
The night the park is getting crowded. Aira invites Affan to come home soon. They walked leisurely away from the park to his car.
Aira was shocked when a woman was standing next to their car. He looks like he's carrying a basket of fruit.
"Assalamualaikum, Mas Affan," said the woman.
Her slender body looks very sexy wearing clothes that fit on the body. Actually she was wearing a hijab but her clothes were so tight. He was wearing a pair of jeans combined with an elbow sweater.
"Wa'alaikum greetings" Affan and Aira answered almost simultaneously.
Affan looked uncomfortable with the sight before him. He immediately lowered his head to keep his gaze.
"Sorry Maryana, we're in a hurry." Affan rang the car remote. Maryana's body standing right beside the door made her not open the door immediately even though she wanted to.
Aira looked at her awkward looking husband. The same attitude at the beginning of their marriage. In addition to being shy, Affan also keeps his eyes from seeing things he shouldn't see.
"Do I look disgusting to the point of not looking at me? I just wanted to ask you to help me renovate my house." Maryana spoke in an upset tone.
"Tomorrow please come to the office. If I'm not around, you can meet Mr. Bimo." Affan still did not want to linger even though Maryana reasoned to meet him for work reasons.
"Mas, I can't stand going to the toilet" Aira said.
Actually it can still be detained but Aira wants to make Maryana release the two of them. Affan's discomfort is becoming more apparent. However, he had no reason to leave.
Maryana looked at Aira sharply as she saw her walking towards her. His hand crept to the side of his body and held the doorknob of the car.
"Sorry, Miss. Next time we talk again." Aira tried to act ordinary and smiled at Maryana.
The door that began to open made Maryana forced to shift her body to move away. Aira sat behind the wheel then shifted her body to the side.
Affan soon followed. He tilted his body so as not to nudge Maryana's body. When he was in the car, he opened his glass.
"Assynolajet. We go first" Affan said.
"Wa'alaikum greetings," Maryana replied sounding insincere.
'What's special about that woman? Beautiful is not. Still waiting for me everywhere. Tomorrow I have to go to Mas Affan's office. I don't want to give up, it doesn't matter if I become his second wife.' Maryana smiled wickedly.
Feeling that there was nothing else to do, he approached his car to go home.
***
Roland's parents freed him through immigration. With the help of the embassy they managed to bring Roland back to Spain.
After this they would never allow Roland to return to Indonesia. His mistake was too much to make his parents feel so angry.
The news of Roland's return to Spain made Amanda even more devastated. He cannot face his problems alone. It was free that she told Roland the news of her pregnancy because she could no longer return.
Amanda stood on the balcony of her room with her eyes looking far ahead. Her eyes looked puffy even though she had stopped crying.
His hand rubbed his flat stomach. Amanda who lives alone will have friends if she has children. However, she will not be able to face the blasphemy of the community because she became pregnant without a husband.
After thinking for a while Amanda finally thought about aborting her content before anyone knew it.
Amanda drives her car to the pharmacy to buy drugs that are prohibited for pregnant women. The dispensary employee did not care much and immediately took the medicine purchased by him.
At the pharmacy Amanda meets a young couple who look very happy. The man looked very affectionate to his wife who was heavily pregnant. He imagined himself to be that woman.
Her chest ached when she found out that she had to face her pregnancy alone. Not wanting to feel increasingly claustrophobic, Amanda decided to go home soon.
In her car, Amanda cries to express her feelings. Doubt came back to his heart. She changed her mind and wanted to stay pregnant.
His hand grabbed the tissue inside his car dashboard and prepared to run his car. A worn photo fell into his lap. Amanda took it and looked at the photo.
"Affane ....." Amanda smiled at him.
Suddenly his mood changed. Amanda wiped her tears and got excited. He found a way to deal with his problem.
'I cannot be sad. This kid I have to defend. Anyhow I should be able to get what I want.' Amanda monologues in heart.
Regardless of what he was planning, the sadness on his face suddenly disappeared without a trace.
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