My Husband
Part 1's

"Zahraaa, open the door!!"

I who was called just be quiet. I was busy putting my clothes in a small suitcase.

To go home to my parents today is impossible. But, to stay one roof with Mas Jaya it feels like my heart is reluctant.

Mas Jaya kept calling me.

"You've been quieting me for two weeks.. Come on, Zahra, open the door "

With a heavy heart I opened the door.

" What does this suit mean in a suitcase?" Ask her astonished.

I remained silent at the moment when he asked like that, and remained busy with my activities.

I realize what I'm doing right now is not a good thing. But what is the power as a human being, I realize this is my weakness, a young enough age is not able to stem the selfish attitude in me.

" Where you go I'll come. As a husband I will never let you go alone. "

I, who heard his words, turned to him.

" If you think I'm a wife, you shouldn't keep a lot of things to me. "

" To let you know, I want to accept you as a husband, because I admire your personality.

As long as I live with you, I feel the tenderness of your attitude, your maturity, I feel that you are different from most men out there, but there are too many things you hide from me.

And the thing that shook me the most when you brought Miss here !!" I said with emotion and kept putting my clothes in.

" And I still won't let you go in this state, let alone alone.

Right now I know you're emotional, I know you don't want to be bothered by anyone, precisely because of your circumstances, I'll never be far from you" he said trying to convince me.

I still don't listen to his words.

" Zahra." he called me while patting me on the shoulder.

" You can't bother me!"  hardikku.

not the anger I got, instead she smiled at the moment I raised my eyes to her, and rebuked her like that.

" You are more beautiful than that" she said with a smile, then rubbed my head, and left me.

After the dawn prayer, I decided to leave the house. Besides Mas Jaya this morning must have been in the market.Taxi who will take me to the terminal has been waiting for me in front of the house.

"Goodbye, my. I think you'd be happier without me"

It didn't take long for me to wait for the bus that would take my steps to a village under the foot of Cermai Mountain.

I can already imagine a small village with a expanse of rice fields, the cold and fresh air, at least in the house of my grandmother and grandfather, will make me calmer...

The conductor's voice called out to the passengers, like the rhythm of a song that made the person who heard it feel hypnotized to follow his shout.

While waiting for the bus to go, I carefully heard the song that the driver had lit. Slowly the bus I was riding walked...

I took a breath to relieve a little of my breathing even though it did not feel tight, but the chest felt like there was a heavy burden.

All along the way somehow my mind always goes to my husband. Why can't her figure disappear from my shadow, considering the incident when she said Miss is her child, is enough to make me feel sick.

"You have to be strong Zahra, you can't cry, there's nothing to cry about. There's still a better tomorrow" comfort my heart...

The wind, and the sound of music made me unable to resist sleepiness. Slowly and surely my eyes began to close.

I woke up because the bus stopped, to raise another passenger, I saw next to me was sitting a mother who was sleeping with her child.

I glanced at the clock in my hand. Hummm long enough also I slept.

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As soon as I got off the bus, I felt a different air... Fresh air, far from pollution.

The trees lined up neatly and the length of the stretch of rice fields stretched out, making me feel as if I was in the paradise of the world.

I immediately went to the existing ojeg base, I just stepped a few steps, I was surprised by the sound of the motor horn behind me. When I looked, I saw a face that was no stranger to me....

"You?!" My word.

" Come on the ride, baby. I told you that I would never let you go alone. " Grabbing a small suitcase I carried.

" How did you know I was coming? " Say me after I got on the bike in that crisp voice.

As always... My words and questions will never be answered, and his speech will turn to nothing else.

" You're good at finding a place for us to mix, baby. The atmosphere of the village is beautiful. We're gonna be shamed for a long time, baby??? "  he said with a big smile.

" Don't fantasize about you!" I said pissed

I heard he was just laughing.

As long as I sit behind him I don't say a word...

I just listened to the humming of the song he was singing along the way, and a few times I saw him sneezing.

His voice began to change like someone who was suffering from influenza.

As soon as I got to the front of the house, I got off the bike and went into the house looking for Akki and Nini (that's my call to the parents of my mother), but I didn't find them in the house.

Maybe they're in the fields I thought.. I saw Mas Jaya put my suitcase in front of the door, after which she sat on the steps, and I started to see her cold, while rubbing her palms together.

"Drink, while it's still hot" I put ginger tea on it.

Soon he drank it, and he did not forget to say thank you.

" Will there be no one at home?"  ask her.

" maybe they're in the rice field" I replied as I walked into the house. I looked back, I thought he would catch up with me, but he did not move out of his seat.

As soon as I cleaned the room, my instincts as a human were still there, I could not bear to see him cold like that.

After I finished cleaning the bed, I immediately approached Mas Jaya to tell her to come in and rest.

" Well, why are you still sitting there, come in "I grabbed his hand, his fingers were cold, his face was a little red, and he was flushed, I brought him into the house and immediately went to the guest room in this house, and told him to rest.

" I know you're tired, take a break " 

He immediately broke his body. Then I decided to leave him. Just at the door he called out to me in a weak voice.

" Zahrah.." 

I who was called immediately looked

" Hemmmm... What's wrong? "

" I'm hungry Za, I haven't eaten this morning " 

" break up, I'll make some food for a while, when I'm done I wake up Mas" I try to smile.

Although this heartache is still there, but, seeing his condition like this, I also feel pity.

I just cook with the ingredients, thankfully there are some vegetables that I can make soup, to warm the body, there is tempeh that I can fry, and some chili fruit that I will make sambal.

After all I was done heading to the room, I saw Mas Jaya was already asleep. Before building it, I tried to hold his forehead. My feeling is right, she has a fever.

" Well... " Call me with a slight shake of his body.

After she opened her eyes I invited her to eat.

" I'm sorry, I fell asleep, did the barley cook? "

" I only make vegetable soup, and fried tempeh only" I replied.

I immediately prevented him from waking up "Mad here, let me bring his food here, you seem to be less healthy"

" I'm okay, Zahra"

I took a breath and threw it away slowly... "All right" said my heart.

"I'm sorry for leaving the house without your permission. I just wanted to calm my mind." I said without looking at his face.

He just kept silent, and kept holding my finger, while heading out of the room.

" You just get the rice, I want to look back first" as he walked back.

" We just eat outside, it seems that outside is more comfortable swasa, while looking at the expanse of rice fields. Help me get all of them.. " His words came to me, as he lifted up the rice basket, and the vegetable place.

" Outside the cold, you'll get sick."

" Come here is better for sure, and I told you, I'm just hungry" he said after he was outside.

I immediately followed him, I saw that he was sitting cross-legged on the couch behind the house...

" Here sit down. accompany me to eat here " While he's spooning his rice dishes.

" Are you hungry what doyan mas?? "  I saw him eating so voraciously, he added.

"Today your cooking feels good, coupled with beautiful scenery and accompanied by an angel, so I'm excited"

" Is it because the salt is too much until you eat like this? " insinirku...

" Oh no Za... today not excessive salt, why do not you eat? You haven't eaten either, have you? here eat, I bribe" he said trying to bribe me..

" Eat, spend, see you eat only I am happy "I said, pushing his hand trying to resist.

" Come on once, even though this happens only once in my life, at least I've been feeding you" With a slightly raised smile she said that.

I could not refuse his request.As soon as the food entered my mouth, I felt the taste of my cooking that I could not imagine.

" How does it feel?" he smiled and raised his eyebrows.

" Anyep" I said...

He and I laughed together...

Finish eating me and Mas Jaya Salat Zduhur together. After that I told him to rest.

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Just two days I was in this village, Mas Jaya already has many friends. Even Akki Kupun was very happy for him. It was easy for him to get along with others.

" Your husband is a good guy to hang out with Zahra, Akki is happy with him, even Mr. Lurah is his friend when in the City.

They are now trying to create a program where the harvest of the people here can be sold at a decent price. "

Said Aki Rahman that afternoon as we sat down for an afternoon of warm tea and boiled bananas.

" Are you right Ki? " Tanya I don't believe...

" Your husband is a good person, said Mr. Lurah at the same time Akki, even Mr. Lurah also said , if Grandson Akki is a lucky woman can win Jaya's heart"

I who heard Aki talking like that was only able to reply with a smile.

That afternoon I was advised a lot about married life, hard to enjoy, and the tests.

I who heard it could only be silent.

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I heard Mas Jaya's cell phone ringing, while she was in Mushollah for Isya Prayer. At first I didn't pay attention but because the call was always repeated, I finally picked up the phone as well.

I have not yet said my greetings, I heard the voice of a woman with a slightly panicked tone of voice.

He said that Miss is sick, and asked Mas Jaya to come and accompany him, after which the phone from sebrang was closed without me saying anything.

Just now I was trying to set my heart, it suddenly broke back.

But this is probably one of the tests in my household midwife.

" So HP Mas reads, because it is not just one call so I lift" said after Mas Jaya returned from mushollah...

" Oh, it's okay" as she spilled her body next to me.

" Wouldn't you know from whom? "

" Who is it from?? " Task her back.

" She said Miss is sick, I haven't had time to talk to her, but she's her mother, because I heard she's so panicked"

" There will be people who take care of it, anyway if Miss sick will be taken to a doctor who usually handles it" he said with a smile..

In this situation, he responded calmly, even when his son entered the hospital he could still calm down. What kind of old man does he think I am.

I who sat beside him and saw the calmness of his attitude could only shake my head.

" But miss your son, he must need you so much"

" When are you ready to be my wife, and ready to be the mother of my children?" The reply.

" Sleep Mas, it's night" My country broke down my body, and turned its back on him. I saw Mas Jaya rise from the sleeping quarters and turn off the lights.

My mind drifted on Miss, that sweet and tiny boy is currently sick, he has nothing wrong with me, I have no right to be angry with him.

What his condition is like now. I can only pray that he's okay.

I turned to face Mas Jaya, I saw her putting both hands under her head. I know he's not asleep, I feel like he's thinking about something.

I looked at his face carefully, a little surprised when I saw a tear in the corner of his eye.

He slowly tilted his body to face me, and I tried to close my eyes.

I felt her thumb rubbing my cheek gently, I knew at that moment she must have been looking at me. Shortly after that I felt him kiss my forehead.

" I'm not afraid you'll find out about me, but the thing I'm afraid you'll leave me. I love you. I love you so much, Zahra. "

He said slowly, while peeping my forehead back.

Slowly I felt his finger grab my hand, and then carry his chip.

My heart is really full of it.

This morning, Nini invited me to the market to buy less kitchen equipment. The market here is only once a week, ranging from food vendors, clothing, and household appliances.

I intend to buy two sweaters for Mas Jaya, again coolly I choose, a young mother with a very beautiful appearance greeted me kindly.

" I'm sorry, are you really Ms Zahra, Jaya's wife, Granddaughter Ki Rahman???"

" Yes, sorry whose mom??? "  i wondered, and tried to smile at him.

" I'm Mr. Lurah's wife, I did not think it turned out that his wife Jaya was young, beautiful again. I and Mr. Lurah are friends of Mas Jaya when we both studied in Jakarta.

Unfortunately, Jaya stopped in the middle of the road. He was forced to do so from college for no apparent reason. From the rumors that circulated he was expelled for not wanting to marry the daughter of one of the officials of this country who was in power at that time. Since then we have never met again. " Tell him while remembering the past.

I wanted to ask him a lot of things, but I abandoned my intention to see Nini coming towards me. A little stale with Bu Lurah, we finally came home.