Don't Love Me Again
Misi

" ha hello father I did not hear your words maybe the network here is problematic or my pulsation has run out hello halooo"

Irfan turned off his phone and left my sight, but I didn't want to let him go without answering my question

" i want you to answer my question"

" what a win are you not kasian to me so keep bothering me I want to sleep soon"

" wait, I just want to know why the end of this you often come home late"

" hmm suspect you keep having a gap for trust again the same I win?"

" it's not like that, but I just want to know if your work is going well in papa's office"

" of course very smoothly is there anything you want to ask again win?"

" i do exist"

" what?"

I took a deep breath in I wanted to ask about the money papa deposit like this time mas irfan berbobong about it

" mum about papa's money..."

" oh money deposit papa you would want to ask if the money you can use is of course you can use it unfortunately you can use it until it runs out after all 5 days I payday of course the money is more than it's not enough that you don't give it back to me it's your right I won't get angry anyway"

Said mas irfan cut my question while rubbing my head which was still covered by the hijab I was wearing.

" yes, baby I want to shower and sleep but I do not want you to disturb so I will lock the door to your room just take care of our child so that at midnight if he wakes up you can take care of it directly without needing to cry until I wake up my beautiful sleep. Good night and good night win the good dream"

Follow the words of Irfan mas to me who then thrust his right hand to kuciumi before he went to sleep.

" yes, good night I won't bother you tonight huh"

My chimps on the irfan mas that seemed to yawn in front of my face

" thank you for your understanding win"

I always had no courage when mas irfan was gentle with me as much as his mistake even though a tall mountain soared into the sky was meaningless to me when it received sweet attention from mas irfan.

" well, I'll pack all this food in the fridge so I can warm it up tomorrow morning and then I'll sleep together with my sweet little son, you know, I'll sleep together,,, uhhh gemes once you want when you are asleep want to feel mom make your cheeks batter so mom can fulfill it as she pleases mom"

I have always loved to speak with inspiration even though he would not reply perfectly but now for me the best support for me is my son of inspiration

Immediately I packed some food into the refrigerator and slightly washed the dishes I was wearing earlier by changing the position of inspiration behind my back so that he was not exposed to splashes of water

" h, it's all done"

My view looking for the clock is at what number it turns out the clock still shows itself right at 21:22

" huh better now that I'm asleep just keep the inspiration of waking up at night I'm afraid he'll wake up my exhausted husband"

Step by step I walked towards the room of inspiration when passing my room of course our room steps stopped.

" it seems I heard the voice of mas irfan who was he talking to?"

I knocked slowly on the door of the room where he slept but there was no answer from inside his room.

" are you sleeping?"

I tried to get him to talk to make sure that mas irfan was really sleeping. Kuayunkan doorknob with the intention of opening the room door but..

" loh the door is locked tumben mas irfan ngunci room. Ah mostan mas irfan is afraid I disturb because I do not always want to share the story about today must be very tired so do not want to be disturbed, he said, I better go to the inspiration room so as not to make noise in front of my husband's room.

I untied the long cloth that became the key to the sling and laid the inspiration on his bed of course with my body that was also tired of lying on the bed of inspiration, these eyes began to set while the soul began to enter the dreamland

* inspired cry*

The sound of the cry of inspiration echoed in the ears of windi who slept near the body of inspiration, suddenly he immediately calmed the inspiration lifting his body and walked towards the kitchen to take milk in the refrigerator with eyes that look still narrow because they still feel sleepy.

" huh really hard to be a mother almost every mallem gabisa sleep because of the cry of a child"

I complained as I walked back to the room of inspiration.

I stopped my steps back in front of the irfan mas room door to make sure he was asleep or not but there was no sound from there

quiet..

Only the sound of the small mouth of inspiration was sucking milk out of its milk bottle

I finally got my foot back into the room of inspiration, but it seemed that milk could not bring inspiration back to sleep so I let him play in the room with the room locked from the inside so that he could not leave the room when my eyes could no longer keep him because of the overslept yes it is common for me as a mother who is exhausted

I let him play with his favorite toy the blink of my eyes monitor the movement of the inspiration pacing back and forth in the room moving the neat stuff into a back of the rags but what my day could not possibly forbid playing let alone scolding him I just let all the poranda damage until finally my eyes closed again and entered another realm

03.30

The sound of the dawn prayer echoed me about the inspiration I had left myself because my tired eyes, I opened my eyes slowly it felt like glue stuck

I was looking for inspiration that turned out to be lying on the carpet with his toys but I realized that at the end of my eyes was wet

"what makes me cry in my sleep why are my eyes wet?"

I knit my forehead very vigorously hoping to immediately remember the incident yes it did not take a minute I managed to remember it

" mas irfan why can I dream of mas irfan sitting on bail with another woman while I just cry next to the bride. This must be because I think too much about the events of this final event that makes me think hard until the bad thoughts that enter into my dreams though.

" god give the servant peace"

The end of this is always my mind goes around without clear direction of destination. I held the sleeping inspiration onto the bed and immediately went to the bathroom to cleanse the body.

Water at dawn feels very refreshing to the body. Wake up eyes that are still sleepy and strengthen the bada to be ready to face a new day.

After that I went straight to the musolla room and immediately performed worship and went to the mas irfan room to wake him up for prayer

The sound of knocking on the door I continued to sound up to 4 minutes I knocked and called his name still no answer.

I rushed into the room to charge the phone that was not loaded yesterday.

When my phone turns on some notifications pop up on the lock screen. Including chats from mas irfan today? At 02.30?

Hunt me to check the contents of the chat

" win sorry I had to go out of town. Last night I forgot to tell you I was with my coworker, only two days. I want to take a vacation with my high school friend first and I ask you please don't tell dad about this yes if you ask please you allow the pain to go to the office, see u windi"

Huffttt

" why mas irfan is not frank with me if he forgets why he did not wake me up and about dad I will certainly handle but how can he forget about it like a thing that is not maybe"

Tired of this heart to keep thinking positively about all the things I want to spill all the things that make me stranded alone is very torturing me!

For a moment I can not live today thinking if today I can not how about the next day that I do not know easily difficult who knows tomorrow will be given ease even happiness is not expected of the creator.

" strengthen your servant, O God"

I looked up at the sky of the room of inspiration with a little pensive imagining what fate would I live if I continue to think ugly about mas irfan let alone to collapse my relationship and mas irfan certainly inspiration will be so victimised. I don't want inspiration to be the victim of misunderstandings that are just a guess

" what city would you like to go outside"

Check two ashes scattered on the screen of the phone maybe he was busy to not pay attention to his phone. But I keep waiting for a message from mas irfan notif I want to know where he will be with his friends

A few minutes passed I went back and forth to see the cooking content and also checked the whatsapp message notification from mas irfan while watching this cooking content make me hungry to see the results of the cooking aghhhh better I ate the rest last night"

*kitchen*

" hmmm the rice is a little hardened but I'll take in the middle of it there's no way I'll cook again who will eat anyway just me and the chicken and soup I just heat for breakfast until night surely I can save money and can replenish my savings that had stalled"

After all the food is ready I immediately eat it certainly begins with the first basmalah reading5

After the stomach that had been rumbling earlier and now it was fully filled I went from the dining table to tidy up the rest of the food into the refrigerator and wash the dirty dishes.

After that I took the dirty clothes to put in the washing machine while sweeping the house

06.30

" aghh finally everything is finished now I will accompany the inspiration to sleep alone hehe after all irfan mas does not exist so I can use this time for healing even though just playing mobile phone because of a normal day if mas irfan came I do not feel good playing mobile phone in front of him I do not want to make mas irfan suspicious of me

* hp* vibrating sound*

" maybe a message from irfan"

I tried to check the message on the phone screen but the father's number was there

" win your husband where you are"

" he's sick well I forgot to get permission to dad"

" oh yasudah he usually permission used to be the same father so now kogada fear him why do not you mean father win"

" yes, hehe"

" dad's son ate?"

I rearranged the food that was already in the fridge to the dining table and took pictures of it to send to dad

* sent photo*

" thank God my father's son has eaten"

Whenever my father communicated with me I always felt like he was his 7-year-old son, even though he took care of me without my mother's help since I was born, I don't know where mom disappeared from, and I don't even want to answer her and cover my mouth with her palm so I stop asking where mom is

" yes, thank God"

" yasudah father will walk first in father's office. Don't forget the 10-jut money is spent in 2 days"

Huh ten million? Then irfan gave me only 2. Where is the rest of the money

I have to contact mas irfan right now I have to ask firmly mas irfan

I'm not questioning the money but why he had to lie like this for what money was I had to find his own ta