
Otherside.
In the village next door.See
Rosyanti and Andi argue
something's.
After the incident at Kadir's workshop that afternoon.
Rosyanti always felt bad
in the house.
He doesn't want his life locked up. Andi
locked the door from outside.
I'm his wife not a pet
locked in a cage.
I'm really sorry I've been
leaving my little family.
"Mas Aan's. I'm going out for a minute today.
My needs are exhausted. So I have to
buy it at the minimarket ahead." I said
nervously.
"Catet what do you need! I'll be the one
buy everything. You can't
loitering. Especially to the next village.
I could have thrown the same bomb as my ex
your laki. What's-her-name? MJ ..huhhh snobs
the city's name." He seems to be turning lazy.
"But mas. I am not ashamed to buy my stuff
femininity?" I ask again to make sure.
"Ngapain shame. Buy the wife's needs
alone," he said lightly.
While fixing the location of the shirt collar in
her neck.
"I'm leaving first. You don't
I never thought I could get out of this house
without my supervision!" threaten mas Aan
at me.
He started to walk his feet out of the house.
Krieeekkk....
I heard the sound of a key twisting.
"Caged continues.bosen watch television.
the sosmed play. Though I want to
seeing Annisa my son. Even from far away
it's okay." I muttered alone
sighed.
I thought of a way to get out
this house. Mas Andi this week works afternoon
until night. So the best time for me
out in the morning. When he was asleep
sleeps. An idea popped into my head.
Tomorrow I'll try it. Attempts
get out of this house and see Annisa
my kid.
...----------------...
Adzan shubuh. Aan is not
wriggling from his deep sleep. Maybe he's more
tired from the usual day. Thank goodness she's still
lena's in her sleep.
"Today I have to see Nissa," my inner self.
I wear long-sleeved clothes and
bring a hat to my disguise. I
gotta get out of here. My longing
it's peaked on my son.
I slowly walked out of the room and headed
doorway. I turn the key slowly. Twisted
door knobs. I did it without a sound
the exaggeration. Hopefully he doesn't
awakens.
"Finally, I can breathe the morning air.
that's refreshing." I muttered slowly
while stepping away from home.
I walked the streets this morning. I
step up non-stop. No money in my pocket.
So I walked towards the village
next to it is about 10km.
"Why did Aan change so drastically from
when we first met, huh?.
this is the real character?"
I ask in my heart while thinking
my future will be with Aan.
The sun began to reveal itself.
I haven't been in the sun for a long time.
What a fun thing to be exposed to
morning sun.
...----------------...
Go to the house of Malik.
There is no sign of life outside
homehouse.
"Are they in the house if
morning like gini?" my question is in my heart.
I crossed the street in front of the house
mas Malik's. I looked at that house.
The door knob turned and opened the door
her house. He's out of the house
heating his favorite motorbike.
"Mas malik hasn't changed at all. Stay
handsome as always. His habits
waking up in the morning is the same" I said
single-handedly.
Suddenly he felt someone
supervise. I was just pretending
turn around and walk back and forth.
"The hat I was wearing turned out to be useful as well,"
my inner.
and approached his father while hugging
a doll. His face looks wrinkled.
typical of a child who wakes up from his sleep.
I saw it with a sad look.
I want to run and hug and
kissed face. Nissa looked whining
to his father about something. Her face
changing listlessly. His father began to persuade him
and finally his face started to shine again.
Malik holds Nissa's tiny body.
He really loves Nissa. Idiotically
I used to be jealous of seeing a father.
love son.
Nissa had already run into the house.
Malik began to realize my existence.
I began to look, looking for
busy to not be suspected.
I walked back and forth while
lowered my gaze. Quickening
my steps towards the way home.
Today I am quite satisfied to see
Annisa from far away.
Half-run I walked towards
mas Aan's house. I'm afraid he's already
get up and look for me.
My breaths. My stomach hurts, and
my throat was dry when I tried
running as hard as possible towards Aan's house.
I set my breath. Turn the door knob.
The door, I open slowly. I key
return the door as before.
I breathe a sigh of relief when the sound of snoring
it was sounding from the direction of my bedroom.
That's a sign that Aan hasn't woken up and
not knowing who came out of
this house.
I dry the sweat that appears
as a result of running. I'm walking in the direction
bathroom to clean the body.
"Ti...You're still a long time? I'm peeing,"
yelled Aan from outside the bathroom after
for a while I was in it.
"Just a minute mas..hold ajak ya!"
I said from the bathroom.
A few minutes later. I'm out
from the bathroom. And just go straight
Aan entered without a sound.
...----------------...
"Do I have to make a spare key?
so that I can get out of the house anytime
this is after Aan's work?" my inner
wondered.
I started my morning activities in this house.
What a boring thing. Possibly
if only I could breathe fresh air.
Bored there will not be.
I'll try to persuade Aan again
to let me out of this house.
...----------------...
Evening day arrived.
"Mas....Yanti bosen at home. Time and time again
let me out, will you?" my door to him
in a pleading tone.
"Yes may.later..when but." Answer
slothful.
For a moment I was happy
his words. At the end of his speech, though,
I know it's just hope.
My face turned moody. Mas Aan
I realized the change in my face.
"You want to get out. Wanna get out
where's Ti?" her question broke
stillness.
"Yes around this village.
Since I've never been out here
homehouse. I'm saturated mas," I told him
with an imploring look.
"Later on my day off. We're taking a walk around
this village...how?" bargain me.
"Rather than not going out at all. Yes
I want to go out the same
Aan when the holidays come," I accept the offer.
"Yes, I have to get ready to go.
work. Last night there was a car Mr. Kades in
workshop. Looks like he's a regular
mas Kadir's. So I have to be real
set up that car tonight." Further
while leaving me in the direction
our bedroom to replace
her work shirt.
"Try he's not the same with my sister
Cadets. There's no way he's caught up in the workshop
that," scorned me all alone.
I straightened my back on the chair
this length. Watching and remembering
this morning's incident.
"Annisa, my son."
I looked at it while smiling.