Missing Room
Episode 76's

In the middle of the journey home the atmosphere in the car is only filled with radio sound. Both of my hands were clinging to each other with glances that glanced at Mas Pras several times.

He was silent, his focus was on the streets. While my feelings believe his attitude has changed since the hospital.

Arriving in front of the house when I tried to remove the seat belt I heard Mas Pras cleared his throat and said until I turned to him.

"You go in first, Mas still have business in the workshop" he said without looking at me.

When I saw the clock on my wrist already showing at half-four in the afternoon. "Will you go back to work?" I was a little surprised and made sure of his words.

"There is still something to do, there is a customer car that needs to be serviced and tomorrow will be taken by the owner" he explained to me by looking at me for a moment.

I nodded in doubt and continued my steps to get out of the car. After that Mas Pras started the car and slowly the car moved to leave the yard with me still standing staring at his departure until the car was no longer visible from my eyes.

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Time has shown at seven o'clock in the evening. It's been an hour and more of my heart was riled because usually Mas Pras came home at five or six in the afternoon, but until now I have not heard the sound of the roar of his car. I even postponed my dinner to wait for him.

"The lady was eaten cold first" said Bik Mar, who tried to persuade me and had more than five times said the same thing.

I'm shaking. "Anna isn't hungry yet Bik, later on," I said as I sat leaning on the dining table chair stroked my stomach and noticed Aqila who was bribing her own rice.

Indeed, it was deliberately me and Mas Pras taught him as a learning stage, although at the risk of eating is still a straw as well as the rest of the rice that splattered, but even so I believe over time Aqila will get used to it. Not only about eating, but also for sleeping we are now also separated.

"Mrs waiting for you, sir?" chirp Bik Mar who now pulls a chair and sits next to me.

I immediately turned my eyes to her. "Anna is not hungry yet Bik" said I who did not feel hungry.

Bik Mar sighed. "It's seven o'clock more likely Mr. Pras is overtime. Madam has to eat, we don't know Mr. Pras when to go home. Madam had also explained that Mr. Pras returned to the workshop. Could be late at night. Already, just eat first. The baby in the womb Madam must be hungry, from after going home check it has not eaten anything," said Bik Mar who began to take rice to me.

And inevitably I began to feed rice into my mouth even without interest. I did it solely for the sake of the child in my stomach, while my mind was not in line with what I was doing. I kept thinking what Mas Pras was doing out there. Is it true that he is overtime or even the reason for going to avoid me.

The clock on the wall this time already showed at nine in the evening. Aqila had just fallen asleep and immediately I moved out of her room, intending to head back downstairs.

But I pared for a moment because I wanted to take my phone in the room in a condition to charge the battery. But when I was about to pull the door handle I was a little surprised because from the direction of the door I opened featuring the figure of Mas Pras who was taking clothes in the closet.

"New mom coming home?" I'm after closing the door.

Mas Pras nodded. "Barusan," he said briefly accompanied by turning his body, I saw his face showing a tired look and in his hands there was already a stel of his casual clothes.

My eyes now look back at him and I make a sound again. "Mas already ate? I asked Bik Mar to set aside food for Mas, perhaps—"

"Mas had eaten earlier at work," he said quickly cut my words, then put his clothes on the bed and switch off one by one button his clothes.

I nodded faintly. "If so let me tell Bik Mar to make clean the food on the table," said I who then turned around to leave the room.

"No need, rest. Bik Mar must have known the task," he said which sounded so flat then he passed into the bathroom.

In the place where I stand my body feels relaxed, not usually Mas Pras like this. He changed, his attitude which in an instant had been different. His rejection inserted a sense of disappointment that immediately infiltrated my heart.

With a giant step I sat myself on the edge of the bed. Observing the bathroom door which is now starting to sound the sound of water gurgling in it.

I don't know how long I've been in this situation until the bathroom door opens. Featuring a bare-chested Mas Pras figure with moving hands rubbing her wet hair with a towel in her hand.

I lowered my head as Mas Pras began to move towards the bed taking and then put on his clothes in front of me while saying, "Mas slept in the next room accompanying Aqila tonight."

And after saying Mas Pras passed leaving the room, while I still looked down with tears that began to drip one by one.

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