Like a Former Nail
SEASON 2 Episode 2

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My eyelids opened slowly and my gaze immediately caught the beige color on the ceiling. While holding my head still dizzy, I tried to wake my body up and wake up on the cushion of the sofa. My eyes glanced left to right, it turned out that I was in Mas Yudi's room.

I heard the door open. I reflexively turned my head and found Mas Yudi who was walking over.

“How are you doing now? Do we need to go to the hospital?”

I gave the trinket slowly. “My condition is good enough, Mas.”

“But you still look pale.”

“I'm good enough Mas.” I looked to the left and to the right again, now looking for the clock. I feel like time has passed long enough. Even from the window vents, I could see the lights already on. “What time is it now, Mas?”

Mas Yudi glanced at his wrist. “Jam eight nights. You fainted long enough.”

“I'm sorry ya Mas, I—”

“This is not your fault, because it looks like your condition is not good. You need enough rest, you should apply for leave only.”

A leave? Ah, true. I do have to apply for leave or Aunt Ria will scold me. “Baik Mas, actually I do intend to apply for leave for a day tomorrow.”

“Enough a day? But you should apply for a leave of absence for three days only, because during your work here, you are indeed very rarely take leave rations.”

“Nggak Mas, just a day,” reject me. It's better to work than leave, because if I don't move, my mind will definitely haunt me, hunt down with a wad of events a few years ago, damage my brain and maybe I'll really go crazy.

“Let me take you home now Keiy.”

“I still have a shift Mas.”

“Tak nothing, because your condition is also not good.”

“But I can go home by myself,” again I tried to refuse. It's also not the first time he's intended to drive me, it's just that I always have a reason to avoid. I don't look like this alone with him. I don't want to create rumors that don't wear, considering he already has a wife and a son.

Several times I have also met with Mbak Mutia— the name of Mas Yudi—'s wife when visiting Aji Mart. She looks very beautiful, with a typical Javanese face. Mutia is also very friendly. He often shares his cooking and it tastes very good.

“Take your bag in the locker first and I want to sort it out for a bit. We'll meet in front.”

I nodded slowly and immediately stood up. I didn't go straight to the locker, but turned to the bathroom. I need to wash my face, hoping to disappear the remnants of fear from the shadows of that day. Even I still feel that big palm is swaying my body.

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“We stopped for a while yes, Mutia and my son nitip,” said Mas Yudi while turning his car into the parking area. The place looks crowded with visitors. The majority were filled with a group of young people and families. In fact we had enough trouble finding an empty parking lot, some of which was almost filled with cars.

“I wait in the car only Yes Mas,” my door.

“You haven't eaten, have you? We eat only.”

“Later to buy in warteg only Mas.”

“Mumpung already here, you eat here only.”

I just replied with a small smile. Although Mas Yudi did not tell, I also know that this place called RM Intan is famous for being delicious. Because several times, I often invited Lala here. Besides the price is also affordable for people like us, the place is also comfortable and spacious. Even the majority of visitors are mostly people who drive cars.

“What do you want to order?” Mas Yudi thrust the menu book towards me.

“Ayam geprek sambal only Mas,” replied me, just a glance. I'm hungry but I'm not comfortable eating alone, especially with someone's husband. Although we have nothing to do but employees and owners, people don't necessarily think that way. The mind of no one knows. And a person's mind is not always positive.

“Drink?”

“White only,” answered me as briefly as possible, without frills call Mas, want to show that I am really uncomfortable being here.

While waiting, Mas Yudi continued to invite me to speak and I only replied with a nod or a slash, or just a short answer. Until Mas Yudi's speech was interrupted when an oriental-faced woman greeted him. And my pupils instantly enlarged when I saw the figure standing behind him. Is God punishing me now? Have I made a mistake these few days? Why did we meet again?

“Just tube, I think there is no more seat,” Mas Yudi with him while looking around that looks frenzied.

“But we're not interrupting, are we?”

Mas Yudi shook his head. “Neither.”

The woman took a seat beside Mas Yudi, while the thick-browed man sat beside me. My chest is rumbling. Grain of sweat felt appearing on the skin, wetting my forehead and body. My hands also started to shake and I felt my stomach churn, wanting to pull out something. My eyeballs are starting to get out of focus, too.

“Your wife?” ask the woman.

“No. Employees at my place.” Mas Yudi looked at me while frowning slightly. “You okay, Keiy? Your face looks a little pale.”

“A-I'm fine as-only Mas,” I replied a little stammered, I feel my breath is not circulating well.

“This is Clara, Keiy. Friends on campus first,” said Mas Yudi introduced.

The woman named Clara reached out. “Clara.”

I tried to greet the hand calmly, trying not to show that I was agitated. “Keiysa.”

“If he's Devian, my twin Yud.”

Devian reached out his hand and Mas Yudi greeted kindly. He also extended his hand towards me. But I'm not picking. I was terrified to see his palm. The events of that day again gnawed at my brain.

“Devian,” he mentions again his name.

“Kei-Keiysa,” I replied quickly replying to the words and immediately wiped them with my skirt. Devian looked with a strange look, but he did not comment anything. While the two people in front of me seemed busy conversing with their stories.

I can't take it anymore. My sheep wanted to explode. My neck was also suffocating, as if oxygen was no longer here. I stood up straight from the chair. “A-I want to-to the bathroom.”

I walked in a hurry and fortunately the bathroom was empty. I immediately vomited at the toilet, removing the turbid liquids. My tears reminisce in the pelupuk. My esophagus is painful. After that I leaned against the wall, slamming my head on both knees. I cried sobbing. Why do I have to experience all this?

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