Wife To Fernando
one hundred and thirty seven

Rara arrived at the destination station at almost twenty-two.

It was late at night, the atmosphere of the station was not too crowded, Rara chose to sit in the waiting seat of passengers who were there.

Rara orders a taxi online that will take her to Mbah Sarmi's house.

After he got the taxi online, he contacted the driver, they agreed to meet in front of the station entrance gate, because online taxis are not allowed to enter by the conventional taxi community there.

After finishing the call, when he was about to put his phone into his pocket, the phone fell and accidentally stepped on by someone who happened to pass by and

Crutches.... The phone cracked and died instantly.

The trampler who realized his mistake apologized but could not replace Rara's phone which was quite expensive.

Rara could see the frightened face of the young man, "don't change, but next time be careful!"

The young man thanked him for bowing down several times, and Rara forgave him and let the young man go.

Realizing that she had been waiting for an online taxi driver, Rara rushed to pull her suitcase and pushed the stroller towards the station entrance.

Rara was grateful that the driver was waiting for her, lucky that she remembered the license plate and the name of the online taxi driver she had ordered.

The journey from the station to Mbah Sarmi's house takes about thirty minutes.

The village road at twenty-two hours was very quiet, not even a vehicle could be seen passing by.

The lighting is also not much help, the dark atmosphere on the left right of the road, only bright from the car lights as well as the lights from the front of the house residents are passed, even though the distance of the house from one another is not close.

Rara and the taxi driver were chatting trivial things about random things to drive away boredom, while Arana slept soundly in her cradle.

Until the car stops right in front of Mbah Sarmi's house, Rara gives more to the driver with a thank you.

It was really quiet, no residents came out at the hour like now.

Rara pushed the stroller and pulled her suitcase, she stepped foot towards the door of Mbah Sarmi's house.

The traditional Javanese house is half walled while the other half is still wood.

Rara said her greeting and knocked on the door, until twice and the door opened, Fitri who opened it.

The girl deliberately stayed over to wait for Rara's arrival after knowing that the woman would visit.

The spacious Mbah Sarmi living room has many merchandise both.

After making small talk, Rara left Arana, so that she could cleanse herself and perform the plural prayer service isya Magrib.

Finished the worship business, Fitri had offered him dinner, but Rara refused him subtly, earlier on the train he had ordered dinner from the officer.

And here are the two with Arana in the middle,

Fitri said that Mbah Sarmi was late to sleep after the prayer, but the woman knew that Rara would come.

The girl told me, if this afternoon their merchandise had just come from the manufacturer, so the goods piled up in the living room.

Both of them slept around twenty-three o'clock.

Rara wakes up when Arana cries, the baby seems thirsty, the woman sits leaning on the headboard of the bed, she holds her daughter, then feeds her.

He saw Fitri who was still sleeping covered and hugging bolsters.

At four o'clock in the morning, about ten minutes, Arana went back to sleep, carefully Rara got up after putting her daughter next to Fitri.

He rushed to the kitchen to clean himself up and prepare for dawn prayers.

In the kitchen he meets Mbah Sarmi who is cooking water in the furnace, Rara greets him, kisses his hand and hugs him.

The two told a story for a moment, before preparing for the dawn prayer after taking turns to take ablution.

Soon Fitri woke up following both.

They prayed at dawn with Fitri who became a priest.

After the prayer, they taught together.

They also cook together for breakfast, an activity that Rara misses.

Although cooking all traditional using firewood, but it was a fun thing for Rara.

At six o'clock the meal was ready, they had breakfast together, they had breakfast,

Rara laughed when she heard the joke that Fitri made,

It was right to visit Mbah Sarmi, here he felt calm and peaceful.

It felt like the problems that had befallen him a few months back evaporated into oblivion, because of the happiness of being in this place.

The hospitality and sincere smile of Mbah Sarmi makes Rara calmer.

Twice he came to this place in a state of confusion, being in trouble with the same man, only this time it was different.

It feels so right at home, if he could just want to live in this village, raising his daughter quietly, would he?

It's okay to live simply, it's okay if he has to go to the fields and rice fields, it's okay if it's not as bright as in the city at night, again can it?

Does that guy want to let it go?

Until last night the man did not contact her at all, there was a question in his heart, Did the man forget her?

If it is necessary to separate, Rara thinks it is better, even though the other side of her heart is not willing, because she loves the man, and the man is also the father of her daughter, but maybe this is the best.

From the drama that he watched on television, he could know the lives of the mafia members were not calm, every time their lives would be threatened.

Already there was Arana in his life, he did not want to die quickly just because he was the wife of Fernando.

Rara shook her head, now she was in the hut of Mbah Sarmi's farm,

He accompanied Fitri picking long beans and chili there.

What he likes here is that the people around him never wonder about the reason he came, about his turmoil and his life out there.

They only ask news, nothing more, most only discuss the matter about the village.

Including Fitri, the girl only asks about business, even though girls the age of Fitri usually ask a lot about this.

That's what he admired from the villagers here, they really appreciated each other's privacy.

From the field, they returned to Mbah Sarmi's house.

Around nine o'clock, the two will start work, working on orders that have piled up.

Rara hopes Arana is not fussy as usual, so that her work can run smoothly.

From now on he will live off the money he made himself.

So he has to work harder in order to save for Arana's future.

He hoped that there would be happy days in his life, even without the presence of the man.

Although there was a longing tucked in his heart, but he had to dismiss all that, he convinced himself that his life would be fine after this.