The Love that is Abolished
21 After marriage
The sound of adhan shubuh echoed so beautifully, it happened that my contract was behind the mosque, although the mosque was small, but the prayer there was always rame. I woke up from my sleep. I say thank you, because I am still given the opportunity to live this life in good health. Mas Anto's burly hands were still tightly hugging my stomach. Overnight burly hands provide aq of warmth and comfort. Is this how rasany got married?? O Lord, do not take away this happiness, let me feel this happiness for as long as possible.
I raise slowly Anto's hand on my stomach, so as not to disturb Anto's sleep. I prepare breakfast for Anto mas, because today I have started to enter the work lgi. Well.my cut is over. After that I take a shower and get ready for work. Aq wake up Anto mas, while I shake his body "mas wake up, breakfast first." I said while waking up Mas Anto.
I repeat the way I woke up Mas Anto, while fad aq kissed the pipe. It was strange why he woke up. "Aq want to go to work first, you have not entered work, right?" I asked Mas Anto. "O yes later if hungry already aq prepare food for lunch later, mas." explained me on mas Anto.
"You're leaving now Deck, wait aq. Aq shower dlu yaa, later aq interracial." said mas Anto. I just nodded my head in agreement.
In my workplace, many friends already know the news about my marriage from my wa status, or my fb status. Aq does want to share happiness, with my wedding ngeshare. Maybe for others this is too tacky, but for me this is the best way to express my happiness.
"Well the newlyweds" said Elin, "Have the duren party yet?" ask Elin again.
"Sick but delicious, Aliva" said Pur mbak. "Where is the story of dong? biarin who is still single added ngenes yaa Aliva." said mbak Pur, while glancing at mbak Sasa.
Maybe for me this chat is too vulgar or taboo. Married people may be ordinary. Aq just smiled aj reply to the questions mbak Pur and friends.
Alhamdulilah aq very lucky, aq surrounded by people who are good to me. Although aq is over-seated, at least aq has them as a place to exchange stories. They were my closest relatives after my neighbors.
On the sidelines of jokes and jokes of my friends, ad satire from someone. "What could be said to be happy, if there was a sacrifice of a wounded heart" said the woman, staring cynically at me. Aq doesn't know who he is. Aq didn't know him. Aq pretended not to hear, maybe that person had no other intention. Aq is still thinking positively. I ignored that guy.
Time for the clock to go home. Before I told Anto to pick me up. It turns out that Anto's already picked me up. My new husband, I said in my heart. Adek liver more klepek-klepek mas.
"Capek ain't Dek?" ask Anto
"Ga tuh mas. Today there are not many jobs so it is still relaxing." I replied
"We don't go straight home first Dek, the streets used to muter-muter area" said Mas Anto
"Yeah mas." I replied gladly. It was just invited to muter-muter area aj senengnya like winning the lottery. This lebai bener aq.
After tired aq invited muters around the industrial area. We're home.
At home already ad sweet tea that has been cold because maybe we overdue the streets earlier. What a rasany, can not be expressed in words. Happy, happy to be one. Although only sweet tea has become cold still aq drink, because this sweet tea is made with love.
