
The clock shows at eight o'clock. Jana's done preparing dinner for him and Joshua. Even though her husband had not yet revealed his nose.
Jana waited for Joshua to come home for an hour. Her husband came home in a slightly chaotic condition. His face was wrinkled and his appearance was a mess.
"You don't have to wait, Jana" Joshua said as Jana greeted him and invited him to dinner.
"No papa, Baby. I'm cooking for dinner. It's a shame we don't enjoy together." Jana helps Joshua take off his thick coat.
"You want to make me feel guilty?" joshua asked while looking at Jana with a look that showed dislike.
Jana shakes. "Not at all," he explained.
They both enjoyed dinner in silence. Jana did not dare to open the conversation because she saw Joshua seemed to have problems with his work.
"Jana, can I ask you a favor?" joshua asked open the conversation.
"What, Baby?"
"I need money to pay for something. Do you have a stash?"
"Pay what?" ask Jana curiously.
"Job issues. I need 700 bucks tomorrow."
Jana's eyes are round. "700 dollars?"
"Yes. Do you have any?"
The money Jana had in her account was indeed a little over 700 dollars. However, Jana has promised to send her mother this month. "I have about 800 dollars in my account. But ...."
"Can you send it to me?" cut Joshua.
Jana nodded. It has no power to refuse. Especially seeing the look on Joshua's face that looks clear.
"Thank you, yeah, Jana." Joshua spoke with a big smile on his lips. His face is no longer wrinkled. He who was not excited to enjoy Jana's cooking, now began to eat voraciously.
"Where is your business with your friends?" joshua asked, either pleasantries and wanted to make Jana feel noticed, or he was indeed he attention from the bottom of his heart to his wife.
"Fluent. Many orders. Most of the Indonesians are here." Jana answered excitedly.
"Aren't you tired?" ask Joshua.
"Capek, hell, but happy."
Moments later, the atmosphere was quiet again, before Joshua restarted his conversation.
"Have you thought about what I was talking about yesterday?"
Jana almost choked on the water she was drinking. This conversation was the one he wanted to avoid the most. Joshua brought it back to the surface. "Sorry, Josh, I .. I can't."
"Why? Other women actually dream to be able to get permission to connect with other men besides her husband. You should be grateful, Jana."
Jana's heart melos. Joshua blamed him. He just wanted a normal relationship.
"I can't see you with another woman, Josh. I can't be like other men either" Jana said.
Joshua took a deep breath. He put a spoon and fork on his plate. Then, he got up from his seat and stepped into the room.
Jana could only sit tight in her chair. His eyes have condensed. His chest was raging withstanding the extreme pain.
Slowly he cleaned up the leftovers on the table and washed the dirty dishes. While his mind continues to process the questions that he tries to find his own answers.
After the kitchen space was clean and tidy, Jana turned off the lights and followed Joshua into the room. He wanted to talk about this openly. He wanted to ask Joshua his true feelings for him.
However, the man had heard her subtle snoring. A sign that he has fallen asleep and adventured in the dreamland.
Jana was stuck on the edge of the bed. His heart felt so empty. Alone and alone, in the middle of nowhere.
***
Actually Jana had prepared the money to be sent to her mother, however, she was forced to give it to Joshua first because of her husband's urgent needs.
Ah-remember Joshua left a sore on his chest. Several times Jana stroked the chest slowly to relieve the pain there. It made Mira astonished.
"What's wrong with you, Jan?" ask Mira.
"Hmm? Oh, no papa, Mir," said Jana, continuing to stir the cake.
"Who called earlier, Jan? Abis Telephonean, how come his face is so sour?" ask Mira full of search.
"Owh, my mom's in Jogja." Jana wiped the sweat on her forehead. Not sweat because he was hot, but cold sweat as a reaction to his heart being squeezed by the burden.
"Why, anyway, Jan? Story, dong."
"My mom, Mir." Jana stopped her activities. "I promised to send money this week. The money is ready too. But ... Semalem Joshua needs money for business, he said, and it's important."
"Haduhh," complained Mira while patting her forehead.
"Yes, how else, Mir. I can't turn down Joshua either."
Mira clucking. "What kind of work does your husband do, Jan? I rarely give a living, I also take your money!"
"Maybe he needs it again, Mir."
Mira shook her hand. To be honest, he was suspicious of Jana's husband's work. Joshua never wanted to be honest with Jana. And that's already an indication that Joshua's job is a job gone wrong. Just like Mira's experience with her ex-husband.
"Jan, Joshua isn't playing with you, is he?" ask Mira.
"No, really," Jana answered honestly. Joshua had never been physically abusive to her. It's just that Joshua's indifference made it hurt him.
"Really?" urged Mira.
"Yes, Mir."
"Thank God, if he doesn't do physical violence with you. Because if he hits you, I'll advise you to rest."
Be separated? With Joshua? Jana can't imagine if that happened. He still has hope, one day, Joshua will fall in love completely with him. He believes everyone can change for the better.
"Yes, no, Jan. You focus on our business, right. We've started a lot of customers, you know."
Jana smile. Fortunately there is Mira and also their small business that makes it busy and able to take his mind off the heart problems that he is facing.
"Jovan how was yesterday?" ask Mira while reviewing a ignorant smile.
"Yes, nyampein pesenan Tantenya that."
"Isn't that just talking?" Mira nudges Jana's arm.
"What's that talking about, anyway, Mir?" jana asked while frowning.
Mira giggles. "Yes, what is it, which is personal."
"Gee! Think what, the hell, you, Mir? I told you I had a husband, really."
Both of Mira's eyes were rounded. "Keep, continue?"
"Yes, not constantly."
"He looks disappointed, doesn't he?"
"Okay, yeah." Jana pressed her shoulders.
Yesterday, he did see a change in Jovan's face when he said that he had married. But he doesn't really care about that. Whatever Jovan thinks of her, or, if the young man doesn't want to contact her again, Jana doesn't care.
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