Missing Room
Episode 68's

The ringing of the cell phone made me distracted. I wiped away my tears that were still welling up in my eyes, then grabbed the phone that was on the nightstand. After I saw Mama's name on it.

"Yes Ma" I said in a voice that sounded raucous even though I tried to make a speech trying to normalize the voice.

"You cry An?" my mother spoke with a worried voice.

"Sir Ma. My condition is no longer good," I said trying to deny, accompanied by me moving slowly sitting on the edge of the bed with legs dangling to the floor.

She sighed and said, "You're sick again. What the hell are you thinking? During pregnancy is also just at home not doing anything?"

"Anna doesn't know Ma" I said.

Now it's Mama clucking. "During pregnancy take care of your condition. Watch your mindset also keep eating patterns." Mama sighed then continued her sentence, "Mama actually wants to go to that side of you and Aqila. But Papa's condition is also not possible for Mama to stay."

"What's sick Ma?"

"High cholesterol, yesterday it was taken to the doctor just need treatment. Soon it will recover, too" explained Mama who made me a little worried.

"Is Anna the only one there then Ma. Mama and Papa are just the two at home, surely Mama's hassles as long as Papa's sick."

"You don't have to worry, Pras has worked two people at home to help as long as Papa is sick. What Mama is worried about is precisely you, Mama is sure you are sick because ngeyel is also stubborn. You are married, the responsibility that Mama and Papa have passed to your husband. So as long as what your husband says and commands is good, yes you obey. Don't think strangely, your husband is good" Mama's light made me speechless unable to respond.

But in my mind I question, the kindness that Mama mentioned earlier seemed to make me think that it was a form of gratitude that Mas Pras did for Papa because of what Papa had done in the past for the Mas Pras family.

And I am increasingly convinced that my presence here is only a reciprocal as well as a mere escape.

Now I'm shutting my mouth trying not to make a cry as long as the phone connection is still connected, while Mama continues to give advice and honestly I just drown in my own thoughts.

But soon there was a knock on the door, until I started talking to Mama if someone was looking for me. After the phone connection was cut off I asked someone outside to come in.

"What's the Bik?" I said after wiping away the tears that had soaked my cheeks.

"I'm here to drop off my friends" said Bik Mar and now Nisa and Vera showed up after the door opened wide.

My smile rose with Nisa who spread her arms closer towards me to embrace me. "You know I miss a lot, long time no see," he said, hugging me tightly and nodding his head over his shoulder.

"Geez, get thinner, but turn to her fat belly" Nisa commented as she pulled away while paying attention to my appearance from head to toe.

I responded with a smile and wiped the watery corners of my eyes.

"Then Bibik stayed first" said Bik Mar saying goodbye and closed the door.

I saw Vera put two papper bags on the table, then approached me. "Ripid?" guess he's sitting next to me

I pulled the corner of my lips to look at Vera then burst into her arms and came back crying shedding all the stifling feelings in my heart.

My two friends who understand that I have a problem, now they try to remain silent by giving me a chance to cry first until I feel calm by myself.

The pats on my back and the replies to Vera's embrace seemed to give me little by little calmness, until I slowly withdrew and began to regulate the breath that should be more stuck.

"Surprise" Nisa said looking at me with a forced smile.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" I said, staring at the two of them in turn.

"Because you look messed up" said Vera looking at me intensely.

I pulled the corner of my lips trying to smile in response. "I'm definitely ugly" I commented.

"Quite apprehensive" said Vera again who was still attached to look at me, I knew she was waiting for my explanation. But now I bite my inner lip and smile bitterly.

Vera nodded her head and she said, "Old time we didn't go out together, how about the three of us walk?"

"Yes, I think we really need to take this one a walk," said Nisa assented. "Yes there change clothes we wait for" he said, telling me to prepare myself.

Half an hour later I came out of the room with Vera and Nisa. But before I left, I took the time to send a message to Mas Pras asking for permission to leave the house for a while.

When I arrived at the guest room I saw Aqila was busy with her toys, but when I saw that I was wearing a different look that was neater clothes she began to stand closer to me.

"Where's mom? Kila's coming?" he said the one that pulled the end of the dress, the one I was wearing.

"Mama wants to go out for a while, Aqila is home, yes" I said trying to persuade her but Aqila pouted and shook her head. Strongly squeezing the tip of my clothes insisted on coming along.

"It's okay to take it," said Nisa who is now squatting to align her height with my daughter. "Mama's mom, same Auntie?" nisa said by holding out both her hands intending to carry Aqila in a sling.

Aqila nodded and turned to accept Nisa's hand to carry.

"Nepotin isn't it?" I said convince my friends.

"So, even our streets become exciting," said Nisa who kissed my daughter's cheek.

I nodded and turned to ask Siti to prepare some of Aqila's needs, including the formula milk.

After Aqila's luggage was ready, we started to prepare to leave with the car driven by Vera. On the way we began to talk, not infrequently Aqila who sat with me in the back seat chattering was followed by Nisa and also Vera.

"So we met your husband before meeting him in the room. Do you guys have a problem?" asked Vera who glanced at me from the front view.

I frowned back at Vera, who was focused on looking back at the street. "So when you got here to meet Mas Pras, then did you have a chat?" say ask.

"So. As soon as we arrived your husband immediately sent me and Vera upstairs to meet you," Nisa said, making me now swallow a lump of saliva in my throat.

I leaned my back against the car seat. That means Mas Pras knew that I was crying, my mind.

To be Continue

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