You're Not Mine

Trying to Express Feelings

Yoga did not find his wife in the room, not knowing where he was still not concerned. But he was surprised to not find a single thread in their wardrobe.

"Where is Jihan? Why aren't there any clothes here? Back to the village? But where is it? Jihan has no family. Why didn't he tell me to even ask me for permission?"

So many questions were popping up in his head about Jihan's current whereabouts.

"Is it possible that Papa kicked him out? But where is possible. There's no way he's letting a pregnant woman out of this house. Besides, the guilty here is me."

Again Yoga is not able to guess what the main cause of Jihan's departure.

"really troublesome. Just let him go, he'll be looking for me soon. Who else does he have besides me in this world."

Not wanting to worry about Jihan, Yoga packed her things and intended to leave the house. For his parents, let everything settle down by itself. After that, he repaired the relationship between them.

Before long, the car he was riding in stopped right in front of the apartment he used to live with Anna. He dragged his suitcase to the front door.

Regretted? It was indeed terbesit regret in his heart when he saw his parents who were so disappointed with his actions. However, for his relationship with Anna he never intended to end it at all. Not even Jihan thought about her feelings.

Geck, tok, tok.

Chequek.

It seems that women who appear so disheveled but beauty that does not fade are in the presence of Yoga.

"Anna," said Yoga.

"Yoga?" Anna's eyes narrowed sharpening her vision.

Unwelcome to enter, Yoga breaks into Anna's room. Even he immediately broke down his tired body.

"You're here?"

Yoga turned his gaze to Anna, he nodded.

"Why-"

"Have I wanted to sleep, let me rest for a moment." His words cut off Anna's words.

Anna who heard it only let out a long sigh, she noticed the suitcase that was still in the doorway.

It can be surmised that Yoga was evicted from his parents' home. He soon took her to his closet. Even styling Yoga clothes along with the clothes.

He approached the man who lay so soundly in his bed. Soft face yoga.

"Now what about our relationship? I also dream of living with you. Seeing the response of your parents who immediately kicked you out when you found out about your relationship with me. It's gonna be hard going forward."

After watching Yoga for a long time, Anna also settles down right next to Yoga. In fact he leaned his head on the chest of the Yoga field comfortably.

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"You still thinking about your husband Jihan?" Dira asked carefully at Jihan who was seen still daydreaming facing the window of the bus they were riding on.

"It's only been a few hours that I parted with Kak Yoga, it's only natural that I think about it. I'm used to being abandoned by him. But for now, I can no longer see him. I don't know if he has the least bit of sympathy to look for me."

"You doubt your decision?"

"Between yes and no. I'm actually afraid of my life ahead of me. You know I'm a pregnant woman, just to support myself I'm still not sure. I'm just worried about my son."

"You're forgetting or something. It's me here, I'm the one who invited you to do this. The matter of how the future will be, I have prepared everything. Even for where we live."

"Dira, why would you help me? I'm glad that at least someone cares about my life. But don't you have your own business? How about that?"

"You don't have to worry, my parents didn't really demand me for this and that. I'm still young, too, about the place we're going to live in. I have a close relative there.

Even my own parents suggested I go there. Papa has a place to be a business later. So you don't have to worry."

"really?"

Dira nodded confidently. "Yes." Yeah."

"Yes, what matters is that it's time you changed your life. Leave behind habits that only harm you."

"Yes I'll remember it all right."

***

A week passed, Aisyah was so happy to live her days in this village. Just as usual, now he will go to the rice field just to visit his brother's two in-laws or occasionally play there not to forget accompanied by Zara.

From a distance, between doubt and no one seems to want to approach him. Though from last night he had prepared himself to meet with Aisyah. However, for some reason looking at Aisyah directly as if making all the guts within her overflow.

After a while, Aisyah looked like she wanted to return home. But this time he went home alone, Zara still felt at home for a long time in the rice field.

Seeing the opportunity to meet, Ikfi also moved from his activities.

"Wait Aisyah!" Exclaims.

Make the woman with the maroon hijab turn her face. His body seemed tense and nervous to find Ikfi standing right behind him.

"Em, i-yes what's wrong?" Smiling to hide his nervousness.

Ikfi was wrong. He rubbed his neck not itchy.

"Ehm, do you have time now?"

"S-now?" The woman's eyes look wide.

"Yes now."

"All right, what's up?" Staring intensely at the man who occasionally breathed in free air.

Ikfi fell silent, he looked at the entire direction. He wanted to talk comfortably with Aisyah. Not a quiet place but not crowded either.

"We're going there?" Show it in sebrang. They can also enjoy the view of the mountain accompanied by the sound of nature and flowing water.

"Em okay. You go first."

They also walked together but not together. Aisyah kept her distance from Ikfi. They stood a little far away.

Aisyah was still waiting for what Ikfi wanted to say to her. If they had stood for 10 minutes without speaking.

"Ehm," Aisha cleared her throat. He looked around, indeed they were not just the two of them. There are some farmers who are still there with a considerable distance. However, he still felt bad when he saw it.

Ikfi turned his head, Aisyah noticed that this man seemed to take a deep breath repeatedly.

"Hmm, Aisha." His great-grandson, he ventured to see Aisyah's ayu face.

Aisha did not answer, she just looked and inwardly admired how beautiful the sculpture created by God was. His heart was pounding, rhythmically with the breeze that hit the bodies of the two.

Hijab Aisyah immediately waved her eyes. Again again Ikfi was made dumbstruck when slowly strands of yarn showed the natural beauty of the woman he loved.

"Aisha.." He said again with a tremble.

"Yes" said Aisha.

"S-actually, I..."

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