YOU ARE MY PRIEST

YOU ARE MY PRIEST 22

It's been a month, Mas Firman has never greeted me. Is this your trial? Survive this cold family.

Drett... Drett

"Hello" I said from the phone

"Hanum, are you home?" The phone calls something happened

"Yes, what's wrong?" My voice filled the silence "Word is home?" Ask back

"Some, come here if you want to meet him Fat," I replied calmly.

"I'll be there" he said quickly, then closed his phone unilaterally.

No one at home, Mas Firman came out with Ryan for the road, because Mas Firman took a day off and used it with his son. I'm not the one who meddles too much in people's affairs, but I have to do this, why? Ever since Fatimah started talking about what it was, the Word has changed. Not that I was suspicious about them, I just wanted to know what they were talking about.

The door was knocked on by someone outside, I immediately stood up and approached the door. My hand opened the doorknob, the nervous look I was looking at in front of me. Not knowing why, he was so hesitant and nervous when dealing with me.

"Let's go in, and I'll sit down and make some tea" I said sweetly, and she looked at me nervously.

"Word is there?" I asked, I just looked at her sweetly.

"Mas Word just came out with Ryan. Oh yeah you just wait I'll call Mas Firman."

"I'm hunting, Num is it."

I said, "Hurry why? Aren't you always with me?" His face lowered, "What's wrong? Why bow like that? Is something wrong?"

"Num, can the Word get home sooner?"

I smiled obliquely, I stared intently at Fatimah, "What poison are you making? To the extent that my husband is this cold?"

He looked at me confusedly, "What do you mean?" Now his gaze was getting weaker, "You're accusing me of having a relationship?"

I just shook my head softly, "We are both a mother, have children and also a husband," I looked at him so sharply, "What incitement do you make? Until she didn't believe in the slightest bit of me that was almost four years with her! What are you hiding? Specially? Games like what else are you doing? Huh uh?" I growl, my anger can no longer be controlled.

"Brawn!!" Shouted a man who was in the doorway, his gaze was sharp on me, "What are you doing? Whatisthis? Why accuse Fatimah of not being?."

I smiled amusedly, "What isn't? Isn't right? Ever since you talked to him have you changed? And your words changed! Where's the high speech? Huh uh?" My voice is getting hoarse, "Listen! I'm fed up! What other drama are you keeping! I need a father figure for my baby! And now? Hahahaha, what do I get?"

Word's face flushed red, his anger unstoppable, he walked up to me. His gaze was as sharp as an eagle, I gulped my salivary. Right, I'm not that brave.

"Keep well all your words, it does not make me waver to believe the baby you bear is my flesh and blood," he asserted, his eyes still looked at me with hatred, "If you are sick, please go, please go, or should I go?"

Sure enough, he said that so eloquently, "Alright, I'll go! Don't ever look for me! I'm gonna take Ryan and my mom, I'm gonna take care of this kid in the womb all by myself! I don't need anybody!" My feet stepped away, my tears just flowing. I never thought, if he had to say something like this.

All my clothes, without the clothes he bought, were neatly arranged in the suitcase. The diary accompanied me, I never imagined that he would be this crazy. My pace was fast, I didn't look at anyone who was looking at me, a small voice called out to me. I wanted to go back, but it was my decision, he had decided what was best for him and my first child. Although I have to take care of my baby alone, I have no problem with any of this.

*****

I was at my uncle's house, nobody knows. My uncle had just moved, so he couldn't tell my mom about his move.

"Num, what's wrong? Why did you have to move here?" Ask my aunt, when I really felt the disappointment of the incident earlier this afternoon.

"Bi, I beg you, don't tell anyone I'm here. If they're looking for me, I beg you to pretend to be looking for me." Please, smile at my aunt.

"All right, Auntie knows how you feel. Take care of your health, it also affects your baby."

I don't know how else, Mas Firman just decided. My tears keep dripping, unstoppable. I was so sick, every word I spoke to me. I remember very well, how eloquent each pressure was pronounced.

"Mom will take care of you, son, everything will be fine. And meeting with Ryan's sister, Dad, and Grandma."

*****

"Hanum," shouted a middle-aged man outside my room, "You don't want to check your contents?"

"God! I forgot my gynaecology check," I said, then woke up and prepared myself for my gynaecology check, "Yes bi, wait for bi after this I go down." I immediately went downstairs, carrying a small book and also a small bag. My eyes stared at the door, My Uncle and Aunt taking me to the midwife.

"Come on, Num," said my uncle, then took me in his car, "You forgot to check on your son, we're gonna miss the child change in your cage."

My uncle and aunt they haven't been given a gift, and I've been considered like his own son. They're my second family, I think, they love me as much as their own children. And also, they loved Ryan so much when he was born until now. I'm so happy to have a family this comfortable, I'm so grateful.

"It's uncle, the place is here" I said as I stroked my stomach, "Let's go down bi." My feet came down from the car, I was held by my uncle and aunt and entered the clinic. A sense of happiness was engraved on my face, looking at the doctor who had been waiting for me since.

"Come right here ma'am, we'll check ya ma'am," the midwife began to check my condition and also my son, "Alhamdulillah, good healthy ma'am. Keep slalu yes ma'am, at the age of this content is usually vulnerable. So, do not think heavy, the stress is reduced, and also do not move heavy first yes ma'am."

"Yes, thank you" said my last. My uncle and aunt, who continued the doctor's talk, let me out to get some fresh air.

My eyes looked in shock, "Consider?" Whisper to myself. He's with a pregnant woman here, I don't know who it is, whether his wife is different. I no longer pay attention to him, I immediately boarded my uncle's car parked in front.

I stared at my phone, my gaze blankly staring at her black screen for so long. My hand grabbed my phone, my life force pressed until my phone logo was attached to the screen. Menu contents of my phone is shown on the screen, 14 missed calls from Mas Firman and also Mother. I enjoy my solitude so much that I forget them. The pain is still painful, all of it is not intertwined well.

Drett... Dret..

"Hallo" said someone on the phone, my tears dripping. I miss someone from behind the phone, I miss him so much.

"Hanum? Darling?" He said, I can't say anything, my tears want to come down.

"Where areyou? Please can we meet?" He broke the silence, my tears began to pour, I don't know what to say? The pain and longing to be one now.

"Hanum, it turns out you're here" said my aunt, who was about to enter the car, my hand immediately turned off her phone unilaterally.

"Yes bi, I've been waiting here since" I said with a smile. My aunt kissed my forehead, a sweet smile was on her face.

"All right, we're going home?" Asked my uncle, I nodded slowly and smiled sweetly.

******

Beautiful room neatly arranged, this is the room that is now mine, has been here for a week. I can't guess what Mas Firman is going to talk about, I can't hold this cry. True it still hurts, if at that time I was not as weak as yesterday maybe my lips will issue blasphemy so sadistic to him.

"Hanum! Honey I know you're here?" Shouted a man from outside, I never forgot my husband's voice. My eyes were staring at the window with my husband's car there, where could he know? Where from ?

Brakkk...

Breaking the door down loud, my door was smashed by a man I knew. The look of the one who had that longing that I saw right now, she shed tears looking at me.

"Darling, I'm sorry," she stepped forward intending to hug me, "I'm sorry"

"Please stop!" I stepped back to get away from him, "Why come? Go!" My tears are dripping so hard.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you"

"No! You don't like my presence and my son's! Go please!" Please, my palms meet each other and plead with him.

"Look! He's my son, sorry about yesterday!"

"You said this child is not your flesh and blood! Even I swear in God's name, you still don't trust me! You said you'd take me out with the others! You said you made me happy until I really chose you! Why are you coming now?" I said as I sobbed my sobs, "Take your words yesterday, I was so enduring with your cold attitude! I held on for Ryan, and you took Ryan from me, too! Now what? You're not satisfied you hurt me! Enough Mas, I don't want to follow your path! Enough's enough! And please leave! I don't want to see anyone!"

My uncle moved, embraced Mas Firman and told him to leave me. Tears rolled down her cheeks, for some reason? My hate is not recovering. He turned his body, and walked away. "Look! I'll take care of this baby alone!" I hugged myself and my tears were quite heavy.

I don't know why he knows where I am. Why does this hate remain in my heart, that longing gaze is still clearly visible, even though he is not here. My tears fell so hard, my eyes still imagined him coming with a longing.