You're Not a Figurant
[POV Alex] Ch 25 - Khansa Lost

"Oh, Alex it's still Ma's business. Tonight he wants to stay at his friend's house, tomorrow continue to Surabaya. Want a visit to the branch there.." Diana suddenly came and gave an answer.

"Since when did you open a branch in Surabaya Al? Not all your companies in Jakarta? Did Mama miss the news?" Mama looked at me with eyes full of search.

"Yes Ma, the plan is to open there. It's still in the location review stage."

"Oh so. So you're not here? So you can't attend the show tomorrow?"

"What's Ma's way?"

"The seven-monthly measurement of Al. After all, this baby boy should be prayed for. So that the mother and baby are always given safety. You can't come?"

"Look at Ma tomorrow."

"Tomorrow after our thanksgiving directly to Singapore. If you can't come, don't force it..."

"Yes Ma..."

"Yes, continue your activities. Come on in, baby." Mama took Diana's hand and took her inside the house. While I feel free. Finished putting in the suitcase, I drove the car straight to Khansa's house. Can't wait to see him.

Khansa must be happy to have met her family. If Khansa is happy, then her mood will be good. He won't go around and smile at me again.

Twenty minutes later I had arrived in front of Khansa's house. The house looks empty. Maybe the occupants decided to rest? I got out of the car and started banging on the fence without that blocker.

"Assalamu'alaikum's chat... Khansas... Khansa.." There's no answer. I repeated the same greeting, this time I called out Father's name, but never got an answer. I was almost ten minutes in front of the house. I finally decided to call Khansa.

The number you are going to is not active, please call a few more moments.

Repeatedly the voice of the operator I heard. Khansa's number is inactive. Probably out of battery. I tried to call again, but I still couldn't. I decided to call Dad's number, but it turned out that his number was out of reach. Call Mom, I don't have her number. A feeling of confusion and uneasiness started haunting me. Bad and negative thoughts began to emerge. Then the memory started coming.

My brain automatically connects. Khansa carried all her belongings in one suitcase. Nothing left in the house. Mom and Dad could not be contacted. What does this mean...

"Khanza!! Khansa!! Open door!! I'm Alex!! Khansa!!" I started screaming like crazy. Thinking of the possibility of Khansa leaving me. His family took Khansa away from me!!

"Khanza!! Open door!! I'm your husband!! Open door!!" I climbed over the fence and started banging on the door. My behavior began to take center stage. Some people start to come to see their behavior. I'm starting to get desperate. My body trembles. Cold sweat began to pour. My breath's wheezing. The tears began to appear. While my mouth and hands were unceasingly in action.

"Khanza!! Open the door, baby!! You where?!! Khansa!! Open door!!"

"Mas, find who?" I looked to see the origin of the voice. I saw a middle-aged woman looking at me with high curiosity. I tried to normalize my breathing. Try to talk as normally as possible.

"I'm looking for Mr. Ahmad's family. Maybe you know where he is?"

"As far as I know, Mr. Ahmad and his family are gone. They are ashamed that their child is pregnant out of wedlock. Well, if I were him, I would definitely do the same. Having a daughter is not clear. Shy parents..."

"Stop!! I slap your mouth!!" Hearing Khansa being demonized again made my heart hot. A burning feeling filled my chest. I no longer see my opponents. All I know is he insulted my woman!!

"Did, crazy!! It's crazy!! Crazy bulls!! Not polite to parents!!" The woman went away as her mouth incessantly nagged. I went back to the door and banged on Khansa's house. Some people who were concerned came back to me.

"Mas, try sampeyan (you) call Mr. Ahmad's number."

"I have called Sir. But the number's off."

"Whose sample? What is the same relationship with Ahmad?"

"I asked my wife first. Who knows if he has the number for Ms. Ahmad." The father asked his wife. Turns out he has it. But unfortunately, Mother's number again could not be contacted.

The cold sweat wetted my forehead again. Bad thoughts came back to my head. What if they really took Khansa away? How will my fate be? I can't live without Khansa. I choose to die if I lose that woman!!

"Relax, be patient. Don't get emotional just yet. I called my son. Who knew he had his number Fian, his son Pak Ahmad." Stupidly, I didn't think in that direction. I also have Fian's number, but since I didn't think about it, I didn't call him. As soon as I remembered, I immediately contacted him. On the second ring, the call was raised.

"Yes?"

"Fian, it's Alex. Where's khansa? Where's Mom's dad?"

"lex? Oh... Alex is Mbak Khansa's husband?"

"Yes. Where's mama?"

"Lho, why ask me? You are the same as me."

"He came home today. But there's no one at home..."

"I just found out that Mommy's coming home."

"Where's Mom's dad? Why is no one home?"

"Oh, Mom's dad went to Grandma's house a few days ago. There is no signal there. It's also free to contact him..."

"Where did your brother go? Why isn't she home, too?"

"Where do I know Mas. I spent a few days at the boarding house. Lazy to go home, lonely, no one."

"Your mother now there is no Fian. Number is inactive. I'm confused about finding her."

"Lho, how could you lose Mbak Khansa anyway Mas? Shouldn't you be together?" ****, true said Fian. I should always be with Khansa. I'm so sorry to have left Khansa like that. The shadow of Khansa left me getting bigger. What if Khansa goes and disappears again? Where should I look for him? How long can we meet?!

Such thoughts again made my body tremble. I'm really freaked out.

"Mass?"

"Fians... Do you know where your mom usually goes? Maybe you know his friends? Or habits?"

"Less so know the hell Mas. I haven't been home for a long time. But in the past he likes to go to the local library or a place that has many books. If it's his friends, I don't know much about it."

"Yes Fian, I'll try to find him. Thank you." Thank you."

"Yes, you're the same." As per Fian's suggestion, I started searching the go*gle map of places that might sell or rent books. Then I walked through the place one by one.

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