
After saying goodbye to my cousin, I continued walking towards the parking lot, no matter what was going on in the room, I needed to calm myself down.
I turned on the car engine and immediately I advanced at medium speed.
I don't know where I'm gonna take this car, I don't know where I'm gonna stop.
After traveling far enough, I saw a cafe, seen from the outside, the concept of this cafe is a theme of nature, maybe who has this cafe wants to present something different.
I chose to sit on the edge of the window, because the fence was all made of glass so these eyes were spoiled by a towering hill, what a stunning sight.
My eyes were fixed down, I saw the rabbit garden and there was a saung in the middle of the rabbit garden.
"Mbk, I pesen coffee that has become this cafe and rice and tempe mendoan yes, but brought down, I want to enjoy in the saung that is in the rabbit park, " I asked the waiter of this cafe, with friendly customers this cafe agreed and told me to wait a while.
I went down some stairs, and not waiting for long, I had arrived at the rabbit park, it felt so happy, to be able to play with these rabbits.
"Order is coming!" exclaimed the waiter, carrying my order and at my request, everything was placed in the saung.
The aroma of arabica coffee is striking, making this tongue want to immediately sip it, the aroma is like therapy, because it makes this body relax and forget the pettiness of my life story.
I really did not choose the wrong place, here I can forget all the problems I faced, about Mas Fahri and also Bilqis.
Tempe mendoan who is still puffing smoke, accompanied my afternoon this time, under the sudden rain, making the atmosphere more peaceful, making the atmosphere more peaceful,
"If I could be like this every day," I said softly, perhaps no one heard but a few rabbits who were still faithfully meeting me despite the heavy rain.
Not feeling the twilight came and the evening increasingly welcomed, the sound of adhan was mutual, I finished my afternoon coffee and immediately returned to the hospital . Although it cannot be denied, every time you want to meet them this heart is always slashed.
However, I must be patient and consider this my last time.
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"Where have you been! " mas Fahri cried when I opened the door by saying a clean greeting.
"Find the wind" I said as I dropped my body weight on the chair.
"all this time? " Mas Fahri frowned, why is he, does he not believe?
"Emang why? Is there no Bilqis by your side? "
"Good boy when talking to your husband!" exclamation Bilqis. I don't know, I'm just surprised by this one human being, why is it always impressive if I'm talking to Mas Fahri.
I grunt in annoyance, sometimes blaming fate, why is this all happening to me.
"Sir, you know, my husband is sick, why in staying out, you should take good care of him! " have again.
"Isn't he your husband too, why don't you take care of him! "as much as I can keep my emotions in check, but when the woman spoke, my blood went up.
" I'm sick, Ma'am . He's in recovery, "he said.
" So he fainted, said the doctor he should not have much thought, in order to quickly recover his condition," added Mas Fahri.
" In that case, we are in the same condition, my pain is more than you feel, you entered my household without permission and incised a deep wound and the wound was either until when and also did not know whether it could heal as before or not. So , if I go out, it's only natural, 'cause I need to be alone to maintain sanity! "
Mas Fahri was silent as well as Bilqis, I don't know what was on their minds.
"Well, Sus, thank you, "I said as I turned to the nurse who closed the door.
"When do I go home? " Bilqis.
"I'm sorry, ma'am, you can't go home yet" he said as he removed the hose attached to Mas Fahri's hand.
"But, Sus, if Mas Fahri comes home, I'll come home too! "whimpering, making the nurse exhale violently.
" Don't you, sir, the father's wife that one, a lot of requests, too spoiled and what he said everyone should obey, The father if looking for a second wife mbok yes who pinter little,"omel the nurse.
I who can only watch can only hold back my laughter.
" I'm sorry, Sus, don't interfere with my personal life, "Mas Fahri is starting to get uncomfortable with the nurse, but I like her style of being willing to speak for what it is.
" I'm sorry, sir, "he said farewell to get out.
" Here you go, rest, tomorrow we go home," I'm the one who cheered on Mas Fahri , choosing to sleep on the sofa.
Instead of sleeping, Mas Fahri sat on the edge of the bed and asked me to sit next to him, it was very lazy to feel, especially if Bilqis to see, surely he would ruin the atmosphere.
Mas Fahri patted the mattress, a sign telling me to quickly get up from sitting down.
"I'm sorry" said Mas Fahri, holding my hand.
"Sorry for what, Mom? " if things were still the same as they used to be, I would have held her in my arms and drowned my face in the chest of her field, but , now there is a wall between us that makes me no longer able to do the same thing as before.
"For everything" he said, as he kissed the back of my hand.
"I am sorry, Mas , because of my imperfections, you seek another woman, seeking perfection in another woman." I let go of her hand.
"It's not like that, dear." he said as he took my hand.
"But the truth is like that, I realize, Mas. I'm an imperfect woman. I'm sorry, I, "I stayed away from him to make Mas Fahri look down, maybe the warm beningan had jumped free on his cheek.
"It's not like that, honey, I want us to live happily all three, I promise to be fair," Mas Fahri continued to seduce me.
"I'm sorry, Mom, it's not that I'm against polygamy, but the truth is that I'm just a human being who can't share a body with any woman, "
Mas Fahri looked down again, his hand rubbed his cheek, now I'm sure he's crying.
"If that's what you want, you want polygamy, well, I'll find a woman and I'll vote down we'll meet in court! "
I went from sitting and grabbing the bag on the table and then came out of this room, when I was in front of the room I began to be confused, who was the woman I wanted to make the third wife Mas Fahri, who was the third wife, I just don't want to.
Really this time made dizzy by this problem, I think want to repay the heartache on Bilqis by bringing a bride for Mas Fahri will be as easy as turning the palm, but in fact it is not.
When I was frustrated, I saw a woman who was pensive to herself, I hope that she is really human, not a human being.
I ventured to approach him while reciting a few verses of the Qur'an, just in case, he waited for this passage.
"Lagain, midnight gini sits alone, so there are only two possibilities, he is an astral creature or he is in turmoil,"
"Assalamualaikum, Ma'am, "whether, why my heart beats faster and my feathers goosebumps, hopefully human....