I'm Just a Figurant

I'm Just a Figurant
Ch 46 - Surprising News


My days are ordinary. I'm getting used to living in Malang. Every day my activities are almost the same.


After I finish breakfast, I will go around to agencies, agencies, companies to offer my products. Because I don't have a customer database, I started from scratch.


I visited every elite housing in Malang city door to door. Of course there's a lot of repulsion I get. Naturally, a profession like me will not be able to immediately get the trust of customers. All I had to do was stay consistent and not give up.


Rejected once twice did not make me stop to visit, in the following days I kept visiting until finally they were willing to open the door for me and give me a chance to explain my product.


A month of being an agent of insurance and banking products is quite tiring. Because I'm purely working in the field. But effort will not betray results. I started to get customers, both because of my insurance products sold and banking products. Little by little, many people began to place their trust in me.


Today I'm back to doing a check on the contents. My pregnancy has entered the fourth month. Little by little my lower abdomen began to harden and bulge.


My baby's really not fussy. Though every day I bring hot, motoran, sometimes walking to work but I never get any significant complaints. Just need to eat and eat, then he will be fine.


I was waiting for the queue to snarl. While waiting, I looked at my phone to learn every product I was going to sell.


Suddenly the sound of the television playing caught my attention. Chanel TV was airing a gossip show, and the name Princess D was mentioned there. I'm watching closely.


"Surprising news came from the goddess of beauty known as Princess D. Long unseen on a glass screen, he brought new news that surprised his fans. According to his manager's testimony, Princess D was married. Let's look at the manager's story."


And the screen rotates a woman in her 30s, a short-haired who's staying aloof as Princess D's manager.


"Sir Lusi, is there really news about Princess D's wedding? The news was posted on social media. How did Susi respond?" ask reporters.


"Yes, right. Princess D is married. They're having a wedding abroad."


"When did the wedding happen? Who was he married to? Are they from the artist too?"


"They got married two months ago. No, not from the artist. He's just a regular guy, his girlfriend in high school."


"This is amazing news. So Princess D married her High School boyfriend? What a wonderful story. Rarely does anything like this happen. Why did they get married abroad? Is there a special reason? Or is religious difference a factor?"


"There is a special reason. But not because of religion. They're the faith, so there's no problem in that."


"Sir Lusi, can you give us a little leak about the man? We're curious about the profile of the man who managed to marry our goddess of beauty."


"I'm sorry, for that I can't. The male family did not want the profile of the man and his family exposed. Just get here."


"Sir Lusi, one more question. Where is Princess D? Still abroad what's in Indonesia?"


"They are still abroad. Thank you." Thank you." And manager Lusi ended his interview, leaving the reporters still chasing him with a million questions.


I'm dumbfounded. Cannot absorb that information clearly. My eyes became cloudy, my vision began to blur.


I held on to the back of the chair. Trying to strengthen my body that began to drift. I forced my brain to stay conscious and not fall.


I inhaled the air deeply and exhaled slowly.


"Relax Khansa, calm down. Calm my mind. This kind of news won't make you fall. Calm... Take a deep breath, then exhale..." I'm suing myself.


My body is still trembling. Tears are flowing down the cheeks. I forgot my purpose for coming to that place. I forgot to check the contents.


For two hours I sat in that waiting room with an empty mind. My brain seems to be unable to think. My body was too shocked to hear the news.


I stepped up with a shackle and went to the parking lot. I decided to go back to the hotel. There is no spirit to check the content or scavenge the wind anymore. I just need a break.


I ride a motorcycle daydreaming. But luckily I was not misguided and managed to arrive at the kosan safely.


I broke down and decided to go to sleep. I want to sleep a long time and not wake up again. I feel like dying.


***


I don't know how long I've been asleep, I don't care anymore. I want to escape from the real world and enter the dream world. In my dream, the three of us were very happy.


Yes, I, Alex and our male child are living happily. The boy was very handsome, very similar to Alex. I don't want to wake up from a dream. The dream world makes my life very happy.


We look like a real family. Alex loved us very much. Treat us well. Loving Us. I'm really happy.


My son has a father now. I don't have to be afraid of his future. Now, no one would dare bully him. We have become a whole family.


The three of us were playing in the park. Then the little boy about 5 years old approached me while holding his stomach.


"Ma... Hungry grandpa. Wake up dong Ma... Stomach ache Ma... Wake Ma... Wake up... If Mama doesn't wake up, Adek goes..." The little boy looked sad. He held his stomach holding back hunger. I stroked her head and hugged her.


"Yes, Mama is awake. What do you want to eat?"


Suddenly my eyes were open. The shadow of that handsome-looking little boy disappeared from my sight. Replaced with the dark room of my room.


I wiped my face with both hands. Trying to really wake me up. I turned on the room light and searched my phone.


The time has shown at 02.13 WIB. I've been asleep for almost 16 hours!!


I feel pain in my stomach.


"Nowhhhh!" A sharp pain attacked under my stomach. I stroked my stomach gently. Looks like I'm having a cramp.


"Shhh... Dear... Relax, relax... We'll find some food... Relax..." I poked my stomach, trying to calm him down. The pain gradually began to diminish.


"Good Mom's son... Calm down, baby..."


After my stomach didn't hurt anymore, I ventured to go to the bathroom. I'm afraid of experiencing flecks and losing this baby. I breathed a sigh of relief when I saw nothing in my panties.


"Smart kid... Stay with Mama, son... Don't stay in Mama, baby. You're the only one Mama has, baby... Sorry yes, sorry... Mama was acting stupid. My mother has forgotten and ignored you. Sorry, my dear... Huuu... Hicks..." I wept. Realizing my own stupidity. My stomach started to sound, a sign that the baby wanted to eat.


"Yes, baby, yeah... Let's go get some food now."


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