Unknown Baby
Sandals

Faiq still closed his eyes, his heart rippling as the ring reached the top and descended down. Eager to try to open his eyes but undone. He's afraid.

"If you're afraid of heights, why did you go up?" asked Myesha worried.

"Because you want to ride." Fiaq replied with his eyes still closed.

Myesha was quite moved by Faiq's actions against fear for her sake. All this time he had never met anyone who would sacrifice for him like that. The girl smiled. Not expecting in the ring can find warmth other than the memories of his parents. 

"Don't be afraid, I'm here" Myesha said as she moved beside Faiq.

His hand tried to hold Faiq but the man brushed him off.

"You don't sit here on your side. Back to your seat there."

Myesha put her lips together and returned to where she was. What warming? Faiq is just scared.

Getting a rejection from Faiq makes him want to be angry, but pity. Finally Myesha could only enjoy the reanglala by looking at the scenery while Faiq closed his eyes.

The number of lights makes the Samber field like a paradise for people to have fun. Defeat the darkness of the night with laughter of misery. Didn't think he was one of those people.

Bianglala stopped, he and Faiq went down. Faiq's nausea held until Myesha managed to give him a drink.

"We go home, Mom."

They were sitting not far from the barn.  Avoiding the crowd.

"Aren't you going to try another game or wait for the fireworks? Stay here."

"Then buy sandals first. I don't bring money." Myesha took her sandal. 

He showed Faiq the swallow slippers. The white sandals broke when buying the drink because it was very shabby. It was not long ago when Myesha bought it.

"Wait here, let me buy you slippers." Faiq standing.

"I'll come along, I'll pick it ugly."

"You want nyeker? Shy Sha. Rames. Intention is ignored by people." Faiq pointed at the street full of people.

Seeing that Myesha pouted, "yeah, choose a good yes and not for long."

Faiq nodded before leaving Myesha alone with her broken flip-flops. He walked among the crowd. At first he wanted to see the sandals but was undone after seeing the pretty lined shoes.

Not very expensive. Only 75 thousand can already get beautiful shoes. Faiq chose the pink color, looks suitable for Myesha. Size 38. It was with great pleasure that he bought those shoes.

"Why buy shoes?" the girl protested when Faiq showed her the pink shoes she was carrying.

"The shoes are beautiful, they suit you."

"How much price? Not expensive?"

"No, it's cheap."

"How much money did you bring? We have no intention of coming here. How's Ntar running out of money?"

"More than enough, you don't have to worry."

Faiq crouched down, he took Myesha's foot to wipe her palm before putting on her shoes.

"Well, pretty, right? Let's go for it."

Myesha observed her feet wearing pink shoes. It's pretty. She like. Then the girl stood up.

"If the money is enough to buy a jacket, yuk. The more malem it feels cold."

Hearing the question from Faiq made the girl narrow her eyes. 

"Yes, let's buy." Faiq grabbed Myesha's hand. Grasping past people.

Right in front of the clothes spot they found a nice white couple jacket. Myesha is interested because buying a couple costs more ngirit. While Faiq assures me of the origin of Myesha happy.

The jacket Myesa wore to ward off the cold. Likewise with Faiq, although not feeling cold but want to wear something that couple with Myesha. When else can you feel halal courting like this. 

"Buy sweet arum yuk." Take Myesha again.

"Come on. Want to eat chicken noodles?"

"Yes." Yeah."

That night they spent the money that was in Faiq's wallet. Buy a two-pack meatball for Tina and Susi who are already looking after Yuno.

"What time, Mom?" ask Myesha while stopping.

"My hp's dead."

"Well, that means that Tina and Susi called don't know dong."

"What if you don't have HP?"

Myesha. "Let's go home, I don't feel good."

"But there are fireworks."

"Let's go home, I'm afraid Yuno is okay."

They hurried home after paying parking 5 thousand rupiah, the only money left in Faiq's wallet.

The two-lane road became the fastest alternative to getting home, from a distance Myesha could see fireworks erupting after she left. Being in Faiq's arms, the wind was unable to penetrate it. 

The fireworks were beautiful, Myesha placed her head on Faiq's back while continuing to see the fireworks on the way home. Her hand grip was also strong on the belly of the man who had officially become her husband.

This was the first romantic moment he had with Faiq, not expecting to be loved it would be this much fun. 

Then the motor stopped, but the house was still far away.

"Why, Mas?"

"I think the gasoline is running out."

"Why not fill it up before leaving? I think there's a stall there." Myesha pointed at the stall not too far away.

"My money's up, Sha. Push it home."

That night was also the first time Myesha felt in a row with her husband, living her hard time traveling through household life.

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