When My Husband Changed
2. Worrying

It's late, the clock has shown at 9 but Marcel hasn't come home yet. In the past, usually every 5pm, he went home. It was too late before Maghrib arrived home. So after Marcel came home, they still had time to do maghrib prayer together. Whether because of his increasing activity or something else he did, Zicka did not know.

In the past if Marcel suddenly had to overtime or go home at night, he always took the time to send good news via phone or text or today via whatsapp. But now, boro-boro gave no news, phone or chat from Zicka was never again responded.

Why has Marcel changed so much? Why does he no longer care about his wife and children? Her attitude really makes Zicka wonder, what has made her husband change in such a way?

Trings ...

A message goes to the messaging app on Zicka's phone. At first Zicka thought it was Marcel, but hope was hope. It was Marvin who sent him the message.

Marvin: "Hi Ka, what else?"

Me: "Nothing else."

Marvin: "Sir Marcel hasn't come home yet?"

Me : "Not yet."

Marvin: "Nearly 10 o'clock hasn't come home yet. Is he overtime?"

Me: "Not knowing."

Marvin: "What kind of a bitch?"

Me : "No jutek ah, just badmood again."

Marvin: "Udah ah badmoodnya, later beautiful lost you know!"

Me : "Wild."

Marvin: "Ihhh juteknya ... Old cepet attractors also continue to be drained by Meyra's oma, will you?"

Me : "What a good thing is called oma. Yes if I'm called oma, you're her opa."

Marvin: "No papa as long as his oma is you."

Me : "?@($_-"

Marvin: "Well, has dinner?"

Me : "Not yet."

Marvin: "Lho yet, your magh pain will recur!"

Me: "Let no one care either."

Marvin: "Who doesn't care?"

Me : "Look at your sister, wondering why you haven't come home yet, what's her name if you don't care."

Marvin: "Maybe Marcel's brother is busy. But I care about you, Ka. If you don't care, I might not be able to remember chat night-night keq gini."

Me : "😭😭😭"

Marvin: "Who is crying? Please, don't be sad! If you want anything or need anything just connect me. I'm always ready. Or do you want to eat something?"

Me : "Yes, there's something I want. But it's late, how to buy it. Want out can not bring a motor, want g'food, had already looked around no, there was a turn uh far-away all kasian brother ojolnya kalo anter far. Want to ask to buy Mas Marcel all go home from work, boro-boro purchased, from earlier chat nanyain home at what time not to mention bales, how would you like to try nitip."

Me: "Want martabak telor ducks."

Me : "Vin ..."

Me :" Marvin, are you sleeping?"

"Ikh must be sleeping, son. He who ajakin chat, turn bales, uh he even said, must have been molested tuh. Hmmm .. what else is almost 11 hours. Duh, Mas Marcel where the hell hasn't come home yet! I'll try the phone."

"The number you're going to is off or out of range, please call a few more moments."

"Well, where the hell you are can't be connected," murmured Zicka began to be frustrated because of the situation Marcel who could not be contacted.

tok tok...

"Well, it's probably Marcel's mas."

Zicka immediately opened the door, "Your gas is kok pul .. uh you Vin, kirain I mas Marcel. Why did you come here all night, I thought you were asleep until you didn't chat me again."

"Now, fetch! Eaten yes! I don't want you to get sick." Marvin gave me a bag that I don't know what it was.

"What is this, Vin?" Ask Zicka curious.

"Open it," said Marvin with a sweet smile.

"Martabak telor? Oh, my God, so you said that because you wanted to buy me martabak telor huh?" zicka asked with teary eyes that were only answered with a smile by Marvin.

"Thank you very much, Vin." Suddenly, Zicka's tears flowed from the corner of her eye. He was completely moved by Marvin's unexpected attitude.

"Udah, don't wear it," said Marvin while wiping Zicka's tears that had flowed on the cheeks.

"I told you, if you want anything or need anything, just call me, I will always be ready. Yes, I'm going home!" Pamit Marvin who immediately passed from before Zicka then waved his hand.

"Don't stop by yet, Vin?" Pekik Zicka made Marvin turn.

"No need, it's already malem, about kirain people we do not mind. Bye Ka, good dinner and good night. I ate, went to bed, and I did" said Marvin, waving his hand again before completely disappearing from Zicka's sight.

"Marvin, if Marcel were as good as you, I would be the happiest woman in the world. Unfortunately it was just a dream," muttered Zicka who was still standing at the door. After that, he immediately went into the house.

Then Zicka immediately took the plate and put the martabak plus the sauce into the plate and started eating it voraciously. Meyra was already fast asleep so she did not wake her up to take her out to eat together. Sometimes she stopped from eating when she remembered where her husband was at this time. No news at all. As if he had forgotten he had children and a wife who always awaited his return home.

After eating, Zicka immediately cleaned her cutlery and washed it immediately. After that, he went back to the room and typed in a message for Marvin.

Me: "Vin, thank you so much for everything."

Marvin:" Same."

The day is getting late, even the clock has shown 11 o'clock passing. But Zicka was still awake. He could not close his eyes for a moment because he kept thinking about the husband who also showed no signs of going home. He also filled his time by reading online novels to repel his passion. In addition, he hopes that reading can make his eyes immediately sleepy so that he can immediately fall asleep like Meyra.

Free to wait for Marcel, she thought, her husband would not contact her at all. However, it turns out that her worry is greater than the ego to not care about her husband. He was worried that something was not desirable to the husband, so Zicka also occasionally tried to contact Marcel again even though the answer was still the operator machine provider. Zicka could only sigh in prayer, and hopefully her husband would be fine wherever he was.

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