behind his chest.
"Why are you laughing? Something funny," he asked in a rather high tone.
"He didn't want to lose me, gini time felt heavy." I said and arched my hand on his neck.
"You're pretending?"
"No, it's just ... "
Suddenly he kissed me on the forehead, releasing his cradle on the bed.
"Now?" she looked at me indistinctly
"Now?" My forehead shriveled quickly staring at the face of the Word.
"I want it now."
