ELECTORAL MAN
First Night Preparation

After finishing dinner, I went into my room. I started to get sleepy. Oh yeah, this is my first night. Exactly the first night where I will sleep with a man who has been my legal husband. I have to get ready. Who knows, after finishing his work, Mas Farid will enter the room, and.....

I changed my clothes. Salem color pajamas with cherry blossom motifs, it does not seem ugly. This pajama I bought six months ago at Tanah Abang market. Although the model is ordinary, but the material is cool and comfortable to wear.

I remember a gift from Vera, one of my friends. Yesterday at the wedding, she gave me a gift containing a few pieces of lingerie.

There are four pieces of lingerie with a wadidaw model....I dare not wear it. Too sexy. Everything was. Maybe later I don't know when I'll dare to wear it, hehehe.

I reflect. Comb my hair and start cleaning my face with cleansing milk, then put on toner, apply essence and covered with the use of night cream. Not forgetting I also apply lipbalm so that my lips do not dry and still look fresh.

I want to look attractive tonight.

I am honestly groggy. My heart beats faster. What if he suddenly comes in, and starts touching me.

Relax, Ninis. Calm. Bismillah, you must remain calm and welcome her with a smile. Now you are his wife. You should be able to make him happy.

Not imagined later. What if he's surprised to see my habit of sleeping. I like to sleep. Likes to move position by yourself unconsciously. Tau-tau pillow bolsters are already at the end. I even fell out of bed a few times when I was very rough, so hard.

In addition, my habit of waking up every time is farting. I often make a fart with a loud enough sound before I get out of bed....Uup.

I started to break my body. Relax my muscles that start to tense up and start to draw breath. Until I finally woke up when the sunlight began to slip bashfully through the window.

Hour 07. 15. Geez, I'm bad luck praying dawn. I get out of bed and look in the mirror. No change in bed. Means last night Mas Farid didn't sleep here.

"Eeh, morning ma'am," I replied.

"What do you want for breakfast? toast, or fried rice or do I want to buy breakfast outside?"

"Oh yes. Mr. Farid has left as soon as I come, ma'am. It seems so rushed. I usually leave around 8 or half 9. But this is the half 7 o'clock tumben's already gone." Mrs Atin explained.

Why didn't he wake me up? ask me in my heart.

"Pak Farid just advised that later if you wake up please be well served" Ms. Atin explained again.

Did he wake me up? or maybe he was really pursued by time to not have time to say goodbye to me?

Questions filled my mind.

I rushed to the dining table. There is only bread and stuffing. I am still on vacation today. Ms. Endang gave me a week off. Let the honeymoon be the poll, he said.

Maybe the case he handled was really heavy and Mas Farid did not want his reputation to be ugly. Did I just call? yes, I had to contact him as well as give him some encouragement this morning.

Ringing call beeping. But not lifted. I tried again. Still not lifted... Tut tut tut tut's. The phone you called did not answer.

Seriate.