Om That Possessive, MY HUSBAND!
FRUIT PATIENCE

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...Singapore, April 28....

Two weeks passed. Zidan's condition began to improve and continued to improve. But not with his heart. His heart kept screaming. Rebelling because no longer power to resist the longing for the little girl who knows where she is today.

Two weeks also Melinda watched for herself. How devastated his son was without the presence of Manda. Her present circumstances were much worse for Melinda than when she was lying weakly in the hospital.

His son is now like a body. Which his mind was somehow floating to where.

"Ma... I'm leaving!"

"Mama's coming!" Melinda stopped Zidan's steps. He looked at his son with great supplication. "Izinin Mama to fix everything!"

"Mama sure?"

"Yes, Mama sure!"

Both of them immediately flew from Singapore to Indonesia. With the same purpose. It's looking for Manda's whereabouts.

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"I promise to be a strong woman. I promise to keep fighting for Om Zidan. I love Om Zidan!"

Those words keep ringing in my memory. As if to remind me of all the promises I've made to Om Zidan. The promise I made and I'm denying myself now.

"Darling!" I woke up from my sleep. I have this skinny body. When I looked around, I was still alone here. Still alone.

Since returning from Singapore. I decided to stay at the villa. The Villa Om Zidan gave. A place where no one would ever insult me or even hurt me again with his words.

But this Villa also hurt my heart. Especially this room. The room that bears witness to our love story.

Since returning from Singapore. I never held a cell phone again. Or even just asking about Om Zidan. No one knows where I am now.

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...Indonezsian....

The car driven by Henny continues to drive towards the residence of Manda's friends. Knock on the door one by one. Ask where the girl is.

But the answer they got was still the same. No one knows where Manda is. Until finally, Zidan remembered one more person.

"Don't you tell me, can Manda be with him?"

Without thinking any longer. Zidan called Vino. Requesting a number Gilang.

When he was connected to the person he was looking for. Zidan asked Gilang to meet him right now. Or he'll meet the teenager.

"What's wrong?" Without further ado Gilang immediately asked what purpose Zidan wanted to meet him.

"Where's my wife?!"

"Who? The mandanda? I don't know!"

"Lied!" Snapping Zidan frustrated.

"So, you think your wife would call me? You think your wife will turn that easy away from you?" Gilang patted Zidan's shoulder slowly.

"I'm sure. Only you know where your wife is now. Don't you know very well, which place is the most comfortable for him?"

The teenager passed by after saying that to Zidan. Slowly, she wiped away the tears that were about to fall onto her cheeks.

From the word Gilang. Zidan found one more hope.

"Villa!"

The car headed straight for the villa. If you can, Zidan wants to get there right away. And met his heart lover.

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"Darling, wake!"

I smiled when I heard someone say that. I know, this must be just my hallucination. So, I just smile. Without any intention to open your eyes. Fear of all these hallucinations gone. Left me.

"Darling, wake up!"

"Wake up, or I'll kiss you!"

Miris, this is what I miss. Until I missed the touch of her lips.

Muachs.

Deg. My eyes immediately opened as soon as I felt a warm kiss fall over my lips.

"Will I sleep again?" The man I miss so much asked me. She's staring.

Unreal. His look was so real!

To see if he's real. I tried to touch his face. "It's not a dream?"

"No, it's me, honey. Your husband, Om Zidanmu!"

"Really?"

"He'em. Really, it's me!"

Longing I hugged her body. Hugged him as hard as he had left. I said no, again no. I don't want to lose him!!

"How dare you go without my permission!" the whisper then slowly nibbled my ear.

I still refuse to answer his words myself. For now, I just want him. Enough of his presence!!

"Don't go again, will you?!"

Darkened. Everything suddenly turned dark. I could no longer hear and see anything after that.

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"Manda. Honey!" Father called. He smiled as he extended his hand to me. Next to my dad is also my mom. They both held out their hands towards me.

However, just as I was about to greet their cries. They're even away.

"Dad... Mum..." I ran after the two people I loved. But both kept away. Getting further. Ignoring my screams that kept calling out their names.

On a different side. There was my husband who kept waving his hands at me. Ask me to walk towards him.

"Dad? Mommy?" I turned my body to the side. Looking for the person I missed. But they're missing. Completely gone now.

And in the end, I stepped closer to my Husband. Dropped my body in his warm embrace.

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"Manda... Sorry Mama, huh? Sorry for all your words and deeds."

Slowly, but clearly, I heard someone say that. The words that made me want to open my eyes again, and see who said that. Is she really my mother-in-law?

I smiled when I saw Mama sitting next to me. He smiled at me too.

"Zidan's... Zidan's... Conscious manda!!" Shouting Mama. Making the figure of the man I referred to as my Husband directly sit beside me.

He held my right hand with his left. While his right hand was stroking my head. Once he looked at me, kissing the forehead, hands and cheeks that no longer contained this.

"Don't. Never think of leaving. I'm not as strong as you. I'm not as strong as you. So, I beg you... Never think of leaving me!!"

I looked to the right side. I looked at Mama who was sitting next to me.

"Please, Mama bless you!!"

I declare this to be a miracle, which is called the fruit of one's patience.

Now I really believe. That anyone who can wait is granted do'a with patience. Then he'll get more than he expected.

"Boony mama!"

A warm hug from someone Mama-in-law I can finally feel now. Although to get this hug, it takes sacrifice and waiting that is quite painful.

But it's okay. I'm sincere with everything. And also very grateful for the Compassion of the Almighty. Who has agreed to grant the prayer of His Servant.

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