
Deep longing for my husband for two days he hasn't called me either, I'm very anxious and also worried that he might have problems in the region. As long as we were in long-distance contact, it never took off a single day for a video call, because he himself had promised.
I'm lyrically clock that has shown the number nine, anxious thoughts envelop me at this time, until I get cleared to contact him first. I searched the contact number of Angga and called, but his phone was not active making me confused.
"Why is his phone suddenly off?" I was so worried that my heart was beating faster, I was worried about his condition there. Once again I tried to contact Angga mas, I have tried to contact him several times but not connected.
I don't know what to do because my heart isn't calm right now, it's been two days that he hasn't contacted me, not even to reply to a message. There was no other way than to pray to the Creator of the universe, for his only communication was through a now inactive phone haunting my mind.
I looked at the faces of my two children who were fast asleep, I approached them and hugged those who had fallen asleep hoping that my anxiety would soon disappear.
In the morning I used to wake up early and first check my phone, who knows if Angga called me via a short message. But my wish did not come true, not even my husband sent me any message. I was worried that from last night trying to reach him, but his number was still off.
"What's really going on?"
I hurried out of my room and knocked on my mother's door, and the middle-aged woman didn't like it if I woke her up in the morning.
"What the hell is Dance, it's still early in the morning you've been bothering Mother to sleep."
"Mom, I'm now very anxious because from last night the phone was off, this is not what it used to be."
"Don't go overboard, it's possible that the phone is lowbat and does not have time to charge first."
"If everything is done can you leave because I want to continue sleeping! Mother's head is now very dizzy because of you."
"I'm sorry I bothered you."
I immediately left there and immediately did homework quickly, I cooked breakfast. I was still thinking about my husband that made me not focus on cooking, I grimaced in pain when my hand accidentally hit the knife. I pulled his hand into my mouth to stop the bleeding, my heart grew increasingly unsettled and thought about how my husband was doing. I tried to call back Angga mas, again and again his phone number was off.
"What's wrong with Angga? I feel good."
After struggling with my heart and my mind, I continued cooking and after that made brownies and people's cakes. I can't let them down, trying to contact Angga's mas after delivering the order.
An hour had passed, suddenly a phone came in and I picked it up immediately.
"It's me Dance, I'm on a friend's phone."
"Mas Angga, I'm so worried about you why your phone suddenly couldn't be reached?"
"I had an accident on the project, my phone broke so I'm now in the hospital."
"What?"