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Bringing my husband home

I saw the clock that showed at one o'clock in the night, but Angga had not come home yet made me worry about him, not usually my husband had not come home. I always glanced at the clock on the wall, anxiety creeping over me. 

I took the phone on the nightstand to contact him, the phone he broke was fixed because I was responsible for damaging it. Wish I could call her now, but her phone accidentally left my blood boiling. 

["Mas, pick up my phone!"]

I sent him a short message on the green app, even looking double-checked which means he's still active. I contacted him again but this time using a video call, I waited for him a long time but the one who raised was not Mas Angga but someone else. 

"This is Angga's cell phone, why I picked up your phone." I asked a little annoyed. 

"Oh, it turns out you're Angga's wife, beautiful too." 

I was very upset and angry, how dare that man tease me using my husband's phone. 

"Where's my husband? I want to talk to him!"

The man in the phone laughed out loud as he pointed the camera at the tepang Angga mas, seeing his friend made me believe that my husband was drunk with his friends. 

"Send me the location, I want to pick up Angga!" 

Again the man laughed in half his consciousness, several times he praised me and asked me to be his wife. I was more disgusted with the man, I saw that the man seemed like a new friend of the Angga mas I just saw this time. 

As soon as the phone connection was cut off unilaterally, several times I screamed almost waking my children up. I was angry, annoyed, and also irritated with my husband, instead of helping me even making it harder. 

I'm trying to trace Angga's mobile number, hoping to find his address. Before leaving I saw the faces of my two children, not having the heart to leave them but circumstances forced me to. 

At one night, my hair goosebumps because of the quiet atmosphere around the adrenaline rush. But all that is no longer meaningful when considering the condition of the unconscious Angga mas, instead of looking for increasingly difficult economic solutions even make the problem that makes me even more angry with him. 

I ventured into the forest with a cell phone flashlight, the GPS address indicated here and hoped no snakes would pass by. 

From a distance I heard laughter, I was sure that there was an Angga. I walk alone, praying that I will always have the protection of the Almighty.

Suddenly both my eyes widened in shock when I saw the condition of Angga mas trying to get up, I immediately ran to help him stand up. The other two men seemed to be surprised by my arrival, they shouted at me as well as Angga.  

I did not reply to their words and was more concerned with taking my husband away from there, a hut by the river that had to pass through the forest first, I went to carry his body in a half-conscious state. 

It made Angga mas very upset because I was bullied by one of the men who became his drunken friend, there was a fight between them until I tried to help when I saw the wood that was the size of a wrist. I beat those who dared to mess around, drunkenness made me win the fight. 

Arriving at home, I laid the body of the Angga mas. Although I am angry, it cannot be denied that he also cares about me. 

"Our story is very unique, Mommy." Overshipped.