RUSTING BOAT
Chapters. 70

Remembering that, I immediately closed my mouth involuntarily while rubbing my distended stomach. Panic began to attack me. I've finished my arrogance. My bravery that was stirring, now gone, yawned somewhere when I remembered about my pregnancy.

Pregnant women and prison...

Not a good mix.

I shut my mouth holding back so that my screams of shock were not heard until it came out.

I quickly grabbed my salary and found out through Google what I thought - the sanctions obtained related to the persecution. Perpetrators of abuse can be threatened with imprisonment of at least three months if convicted of violating articles 353 and 356. Ahhh.. three months imprisonment...! Oh, my God, I could - I could give birth in prison. I shudder in horror. Suddenly I was afraid. My hair stood up immediately.

" She...! "

" What...? "

" Look, come here." I put my phone in his direction. Syafrie glanced at my hole, then stood up and left me. He took the water and gave it to me.

" Drink painkillers when you feel sick."

" She... You have no money, to pay a lawyer..? "

Syafrie's forehead wrinkled at my words. " Why pay a lawyer ? "

" I'm afraid the woman****** that will get me into the legal line. Here according to Google, the punishment for mistreatment is between three months to a year in prison. I don't want to give birth in prison, Syaf" I replied.

"Huss. I told you, don't talk rude. The baby will hear. Nobody's going to jail anyway."

" But this is real, Syafrie. I don't want to be in jail." I said. Why don't I think in that direction.

I can't imagine how I will be. It feels complete that my suffering has been all along. Died married husband, suicide, depression, raped by ex-husband, in stay married by girlfriend, then now imprisoned and threatened to give birth in prison. Oh, my God, what bad luck? I don't want to. "I thought.

Syafrie tidied up the P3K gear and put it back on top

cupboards. Then walk back to me. Gently clasping my finger and staring at this face. " Be calm.. No one will be in prison, Asma..! "

I stood up with a huff. " How can you calm down, that caterpillar threatened me to report to the police."

Syafrie grabbed my shoulder. " Here...! " he reached into my body and sat me on his lap. His chin is on my shoulder. I could feel her lips sticking there.

" We finished it. That's why I came late to pick you up."

" We.. ? Who does that mean with us?

" Yes, me and Saniah. I asked him to accompany me to the woman's house."

Gee whiz.... Saniah would set foot into the house of the caterpillar. When's? Continue... why also finally the gatel woman wants to make peace...?

" Why does the caterpillar want to be reconciled? "

" Don't talk to anyone else, baby. Remember you are pregnant again." said Syafrie while biting my earlobe. Both of his hands were stroking my distended stomach from the left and right sides. There was a warm feeling rustling in my chest finding Syafrie's treatment on me. I don't know, I don't know, why that strange feeling was suddenly present in my heart.

" Saniah threatened them that she would sue again on charges of adultery if they dared to report you. "

" So that's why.. Afraid of them, too, yes. Hmm. basic sissy male. Surprised also me, said Saniah 'that' her husband can not wake up, but why can still commit adultery and can make children."

" What does 'that' mean, Asthma? " ask Syafrie who doesn't understand what I mean.

" That's her junior.birds.the burungnya her husband Saniah." I replied as I touched the part that belonged to Syafrie. Jeez shafrie, I wonder, already two women present in his life still do not understand the term like that. Nude or bego I don't know.

Syafrie was silent for a moment, I saw her face stiffen when I accidentally touched 'hers'. Then try to digest what I mean. After a while he finally made a sound as well.

" You know, you know. What is Saniah telling? "

My head goes up and down nods.

He was silent again. But his breath seemed to hold. I can feel it through my back.

I nodded obediently. Syafrie hugged my body tighter and tighter. We went back silent in silence.

The night is getting late. The atmosphere is getting quieter. Silent. Only occasionally does the sound of the night animal outside or the sound of crickets. Sometimes a noise comes from your kitchen. I don't take care of it. Jerry's uncle runs away with tom the cat.

Syafrie changed position. Now he's lying on my thigh. He tilted his head and kissed where his son was staying.

" Asthma... "

" Hmmm.. start, don't macem-macem, Syafrie. "

" Our journey of love can be this weird, yes Asma."

I looked at the face of the man he said was the most handsome in this Graceful Likes. Tears fell from the corner of her eyes.

Syafrie is crying...

" Asthma... I love you.. "

I'm silent. Not answering his words. After ten years, this is the first time I've not mocked her declaration of love for me. I don't know.I might as well have been hypnotized by her tears.

We both fell silent. Drifting in each other's feelings. The night is getting late until it is almost near dawn. The mood is getting quiet. Syafrie woke up and inched closer to me.

" Astma, can I sleep here, tonight? I'd love to sleep with my wife in one bed."

" no... "

" Just hug. I promise "

" But this bed doesn't fit both of us." I pointed with a glancing eye gesture towards the bed that Fadil and I used to use.

" How about we just sleep in my place? " He pointed to his bed. All this time, although we slept in one room, but I slept in a bed and Syafrie slept under a rather large foam mattress.

" Mumpung Fadil sleeps with mom, can you, Asthma? " I asked him expectantly.

I finally nodded. Let it be, I thought that once - once, this baby in my womb needed to be close to his father.

There was a happy twinkle in his eyes. Quickly he got up and stretched the mattress on the floor. He also replaced the bed sheet with a new one. Get me a pillow and he patted it three times.

" Come, here baby. He sleeps here with me." she said, leading me down to the bed.

We slept next to our backs and our eyes looked up at the ceiling. We are both silent. Syafrie turned towards me.

" Have you slept? "

" Not yet. "I answered. He pulled my body to face him. We looked at each other.

" Why haven't you slept? "

" I can't sleep." I replied.

" Tomorrow, come with me" he said, smiling at me. However, I also caught the sadness in the eyes of the man who was my husband. " I want you to meet someone. It's a gift from me for all the pain you've been through."

" Hhh. forget it. There's no medicine that's been able to treat all my pain all this time. Let time treat it. He will heal by himself." I said as I turned back to Syafrie. I don't want to talk about all this shit anymore. I have also promised. I don't want to think about my happiness anymore. My first priority right now is the happiness of my children. Although it is difficult to forgive, but at least I am happy if my children live happily with their father and mother. I can still compromise with myself when it comes to my children's problems. Look at Asthma now, even she is willing to sacrifice her feelings for the happiness of her children.

Then, what else is this dimple owner's man planning for me.

Next to Syafrie's hand he made a cushion for my head while the other one he put into my stomach.

" He's moving, Asthma."whispered Syafrie. There was a vibration in his voice. Next to Syafrie's hand hugged me.

I don't want to think about what Syafrie said or what she's planning. My body was too tired and sore - sore because of the incident last afternoon. So I finally drowned the island of Kasur and fell asleep in his arms. I also don't care about Syafrie who still hasn't slept next to me.