Chapter 3 - He is Lier
"Play golf, Mom," I said. Mama who was just sitting next to me hit my arm lightly.
"When you are asked, you like to answer as you please, Clara. You can't do that, people will be annoyed to hear your answer!" Mom's advice.
"After Mama was weird, she already knew I was eating and even asked what I was doing," I said. My plate was empty, I finished my lunch combined with my dinner.
"It is not like that, you mean Mama why do you eat alone. Where is your husband, why are you not invited to eat too?"
"I do not know, Ma. He has not been seen since, he's gone back to his parents' house," I answered casually.
"Hush, you know. From now on do not like to talk nonsense, son! Remember! You are already someone's wife. Next week, you will be brought to Medan.
There you must be able to maintain your attitude, don't let people get hurt because of your behavior. !" My heart suddenly saddened by the fact that next Sunday I had to follow Mas Azzam to the city of Medan. Means I have to part with my Mama and Papa as well as Cleo.
"Can't I just stay here, Ma? Mas Azzam should just go back to his house in Medan over there." Mama laughed and shook her head at my question. "Well, look for your husband there! Mama wants to talk to your aunt and uncle in front of you," said Mama.
After Mama gone, I went to my room to sleep. Let Mas Azzam do his own thing. Later when you are sleepy also go into the room yourself.
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I woke up because I felt a hand touch my body. For a moment I felt dazed, then when his consciousness had returned I immediately brushed my hand away while taking a sitting position. I was surprised when I saw Mas Azzam lying beside me. He smiled as he pulled me to lie down next to him. "What do you want, sir?" I asked confused. I looked at the clock on the wall in the room. It's still two in the morning, my eyes are still sleepy.
"Why are you even asking, Ra. It's our first night, right? Let's celebrate!" replied Mas Azzam with a big smile. The first night? Does that mean I have to serve him? Oh no! I have to quickly rack my brain for an excuse now.
"Ehm, sorry a thousand sorry, Mas. I ... is on my period," I replied. I feel good to be able to think quickly to come up with an excuse. I'm not ready to be Mas Azzam's wife completely. "No, really. Why are you just telling me now?" asked Mas Azzam again. Her face is not as bright as before, it's a pity to see it. However, I'm not ready and I'm not ready to serve him either.
"Mas just asking now," I replied pretending to be innocent. He let out a disappointed sigh, I smiled faintly and excused myself to the bathroom. Previously I grabbed a small bag that I always carry when I leave the house. Arriving in the bathroom, I took the sanitary napkin that was in my small bag and put it on. It's dangerous, if Mas Azzam comes to check it when I sleep later. After that, I went back to bed. Mas Azzam has returned to sleep soundly. I slowly lay down beside him, trying to fall back asleep. Suddenly Mas Azzam tilted his body and hugged me tightly. Apparently he was just pretending to be asleep. His hand was about to move down which I immediately brushed off.
"Don't mess around, okay, Mas!" I snapped. "S-sorry, Mas just ..." he stuttered and I immediately cut him off angrily. "Sleep, it will be dawn soon!" Mas Azzam closed his eyes obediently. I laughed quietly and closed my eyes again.
The next day, Mas Azzam woke up with a sullen face. After finishing the Fajr prayer alone, he came out of the room. I immediately locked the door of the room and immediately performed the Fajr prayer before Mas Azzam came back again. After the prayer, I followed Mas Azzam because he did not return to the room.
I'm worried he'll tell Papa that I'm on my period. You can find out the lies that were made later. Arriving outside the room, I looked for Mas Azzam's whereabouts. The house is still quiet. Mama and Papa must be still in the room. "Find who, Non?" asked the aunt startled me. Maybe he was surprised to see me looking around alone in front of the room.
"Auntie, you just surprised me! Did you see Mas Azzam, didn't you?"
"Mas Azzam is in the backyard, Non. Looks like he's on a call," said the aunt. Receiving a call? Who called him this early. Feeling curious, I followed Mas Azzam to the backyard. I don't know why I suddenly felt suspicious. Why did he have to go to the backyard just to take her phone call. By settling I looked for the whereabouts of Mas Azzam.
I faintly heard his voice talking to someone on his cell phone. However, I couldn't hear clearly because Mas Azzam spoke like a whisper. He was ending the call when I got behind him.
"Be patient, dear!" I heard the last sentence Mas Azzam said before ending the call. Who did he call sweetheart? I was frozen to where I was standing.
"Clara!" Mas Azzam shouted in surprise when he turned around. I stood with my arms crossed, curious about what he said earlier made me immediately ask him.
"Yes, what are you doing here?" I asked curtly. "Oh, that. Mas is ... um, just looking for some fresh air," he stammered. I furrowed my brow at his answer. Doesn't he know that I saw him on the phone earlier? With annoyance I approached him, then stomped his foot hard.
To be continued.