The Ruler's Widower
Bereft

Sahira was carrying a suitcase with her belongings. Sahira's hand returned Averyl's wave before entering the taxi.

Sahira did not dare to look at Filio. There is a sense of unwillingness to leave the house of Filio, but the most important thing for now is the content.

This is the first time in Sahira's life to conceive. And he will not waste the opportunity that God has given him. Sahira does not get tired of giving affection to her fetus by stroking her stomach is still flat.

The taxi that Sahira was riding in began to drive away from the Filio residence. Filio went inside the house, and locked himself in a room.

Sahira chose a contract close to the school, so that he did not get tired easily.

After making a transaction with the cost owner Sahira occupies a room on the first floor in the corner because everything is full. At least Sahira is not too disturbed by the activities of neighbors.

Sahira unlocks the door and goes inside. A square room measures five by six square meters, containing a single bed, a small closet, and a bathroom.

Sahira closed the door and locked it. He rested his tired body.

Being in the room made her feel lonely. His mind floated on Filio. “you miss Dad yes, later we will meet Dad if you are born.”

Sahira chose to concern herself with cleaning her things. Sahira's body was flooded with sweat which made her feel uncomfortable.

Sahira goes into the bathroom. After cleaning his body and getting dressed. Sahira glanced at the wall clock that showed eighteen past five minutes.

“It turns out you're in for dinner, you deserve to be hungry. Come eat with mom.” Sahira brushed off her loneliness by talking to the fetus in her womb.

Sahira came out of the room. Walk down the lonely hallway. Up on the edge of the road Sahira glanced to the right, to the left. On the left is a shop that sells food. Sahira walks there, ordering a serving of rice along with side dishes Pauk.

Sahira takes her plate to the table in the corner. But his steps stopped when the gym teacher he met a few days ago at the hotel was enjoying his food. “Can I join?”

The man looked up, and smiled when he saw Sahira's face. “Please.”

Sahira sat in the chair opposite the teacher. “We are not yet acquainted, Sahira,” Sahira smiles her hands outstretched to shake hands.

The teacher received Sahira's hand. “Adnan.” Their hands shake.

Sahira cut off first, his hunger makes him focus on eating his food.

“Your jealous husband is not coming?” Adnan opened his voice.

“No, he's busy. By the way, what were you doing in your hotel room?” Sahira began to run the action, he wanted to know why there was no Rangga.

“I was attending a seminar, happened to feel tired and chose to stay.”

Sahira did not ask any more, though he was quite curious. Because they only knew, Sahira felt hesitant if he gleaned more detailed information about why Adnan lied about the file from the principal. It was just a list of third-graders. And one blank piece of paper says meet me next time.

After finishing eating Sahira pamit first. He walked to the boarding room while considering to contact Rangga or not. Sahira decides to try to contact Rangga, but the number is off.

Sahira laid her body on the bed, pulling the blanket up to her chest. Sahira felt a void in her heart. Feeling very lonely not even a day in the room.

Sahira's body rolled to the right and to the left. Finding a comfortable sleeping position, but it feels the same as nothing special.

“We would be better off being here, compared to living with Dad. I'm afraid if Daddy lost control and rough like yesterday.”

“Iya mom knows you must be happy to be next to Dad and get affection from him.”

Sahira's feet ached, he got up and massaged his own feet. The sadness of Filio's memory made Sahira cry suddenly. All this time if he felt sore without in the ink Filio always massaged his legs, but now Sahira had to massage himself.

“Fio,” call Sahira in the middle of her crying. He himself did not understand why this fad, but Sahira wanted to be near Filio.

“What should I do Nak?” Sahira asked the fetus in her stomach.

***

Filio was in his big room. It had been three hours in bed but Filio did not go to dreamland. His mind is full of memories with Sahira. The woman who always dared to oppose him, the woman who always dared to tease him. Filio ruffled his hair violently.

Filio tried to get rid of those thoughts by getting into the study. He read some of the emails Erik sent.

All the emails Filio had read, but his drowsiness vanished unceasingly. His stomach was hungry, Filio went to the kitchen. He remembered the oatmeal Sahira had made.

Filio's large hands make oatmeal, cut fruits and arrange them. Filio devoured the food, the glint of Sahira's adorable irritated face coming without excuse. Filio thinks his whole world feels more alive if there's a Sahira. But now he feels lonely without Sahira beside him.

If only that day his mother and father had not come, maybe everything would have been fine. And Sahira is still in this house.

Filio grasped a clear glass filled with mineral water at full strength until it broke. Fresh blood flowed out and dripped onto the dining table.

Filio regrets not being able to control his emotions until he tortures Sahira back. He remembered the video he got. A hand covered in blood picked up the cell phone in her sleeping pants. Filio only realized that the video submission was not Erik, but a new number.

This time Filio felt very stupid, provoked by others. “Ah Shit.”

Filio called Erik immediately. Erik who was sleeping was forced to wake up and receive a call from Filio. “What do you call me early in the morning blind once, whereas in four hours we will meet at the office.”

“Check the number I sent!” Filio cut off his phone.

Erik exhaled his rough breath before closing his eyes again.

Filio walked into the room, looking at photos of his wedding with Razita. His hands clenched perfectly. Because Razita was the one who ruined her life. The affair made Filio's rude attitude reappear. Even though during their marriage never once Filio did rough, so loving his wife Filio did whatever Razita wanted. But the woman returned her kindness by throwing dirt right in Filio's face. One thing that Filio hated because Razita dared to berse’buh with the enemy Filio even Rangga became one of Razita's bedmates.

Filio removed the photo from the wall and threw it on the floor. The sound of broken glass in the middle of the silence of the night sounded very loud.