That man is my husband

That man is my husband
Thumped


I've never felt this tense moment. It was like I was in a small room, surrounded by many people with an indescribable look.


Imagine how I'm in position now? there's Abi, Uma and Aa Rey, especially Abi's deadly gaze makes my voice shrivel. I did not dare to look at Abi, but I did not make a big mistake, only late coming home from the rules that should be.


After all I want to do again, if if it was on the way home I did not get an accident, most likely I can go home on time. But if I say that I was hit by people, sure 100 percent permission to carry the bike will immediately pull Abi.


"Where did it come from? why come home late? why wasn't Uma calling up?" Abi said full of intimidation.


Subjected I replied, "Ais out of the foundation, cool to play with children so forget the time, seriously Bi. I don't lie."


"If you speak raise your head, don't bow rich." said Abi.


Honestly, I don't want to look at Abi. Just hearing his voice was as good as gini. What if I have to look at Abi, No, Big no.


"Adek," call Abi with great emphasis.


With constancy and fear, I raised my head, looking directly at Abi's face. And suddenly something happened that made me open my mouth in astonishment at Abi's attitude.


Cup..


One kiss of Abi on my forehead, then brought my body into his arms. Again I was just stunned, not believing in any of this. What's on my mind, if tonight I'm going to end up angry Abi, in fact? just the opposite of what I thought.


"Abi's worried deck, don't repeat again yeah?" abi said as he continued to hug me and gently rubbed my head.


"Sorry Adek Bi, promise never to repeat."


Then Abi let go of his embrace and looked at my feet.


"Where is sick? try Abi look," said Abi while slightly revealing my game.


I looked straight at A Rey, not that she promised to keep it a secret. But now? Abi just as Uma knows. While A Rey, even the Cuek Duck that, nyebelin will have Aa rich that. I pulled again the word that A Rey is kind, sweet.


"Son Abi, I'm not sick." I still hurt a little.


Abi looked at me, "Don't learn to lie, neither Abi nor Uma has ever taught to lie. It's a bruised leg like this, look Mi, the bitch said it doesn't hurt." Abi showed my bruised leg to Uma's direction.


Uma only looks to take a deep breath, "Grandfathers, Uma compresses yes use ice water." Uma then stood up to take the ice water, but I held it.


"Uma don't have to, her feet have A Rey treat really, seriously. Ask Aa deh." I pointed towards Aa.


"Is A really bad for Adek's feet?" ask Uma.


"Yes, Rey is the most considerate."


It feels like vomiting to hear the words Aa, nyebelin mah it's a.


"May be careful deck if you bring a motor, nan-" said Uma I tangkis I do not want to hear the next word, I was afraid to hear the word 'can not take the motor again, no'


"Abi, Uma adek please allow me to continue to bring the bike well, Ade promises to be more careful again." I plead while staring at Abi and Uma.


Aa's nyebelin instead mengomporin Uma same Abi.


"Don't give me permission anymore, just confiscate the bike."


"Don't!"


"Sita,"


"Don't Aa huh."


"Stopp!!" Abi mediates.


"Kok so fight that, Aa can not do that and for Ade Abi equally Uma will not prohibit Ade to take the bike, with a note, do not be late to go home again just as careful if you bring the bike."


"If this incident repeats itself, then be ready Abi or Uma will take the motor." continued Uma.


"Ready, Abi, Uma. It's the first and last, promise." I said while showing the hand in the shape of the letter V


**********


Zain pov's


That morning I intended to go to the campus where I taught, driving a pajero, usually I went to the campus riding a motorcycle, why today is so reluctant to drive a motorcycle.


In the middle of the journey I saw a pair of seniors who seemed to want to cross. Because they do not cross at the zebra cross makes it difficult for them to cross.


I stopped my car and pulled it over. I approached them and asked where this elderly couple was going.


"Assalamu'alaikum cake, grandma." I say hello


"Where are Grandma's grandparents going? let me take you," I propose.


"We went for a walk, and now we're going home."


"Just two? what Grandpa's son or grandson is Grandma?"


"We live together, our children and grandchildren are far away" said the Grandmother.


"Then who takes care of Grandpa with Grandma?"


"There's an aunt in the house, she's the one who always meets our needs."


"Well, where did I take you, where's the house?"


The Grandfather mentioned his home address, and not too far from where we first met. By walking alone can quickly nyampe.


When me and a pair of seniors wanted to cross over, I felt that someone was watching me, sure enough my guess. There was a girl on the Scoop* bike who kept watching me, grateful I was wearing a mask so she didn't see my face.


So did the girl, the helmet blocked her face so I couldn't see her face. If I knew her face maybe I'd give her a sign, that this girl just keeps watching me and if I meet back I'd ask her why.


My guess was more certain, when me and the elderly couple had already passed by and were quite far from the position of the girl, the girl left. Strange, I thought.


****


Until at the campus I parked the car, before I got out of the car I used a peci first, his intention would do the dhuha prayer that I routinely do every eight o'clock.


After that I opened the car door and pressed the auto lock button. My first destination was the campus mosque but, My steps came to a halt when I saw one Scoop* motorcycle that looked a lot like the girl.


But I think again people who have a bike like this must be a lot, the color must be a lot of the same.


Finally I continued my steps that had stopped because I saw the exact same motorbike belonging to the girl on the road.


There was probably about 100 meters away, I heard the person who was scolding. I'm sure it must have been students and students who were expecting.


I just shook my head, a sign of disapproval if it had to be that loud. It's not something educational.


"Rika, remember well you don't like any punishment too harsh" I told one of my students.


Instead of answering, he fell silent while looking at me. It's not strange anymore, the students must always be like that when they see me. I feel like there is nothing special about me.


I called him back in a slightly raised voice.


"Rica! you listen to me talk."


"Eh he sir," he saw a wave.


Finished telling them not to forget about harsh punishments, I also resigned and continued the initial intention to pray dhuha.


*********


My concern for the underprivileged has been embedded since I was still sitting on the Junior High School bench. Besides the upbringing of this old man is also pure from the bottom of my heart.


In the gugel map I try to find a foundation that shelters children or other disadvantaged people.


A lot of choices, but my choice fell on a fellow caring foundation. In addition to the proximity of home and see from the bio of this foundation makes me interested to become their permanent donor.


This afternoon I intend to visit the foundation, the sooner the better I think. It didn't take long to get there. Because this foundation really is in the middle of the close proximity of my house also close to the campus.


From campus to there is a twenty minute drive. Before visiting I called first the foundation cares fellow, after the foundation gave the code I immediately left.


Until there I was welcomed by a group of young people maybe their age between 20 years and more, did not expect it turns out the managers were young. That is proof in the present day there are still young women who still have a high social sense.


"Good day, Mr. Zain."


"Don't call me sir, I'm not a very old man" I said in a pecking order.


"I'm sorry, if that's what we call mas Zain" proposed a man who said the vice chairman of the foundation's board.


"That's better."


Then I was with a man named Hasan around the Foundation, he told me from the beginning to the end of the foundation's founding process. One fact that surprised me, the originator of the construction of this foundation was a fifteen-year-old girl. And if this foundation has been established since three years it means that the girl is now eighteen years old.


It makes me curious about the founding figure of this foundation


tbc