Missing Room
Episode 74

I had actually woken up from earlier, but I had retreated to get away from my current position. Where it's not like last night, when I first opened my eyes, what I saw was the chest of the field.

My eyes then moved again and I realized there were two arms encircling my body. One was tucked into my nape and the other was above my waist, while the baby in my belly was in the middle.

I don't know what time it was, but clearly the faint morning sunlight came in through the window. Until the moment I slightly raised my face I could see the lines of his face.

He was the man whose age was far above me whom I always called old.

Those words just slid through my heart, making me look at her again and again. Then I remember Nisa's remark yesterday, If Mas Pras holds the status of widower there will certainly be many women who want to queue.

Coupled with what Bik Mar said suddenly also began to ring in my mind that is, "Any parent would be willing to offer his son to the person in front of me."

I looked again and there was not a single bad thing on his face. He is like a person in general, has eyes, nose, lip line and face that is spelled out and confirms that he is a man who is an adult.

I have always said that the way I live is never fair. Marriage with him is a compulsion. And I don't know what else I think this time that makes those reasons as a fortress between us.

After all, now we only have two months between us, and that means soon we who are here will be apart. Then I will start my new life, and then what would Mas Pras do without me?

Will there be other women like Nisa and Bik Mar say, or Mas Pras will return with women in his past after opening his true identity and surely everyone will be ready to accept it. Then my son, will they call another woman's name their new Mama?

I also shook my head weakly with eyes that began to heat up. My chest was so tight and just as I was about to pull my hand to hold back the rest of it was precisely Mas Pras body started to move. As much as I could, I held myself back and pretended to close my eyes again, hoping that he would not be aware of my present attitude.

Before long I felt himself starting to move back slowly to pull his arm from my body then I knew what happened next was that he got up and left me.

The thoughts that were just now slowly sprung up. Sparks of fear made my body cool.

Would I be happy to be separated from them? So I think the answer is no, I will not be happy or I will not be willing if my two children call another woman Mama.

My chest feels more and more. The issue I was holding now gradually became a cry that was difficult to control. My tears were flowing more and more with my body that had been shaking violently, I was crying and did not care anymore with the ones around.

Until—without me realizing an arm felt turned my body to face him.

"Anna are you having a bad dream?" he said and from my blurred eyes I could see flashes of worry and anxiety that he showed me.

I didn't flinch and when Mas Pras started trying to help me wake up, I pulled his body strong to be able to hold it.

And in my arms and my sobs, I tried to speak even with a stammering tone. "I'm sorry... Anna apologizes to me..."

To be Continue

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Could be tomorrow-tomorrow already there is Mas Pras POV yaa