
Mila drove me home. No talks during the trip. Mila tried to melt the atmosphere by commenting on whatever she saw on the streets. But unfortunately I'm not interested.
"arc. I'm sorry" said Mila, who saw that I was silent.
I just glanced at him for a glance. Not hate or be angry at Mila. But I'm very sad and fucked.
"I shouldn't have told you, Ar. Now you're just being quiet like this." Mila regretted telling me.
I took a deep breath.
"You're completely innocent, Mil." I breathe again.
"I'm even grateful to you. You have given me very important information. Although it's very painful." I wipe away the tears that came out without warning.
"May you be strong against it, Ar. If you need help, I'm ready to help you anytime. Never hesitate to ask me for help, Ar," Mila said sincerely.
I know Mila's a sincere friend. He never counted on anything.
Mila's ugliness is only one. She is a hobby of changing dating couples. Any new find, with or without reason Mila would leave him.
"Fel." Mila pulled the car over.
"What's wrong?" I looked at him. I wiped my tears. Because it'll be at my house soon. I don't want Arka seeing me cry.
"I'm scared." Mila's hand gripped the steering forcefully.
"Fear me?" I think so. Anyone would be afraid of being close to people who have HIV. Because many people are still very public about it. Me included.
"Not." Mila looked straight ahead.
"Then?" I looked at Mila who was still staring at her sight somewhere.
"I often change partners, Ar." Suddenly Mila's cry broke.
I let him cry all over. Because I myself want to cry. Perhaps crying will reduce her sadness.
"You're using security, right?" my many. Even though I never used safety myself with Doni. Because I think Doni's clean, not a guy who likes snacks outside.
I only take special medicines that I bought at the pharmacy, to prevent pregnancy that I take after we have sex.
"That doesn't guarantee, Ar!"
Yes indeed. The security could have leaked. Or wear it too late. Or.ah I don't know. I don't really understand how HIV is transmitted. Because all this time, I never thought I'd be at risk.
Mila was crying again. His hand hit his car's driver.
"Already, Mil. You want to cry roaring even if it has hit ya just hit. It won't do any good, will it?"
Although I actually want to do the same thing as Mila. I want to cry. Pingin.
"Keep, what should I do? A laugh? Dancing welcomes the day of my death, does it?" mila shouted as if I wouldn't hear it.
He must be very scared. Almost once a month he changed a partner who is not yet clear cleanliness. Sometimes it is not even clear the origin.
For Mila rich origin and a lot of money, the proposal of friends will never be discussed.
"Just pray, may the virus get away from our lives." Holy sok really spoke. Do not pray, just remember the sins I refuse.
"What about praying the virus keeps being scared? And won't gnaw us?" Mila spoke as if the virus was definitely there and was residing in her body.
"Minimal can strengthen us."
Mila looked at me sharply.
"You pray often?" I'm shaking. Mila laughed, even though her tears were not dry yet. And his nose is still full of fluid.
"Do you think God will listen to the prayers of sinners like us?" Mila likens me to her.
Actually I don't accept it, because even though I committed a sin, but I only did it with Doni. It's not like Mila is always up to date.
But to be angry now, the timing is not right.
"God is Hearing, Mil." As far as I know, Allah is All-hearing, Most Merciful, Most Merciful, and many more.
"God will listen to our prayers of sinners. But I will never grant it. Wh why? Because we do not deserve forgiveness. We deserve only the punishment. Azab, Ar!"
Mila again cried for her actions. Maybe he's very sorry. Like me. But are regrets still of any use in times like these?
I was suddenly afraid of Allah's punishment. I fear God will be angry with me.
Arka who became too good man, God gave him a terrible disease. Especially me?
I bow my head. I wanted to be bent so that I would lose all my sins.
"Mil, how about tomorrow we get a blood check? To make sure of our situation," I asked.
"You think I have a lot of time to queue up at the hospital? You are delicious, now you are free. You can go anytime."
"Keep what do you want?"
Mila pensive. Looks like he's weighing. I don't know what he weighed.
"OKAY. Tomorrow I'll be ditching. And I'll pick you up. What time can you leave?" ask Mila.
"I'll be free, I can go anytime." I'm giving back Mila's words.
"good. The sooner the better. And you better ask Doni. Does he know anything about Maya or not?"
"For what?" I've been lazy to hook up with Doni again. Because of him I am now in a terrible position. I'm so sorry to have anything to do with him.
"He also needs to know about his wife's condition. Which must be related to his condition as well."
Mila cares so much about Doni. It's definitely not without reason.
"Yes, I'll ask." I finally gave up. I'm tired too. I want to go home. Praying to the Almighty.
"Go home, Mil. I'm tired of it." Mila nodded. Then start the engine of the car.
Looks like this is the last time Mila changed cars. Because after this, it's likely that Mila will repent. Whatever our check results will be.
Hopefully, this will be a lesson for Mila. Also me. To be more careful in acting.
But what if the virus really lives in my body?
I have to go far. Far from my husband and son. Because I don't want them to get infected.
Let me feel it myself. It's my destiny. My doom. I don't want to drag anyone else. Especially the people I love.
Mila's car braked suddenly.
"Focus dong, Mil!" My body moved forward. Because I'm not wearing a seatbelt. Fortunately not to the glass.
"Yes, sorry Ar. Sorry." which." Mila refocused on driving.
I am not focused myself either. I don't know why Mila braked all of a sudden.
Come to think of it, we are people who are afraid of their own shadow. Fear of something that may not happen.
But honestly, that shadow was terrifying. I dare not imagine it either.