
"You want instant noodles?" ask Alfi. It was about two in the morning and I forced myself into the kitchen because my stomach was rumbling to be filled. I was surprised to find that Alfi was already there and sitting in the dining room.
I-i refused. "A cup of tea, if by any chance."
She shook her head. "I had coffee" he said.
"OKAY. I can make it myself then." I feel like I want to hurry to the room, but I'm afraid if I offend him. Besides, I was very hungry and I needed my food so I could continue sleeping.
Since becoming pregnant, my need for food has increased dramatically. After two or three hours of eating, my stomach would starve again. It often made me wake up in the middle of the night and look for food. Actually it was not at all disturbing, it was just that night I did not think that Alfi would come down and into the kitchen as well. It felt uncomfortable that we were alone in the middle of the night, especially when our partners were sleeping in the room.
"Want to?" my many. I lifted a box of cereal and liquid milk, then poured it a full bowl for me.
Alfie refused. "No, thanks. I'm full of this noodle."
I nodded while saying okay-nearly without a sound, then put my cereal on the bar table. Mercifully. I don't have to share food and serve people's husbands in the silence of the night. Haddeh. "I think I need warm water more than tea" I said. I took a porcelain glass and filled it with lukewarm warm water.
"Ra?"
Eh?
The way Alfie called my name shocked me. He seemed to be talking seriously. "Yes?"
He's cleared his throat. "May I ask you something?"
All of a sudden, Alfi's serious face made me nervous. I should have woken Reza up and asked her to accompany me. "What do you want to ask?"
"Are you disturbed by our presence? Me and Mayra?"
I'm jumped. Not only did he realize, but he immediately asked blatantly. "What kind of question is that? There's-there's you, Mom."
"I feel that way" he said.
I forced my lips to smile to hide my feelings - that it was true. It's true, I'm disturbed by the presence of Alfie. Alfie, not Mayra. And to be honest, I think the real reason for my heart is: because he's a husband with two wives. My little heart found it hard to accept the presence of polygamous men around me. I tried not to discriminate against him, but it also took some time for the readjustment. I don't know, I don't know if I can.
Damn, the reason I gave you is too much. And that even provoked Alfi to ask a new question. "You still can't come to terms fully with the matter of that time?" He moved to the side that allowed him to look at me.
I'm shaking. "Don't know. But it was clear that the incident was deeply imprinted in my memory. Well, even though I know he didn't do it on purpose. I know, he didn't mean to hurt me. And, I also understand why he's released. I was also wrong, my words at that time were outrageous. But yeah, still, Mom. Her name is a woman, a wife, slapped by her own husband, let alone in public. The pain is many times over."
Huh! My eyes closed and I shuddered, trembling. I still felt the pain of that slap when I remembered it. Though I was also often emotional and also slapped Reza several times, even I had to stab him, but still, one slap Reza was very impregnated in my memory. Even Ihsan had already avenged Reza by beating him all out, but it also did not make that one slap pay off.
I cleared my throat, then caught my breath. "Not to mention, my extended family's view of him is now so minus. I'm even ashamed of all of them for the viral video. I also did not dare to go back home. How can I bring Mas Reza before them? I also don't know how to make them forgive me. You know, I do lack the affection of a father, but my extended family loves me like their own nuclear family. Especially my cousins, they're still mad at Mas Reza."
"Lantas, what brings you back here? Frankly, we're all curious."
I erased for a moment the tears that turned out to have been dripping. "Salsya" I said. "That day Salsya came home, she was looking for Mas Reza. Frankly, when Mas Reza didn't see me again, I thought he was married to Salsya. But Salsya came to look for him. For some reason, my feeling is that Mas Reza isn't really going anywhere. That's why I came here. And. to be honest, Mas, on the one hand I'm very happy because he's trying to avoid Salsya. But on the other hand, I couldn't bear to see the situation, eating it until it wasn't taken care of." I'm silent for a moment. "Oh yeah, you know, when Salsya came, she asked for my blessing. He said he really wanted to get married on a special date for them, January eleven."
Alfi looked surprised I knew about that date. He took a deep breath and exhaled loudly. "I'm sorry. It's because of me."
I'm shaking. "I don't blame Mas Alfie. The past can't be changed, right? It's just, I'm worried that Salsya can pull my husband back into their past memories."
"I don't think it's possible" said Alfi shortly after knocking his empty glass on the table.
I'm nodding. "Hopefully," hope. "But the January eleven is in sight. We don't know what Salsya will do that day. And how will Mas Reza respond to it. I'm a little worried-"
"I'll remind him not to do anything stupid anymore."
"Thank you." I clasped the glass with both hands, the warmth of the porcelain calmed my hands.
"Need help to finish that cereal?" Alfi chuckles. "Just kidding. Eat, or your two little bodies will starve."
I smiled at him. "yeah. They always wake me up in the middle of the night."
"I think it's like his father's custom." Alfi's laughter immediately boomed.
This time I laughed.