Those Who Want My Body
Women's Crying

"Doctor is my wife okay?"

"Your wife is fine, just two or three days ahead the possibility of hearing from your wife is reduced. But with the help of the medicine I gave, hopefully this doesn't last long."

"Okay doc, thank you so much."

"Darling, you're okay. Thank goodness you're okay." Anwar hugged me.

"Come on home, I'm sleepy."

"You go to sleep, and then you get home, and you wake up."

I just nodded. During the trip to the hospital, Anwar was only focused on driving. There was not a single question he asked. Ah. maybe Anwar already understood.

"Aish wake up, we're home."

Mas Anwar asked me to wait for him to park the car, he said he wanted to accompany me into the house. Maybe Anwar is still worried

"Mas...?"

"Hmmm..."

"Did you not ask?"

"A lot of people want to ask, but for me you're okay it's more important."

"Thank you, my. Can I hug you?"

"Yes, tomorrow there is no need to go to work first."

"Hmmm. I'm okay anyway."

***

Mas Anwar still sounded worried, he insisted on preventing me from going to work. Finally I said, I took a break at home while Mas Anwar went to work. Mas Anwar works as a supervisor at an automotive company, which I know is not easy. Sometimes Anwar has to go down to the field, go two or three days without going home. But Anwar loves his job, he works without complaining. Mas Anwar said whatever the work, however the work and whatever the salary as long as it is done with sincerity Allah must provide convenience in every work.

Once Anwar went on a job suddenly because he replaced his sick friend, Anwar asked me to worry about leaving me alone. The work went well, but when Anwar and I checked out from the hotel where we were staying suddenly the rain was heavy with strong winds. The big trees in front of the hotel one by one dropped their branches. The hotel advised us to cancel our return. The hotel is far from the crowd. Because it is on the outskirts of the city, which makes road access quiet enough to pass.

"It's so dark outside." I said after looking out the window.

"The rain's creepy, lucky we're still here."

Mas Anwar approached me, taking a peek at the situation outside which was still raining heavily accompanied by strong winds. As the noise of rain and wind rang out, a woman cried. But Mas Anwar did not hear it at all. The longer the woman's voice the more it sounded bitter and approached. I was busy searching and listening to every corner of the room, after enough to make sure it turned out that the sound came from the bathroom in this room.

"Mas." I tried to convince Anwar.

As I opened the bathroom door suddenly a woman covered in blood with disheveled hair shouted as she ran towards me with her long hands choking my neck.

"Aishis... Aishis... Aishwa... You why? What was? Did you hear the mas? Please be aware, please."

The grip of his hand was so strong that I had trouble breathing, and Anwar looked panicked. I know it's not real for Anwar, it's just my vision. But what I feel is real.