Those Who Want My Body
Grandpa Erwin Died

In a state of bloody hands and feet and drenched in the rain, Anwar put away the tree trunk that had blocked his car and went to the clinic to treat his injuries.

"What a pity for my husband." I looked at him with teary eyes and a nose full of snot.

"IIiiiii. his snot stuck on the gold shirt."

"Adrrghhh. Sick baby." Mas Anwar groaned, because I pinched his belly fat.

"It could be in these circumstances that I'm joking."

Kerucukkk. There was a voice from the stomach of Anwar.

"Hehe. it looks like I'm hungry." Mas Anwar chuckled at the sound of his own stomach.

"What would you eat?"

"Anything." Mas Anwar gave me a kiss on the top of my head.

Because of hearing the stomach of Anwar mas sound, it means he was very hungry. So I had to cook a fast-cooking meal.

Seeing that the food I cooked yesterday was untouched, it seemed like Anwar mas had not eaten at all last night.

"I didn't cook any other food mas, only fried rice was thought of by me. Because the process is not long, but filling."

"It's okay, it's delicious." Mas Anwar said after one mouthful entered his mouth.

Mas Anwar always praised whatever I cooked. That's because my cooking suits his taste, he thinks it tastes exactly like mama's cooking.

I was not good at cooking at all. Even because of my frequent acts of spoiltness, I rarely touch kitchen utensils. But since college and living independently, inevitably I learned to cook. It turns out my cooking tastes pretty good.

People say to attract the attention of a man easily is pleasing his stomach.

Not just my cooking. Because I used to see the father who was always served while eating by the mother or just waiting for the father to finish eating, I indirectly did the same to Mas Anwar. And Anwar loved it.

"Aren't you eating?" Mas Anwar tried to bribe me.

"I haven't had a bath, but later."

Mas Anwar finished the plate of fried rice I gave him.

"This is the drink. I'll take a shower."

Every will pray I memapah and help mas Anwar to wudhu.

After Ashar my eyes felt very heavy. Because I sleep late. Actually sleeping after ashar is not good. Unknowingly, I closed my eyes.

Not long ago, I seemed to be dreaming. Obviously this is a dream, because what I saw was very dark. Not a single color is visible.

A black shadow moved closer towards me.

"I want to go home." Suddenly the shadow got closer to me, then disappeared through my body after saying that.

Deg. My eyes widened, shocked to wake me up.

Mas Anwar was surprised because I moved suddenly and surprised him.

"Why?"

"I fell asleep." I answered Anwar while rubbing my eyes.

"Yes my. You must be tired."

"I dreamt of you."

"the dream? What dreams?" Anwar's tone sounded curious.

"Mas I'm scared." Body tempest.

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. Relax, there's a mas." Mas Anwar hugged me while patting my back.

Cellphone's ringing.

"Assalamualaikum, ma'am. What's up?"

"Vaalaikumsalam. Aish, Erwin's grandfather died."

"Innalillahiwainnailaihirojiro. Is grandpa sick mom? Aish hasn't heard from you that grandpa's sick."

"Yes Erwin's grandfather was sick two weeks ago."