
Although Fatimah had called him repeatedly, Satya remained silent a thousand languages without answering, until the sound of the door handle sounded surprising Fatimah who was standing glued ears and body towards the door.
'Bruk's'
Fatimah's frail body fell right on Satya's chest, who was quick to catch something that fell just after the door opened.
Both of them were silent at each other, there was a strange feeling that appeared all of a sudden, making the hearts of both of them beat much faster than usual, and Satya who is aware of the feeling that once grew slowly closer to the face trying to follow his heart which turned out to still have a little taste for Fatimah, Satya continued to approach until the distance of the two was so close that the roar of Satya's breath seemed to sweep across Fatimah's face which was now slowly starting to close her eyes, and that was when Satya realized what happened, the evil side in him began to appear and whisper, as a result Satya immediately released Fatimah who was leaning on his arm.
'Bruk's'
This time it was not Satya's soft chest that became the body of Fatimah, but a cold hard floor that gave enough pain in some parts of his body.
"Auu, ishhh why are you out, Maa? sick to know," spontaneously Fatimah who felt if what Satya did was enough to make him sick.
"What do you expect? I keep hugging you and vouch**you?" suhut Satya enough to make Fatimah feel embarrassed because of it.
Fatimah can only look down while rubbing pan**nya that feels pain due to the coldness of the floor.
"Say! what are you doing here?" Satya who felt if the Joni woke up again and asked in pu**kan chose to immediately away from Fatimah and asked what purpose Fatimah came.
"I wanted to let you know if Mom made a video call, and she was looking for you" Fatimah explained.
"Where's the phone!" pinta Satya shortly after she was in the room.
Fatimah pointed to the side where Satya was sitting, Fatimah's phone was still on and connected even though the camera had been turned off.
"Come here!" Satya's Order.
Fatimah who understands that currently Satya Tengah carrying out the role of a husband walks over to him and sits right next to Satya so that the mother does not suspect or think badly about their marriage.
"Is Mom looking for me?"ask Satya.
"Yeah, I want to see how you and my daughter are doing over there is everything okay?" Halimah's mother answered her faithful question with a question she had to answer.
"We're fine here, ma'am," Satya replied.
" thank God everything is fine, I hope you do not fight or without resolution understand Remember if marriage is complementary not demanding perfection of one of you, I hope you are not, the thousand Halimah punctuation marks gave input to Satya and Fatimah who had been sitting next to him.
" Let's just be calm we're all right here and Fatimah will be safe here with me," said Satya and tried to convince the mother-in-law so that she did not continue to ask about the household they had lived.
Satya embraces Fatimah's shoulder while occasionally kissing her fragrant hair.
"Thank God if everything is okay, I am relieved to see you guys get along as you are, hopefully everything will be fine" Halimah revealed all the hope she had in her mind.
'I'm sorry Mother, ' the inner Fatimah continues to speak along with the regret that always comes in the end, all that Fatimah does for the health of the Mother, the mother, Fatimah willingly release her happiness for the smile of the Mother, let her miserable origin mother can be happy.
Satya and Fatimah smiled at the phone where the Mother's face was inside, but the smile and affection they showed while making a live video call vanished out of nowhere, Satya immediately took off her arms and returned cold to Fatimah the moment after the video call ended, the faithful who had already come out of the room can no longer come out he chose to immediately lay down and turn his back on Fatimah, he said, sleep is the most appropriate thing to choose from instead of going back to another room to avoid Fatimah.
'Be Mas Satya like someone who doesn't love or doesn't even want me to exist, but why would he marry me?' the umpteenth question continued to be spoken repeatedly in the mind of Fatimah, but she could never say it directly to Satya.
Fatimah's mind continued to drift far away until she fell asleep in a sleep that had not been since when, indeed the days of Fatimah changed so drastically, so drastically, peace and tranquility as well as happiness that he had always felt now seemed to disappear without a trace.
The long night has passed, now the morning sun begins to shine in place of the moon's duty which last night has shone.
Like the previous days Fatimah woke up early and started the day by preparing food for breakfast Satya and himself, Fatimah also prepared water for bathing and all the needs of Satya.
Twitching with the kitchen utensils as well as smoke was common to Fatimah, she began to get used to filial piety to her husband, although Satya was bad at him, she still did her job well.
"Mas Satya, wake up! I have prepared water for you" Fatimah said, trying to wake Satya up.
After carrying out his duties as a Muslim Satya back to rest, maybe all of that has become a habit for a long time.
"Mas Satya!" Fatimah repeated her words again, but Satya remained silent and did not answer, she looked deeply undisturbed, until Fatimah ventured to hold Satya's forehead which turned out to be so hot.
'He had a fever, ' Inner Fatimah.
Without saying much Fatimah immediately took a compress to compress Satya's forehead, then stepped back towards the kitchen making soup and porridge, complete with medicine and warm tea so that Satya could be fine.
"Why didn't Mas Satya say he was sick?" fatimah asked while taking the compressed water he had placed on Satya's forehead and rinsing it.
"I'm thirsty" said Satya with eyes still closed.
"Wait a minute!" Fatimah had only brought tea and medicine, so she was in a hurry, which is why she had forgotten to bring water to Satya.
"Can you wake up?" fatimah asked shortly after she arrived from the kitchen with the white water in her hand at the moment.