ELECTORAL MAN
He's Not Coming Home Again

The meeting with the Bald at the Mall was still in my mind. Why did I meet earlier? hopefully he doesn't know if whatsapp I hack. Immediately anxiety began to run through my mind. No, he had no idea I was following him.

Mostly he thought, our meeting he Mall was just a coincidence. Where is he? he hasn't come home yet. It's half nine o'clock now. It rained again. It was as if it was poured from the sky.

Is he still in Meylan's apartment? that possibility is very possible. It could be that he just drove Meylan to the apartment and all of you stopped by. Maybe tonight, too, they spent some time together in the apartment. I tried calling him and his phone was off. Bad prejudices began to run through my mind.

They must be in the apartment. That possibility is huge. Moreover, they both still love each other. Clear details began to drip one by one through my face. Like the heavy rain that happened outside the house, tonight the rain of tears poured down my heart.

I want to be able to tell you all this. But to whom? I can't tell Mom or Miss Endang, Miss Queen or my best friend Vera, or Mama and Brother Ferin. I wanted to cry and tell them all of this. They would be surprised.

But I promised not to tell anyone about my real married life. It's not time yet. Someday, everything will open up. And surely the truth will be on my side. Because it's just me, the most wronged and wounded.

Maybe some people will be surprised, if there are types of people like Farid and Meylan. Farid had so foolishly obeyed Meylan's will that he asked her to remarry a petty and innocent woman like me as a condition to refer to him again.

This is not unusual. What a strange condition. But that's the fact. This is really happening in my life. And I have accepted it for compensation. Even if I had to sacrifice my own feelings. Who would have thought that I would be made to fall in love? this feeling comes without excuse.

Her phone number is still inactive. Fixes. He's not coming home tonight. He must be staying at Meylan's apartment. Don't know what they're doing there? just imagining it makes me cramped.

Suddenly my head was dizzy. I got up to pick up the medicine on top of the drawer near the dining table. The silence came back. I am afraid of being alone like this. But I ventured. I took my medicine and went back. Trying to close your eyes and enter dreamland.

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I'm bad to wake up. It's six o'clock past twenty. The effect of the medication I was taking made me fall asleep so soundly. My head is still clenched. It feels like I can't get up. I have permission today not to teach. I grabbed my phone and immediately sent a message to Bu Endang.

Yo wis's. Gapapa Nis's. Don't think about work issues. Rest yes...Don't forget to check with the doctor. You may not be pregnant! congratulations yaa.... Keep the condition yes***Nduk****!

Ooh tidaaaa... If only Ms. Endang knew the truth. Reply messages from Bu Endang made me more miserable. The sound of knocking on the door was heard from outside. Miss Atin has arrived.

"Sorry Mom, I'm late. There are grandchildren staying at home. You don't work?"

"Who said Mrs Atin was late. Now it's only six past twenty-five minutes. I'm not feeling well, Mom!"

"Oah. The clock in my house means the broken one. Miss Ninis, what breakfast do you want? let me buy it. Oh yeah, I'll make some herbs! looks like Miss Ninis got in the wind."

Ms. Atin seemed to be worried about me. The middle-aged woman reminded me of my mother. His attention, his alertness in the kitchen is like Mom's.

"Later my kerokin ya ma'am! my body doesn't feel good!" my pinta.

"Ready Ma'am. Miss Ninis is pregnant. Let's go check with the doctor!"

For the second time I was overwhelmed. Pregnant ???? that word again made me feel bad.

Seriate.