Those Who Want My Body
Stories of the Past

I did not dare to go home, after the incident I went home to the boarding house. I told Ayu and Utari, my hostess friends.

They were shocked and looked angry, hearing my story about the incident.

"But you're right is okay?" Ask Ayu.

I nodded slowly.

"Can't be Aish. This can't be left alone. I'm taking you to the police station to make a complaint." Utari clasped my hand tightly with determination.

The law in Indonesia is as terrible as this, the report I submitted was not necessarily giving a deterrent effect on the man.

"This report we closed, because of the lack of evidence and according to the report of the brother and his family this happened because of misunderstandings only. It's good to be completed in a family." A police officer.

Unfortunately, many victims are reluctant to report. Instead of being in the gubris, this report even backfired for the complainant because it was rumored by people. It all happened to me at that time. He lived freely without any guilt.

Even before marrying Anwar, one of his relatives had rejected me outright.

"He is no longer holy. Don't you know, this woman used to stay at her ex-boyfriend's house."

Word by word that was taken out of his mouth as if it were a sharp knife, which slashed every inch of my body. I remember the bad memories that happened to me.

Stuffy. My chest feels strongly bound by an iron chain. My mouth seemed to be locked tightly, without being able to answer his words.

"That's slander, bi. I never stayed at his house." I said softly after gathering my courage.

***

"Mas sure you're gonna report this to the police?"

"Do you know why he wanted to touch me?"

Anwar looked at me curiously.

"I've heard this from his neighbors. Whether it is true or just an issue, but I feel confident because the house is full of heirloom and sacred objects. They say there are victims like me too. Initially treated well as a girlfriend, after getting what she wanted each woman was left alone for no apparent reason. This he did to strengthen the knowledge he was studying, by taking away the honor of a woman who was still a girl. Especially women like me, who can see things beyond reason."

"Astaghfirullah's. In this age there are still such people. May Allah guide him."

"The prayer won't work, the proof is that he still dares to do this."

"Believe in God." Anwar hugged me back.

Morning's approaching. After a few days in the hospital, I felt good to go back to sleep at home and enjoy my day off.

I saw the clock showing at 04:00 WIB. My eyes went through every corner of the room, I did not find Anwar. There was nothing in the bathroom either.

There was a noise in the kitchen after I opened the door. It turns out Anwar is cooking.

"What else is it?"

"Ah this. Cook some eggs again. When I woke up, I was hungry. Just thought, half-cooked eggplant looks good. You want?"

"He.he..." I tried to shut my mouth to hold back the laughter.

"Why? Is there something funny?" Anwar was busy touching his face.

"No mas. Funny, look at the cravings, because from the first mas never like to eat half-cooked eggs.