THE 2ND MAN
Chapter 24. I Must Be Strong!
I don't know how long I cried until I didn't realize I was fast asleep until one o'clock in the afternoon just woke up. I opened my eyes a few times and then cleaned up. The stomach also feels sore because since morning has not filled at all. I went straight to Ryan's house this morning, and I locked myself in my room and cried.
I set foot into the kitchen, the house looked lonely, somewhere my mother. I open the food hood on the table, there is my favorite corn rice and vegetable asem lumbu and fish pindang and tempe fried. Not to miss the sambel orek that looks appetizing. I immediately took out a plate and filled it with a piece of rice as well as vegetables and side dishes. But when I just wanted to bribe it into my mouth, suddenly my tears seeped down my cheeks. I continued eating even with tears.
In the afternoon at about four, I asked Fajar to take me back to Ryan's house. But when he got there, the house was in a quiet state without residents. I knocked several times but there was no sign of anyone in the house. I also asked the left right neighbor, but no one saw him. Not to forget I also asked Ms. Sum, but she also did not know where it went because Ryan and my mother-in-law. If according to my estimation, my mother-in-law must have deliberately hidden inside and locked her house. While Ryan I don't know, maybe was out playing or maybe coffee with his friend.
I finally decided to go back home. Tears I can no longer bear, all the way home only sobs that accompany us.
I immediately entered the room and locked the door and curled up onto the bed. I wanted to scream as hard as I could to vent the pain lodged in my chest.
Tok..
I heard the door on the door knock from the outside, then followed my mother's voice calling my name.
"Nduk Nja, open the door nduk."
Tok..
"Alley! Open the door nduk." My mother didn't stop knocking on the door. I finally opened my bedroom door.
Chequek!
I rushed straight into my mother's arms. Crying so much in his arms that feels warm.
"Yes, the patient. Maybe it's a test of God's Wrestling to measure how much you're patient." I patted my back slowly.
"We're just ordinary people, we can't change the rules. Just live with a sincere and patient heart." My mother tried to strengthen me. I could only nod in my mother's arms.
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These were my days for almost a month, only able to cry alone in the room contemplating the fate of self separated from the child whom I had been craving for his presence. It felt like life was reluctant to die after my happiness was taken away by my own husband and my mother-in-law. But my mother and father never stopped giving me advice and strength to keep me from looking weak in the eyes of my husband and my in-laws. I also try to stay strong and strong. True said my parents, I must rise from this slump. I'll show them that I can stand tall even if the storm hits.
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Spirit Nja 💪💪 Pick up your happiness 🤗🤗
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