
Love, the suffering people say is endless, love,
But out of love, I'm willing to let my tears flow,
waiting for love itself that will not be present when,
because of love I believe that one day my love will be together,
let me now clap one hand, please,
let me love you alone now,
Even if now the door of your heart is closed to me,
I'm not tired of knocking it, though,
all I know is that God never sleeps,
He is the one who will open the door of your heart for me.
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In Niken's principle, marriage is once in a lifetime, so no matter how her husband treats her, she will be patient waiting until whenever, she is sure her husband will love her with all his heart.
Unknowingly her tears melted down her cheeks, Niken wiped her. He folded his danger and put it in a paper bag. Niken stepped out of the room into the yard to put her danger in her car.
Niken went back into the house.
There was not a single person, but the door of the house was not locked, completely banged up, Niken muttered in her heart.
Niken turned his steps toward the plate shelf, took a plate and knife, and he took two mangoes that he had put on the dining table.
Seems like sitting in the gazebo behind the house while eating a groovy mango as well, he thought.
Niken dragged her feet into the garden behind her parents' house. Niken came out through the kitchen door, from there it was seen the garden behind the house. It turned out that his mother, papa and aides were gathering there.
"Mama!" niken approached them.
The one who was called turned to the source of the voice.
"Eh, Mama's son is coming. Kok alone? Where's your husband?" the question of the Mama always just so every Niken came to see him, this is what makes Niken rarely visit his parents' house, and Niken must prepare an answer that is certainly a lie.
"Mas Bram, there was a sudden meeting he said, Ma," Niken replied as he hugged and poked at Mama Zaida.
"Well, your husband's a hard worker, yeah. On Sunday he was still working" Zaida said. Niken just replied with a smile.
Niken then sat cross-legged in the gazebo, put down the dishes and began peeling the mangoes she was carrying. Zaida was also sitting next to him.
Suddenly Zaida rubbed Niken's flat stomach, making Niken surprised.
"How are you doing here, honey? Are there any signs that your granddaughter is about to launch?" ask Zaida.
"Patience, Ma. Niken leave everything the same God," answered Niken while cutting mangoes.
How about launching, Ma? touched my husband never, inwardly Niken.
Pity you Niken, married for as long as corn has never been touched though.
"Hemm, sweet mango, Ma. Try me!" niken offered the mango to the Mama to divert the conversation.
The flashback
Ardi, his father Bram is the owner of the company Ardiansyah Corporation or better known as ARD's Corp, he is a close friend of Haidar, his father Niken. They are college friends and business associates.
Since childhood Niken has known Bram, because their families often get together to eat together, or small parties. Niken is a jolly girl.
Niken, who was a small fat body was always the material of teasing Bram, Bram often called it the oil drum. But it did not discourage Niken to approach Bram.
As Bram was devastated by his mother's death, Niken came every day to comfort him, even persuading and bribing him to eat. But everything Niken does doesn't change Bram's feelings one bit.
Even when Niken High School accidentally enrolled in the same school as Bram, when Niken 1st grade Bram was already 3rd grade High School. It breaks Niken's heart when she finds out that Bram already has a classmate's girlfriend.
Niken decides to transfer schools, where she meets Erika who comes from a simple family. Erika at that time was not the same as Rifki, but they were familiar.
Since then Niken broke up contact with Bram, only to hear that Bram was studying abroad. While Niken after graduating high school he continued at a designer school in Jakarta.
Niken according to when his parents arranged him with Bram, without him asking Bram first whether he wanted to marry Niken or not.
That night after their wedding, the guests had gone home. They were in a hotel room that was in a boking room.
Bram seemed to be standing back and forth impatiently waiting for Niken who was cleaning his body in the bathroom. Niken out of the bathroom has changed clothes with a home-based gamis from the yellow rayon fiskos of turmeric with a matching color veil.
"Couple your stuff immediately! I'll take you home" Bram ordered, surprising Niken.
Niken just nodded then packed his things, only the wedding dress he brought, while the wedding kebaya he wore this morning when Ijab qobul he stayed in his room at his parents' house.
"Come, Mas!" bring Niken who is ready to go home.
Bram walks in front while Niken follows him in the back. Bram takes Niken to his new home, a gift from Papa Ardi for their marriage.
Bram flings his body on the living room couch, Niken sitting in front of him, waiting for what Bram will say.
"You never wish that I would consider you my wife!" hatch Bram. Niken just sighed.
Bram then handed over 2 pieces of paper containing a letter of agreement.
"Read the letter, then sign it!" bram orders with a ketusnya.
Niken only read a glance and then immediately signed it where his name is written that has been sealed seal, he did not care the contents of the agreement is detrimental or profitable for him.
Bram did the same, he signed a column that said his name and had been covered with a stamp, no witnesses in the letter of the agreement.
Bram then divides the key that was once one hanger into 2 hangers. He took 1 letter and one key.
"You keep the letter 1, I'm one!" he said as he stood up to leave the house.
"Where are you going?" asked Niken loudly, who was asked to stop his steps then turned his head.
"It's none of your business, mind your own!" hatchlings.
Well, this is my decision, strengthen the servant O Allah.
Niken stared at the body of the man who had officially become her husband until he disappeared behind the door. He walked towards the door, closed it and locked it.
Niken continued his steps towards the room, throwing his body on a queen-sized bed, he did not expect his dream marriage with a man of his heart would fate like this.
One day, two hearts even until one week Bram did not come home, finally Niken also did not go home, he spent his time designing and sewing clothes from his designs in a boutique that he started with his college friends at a designer school.
While Bram is frustrated at being forced into marriage to Niken, the girl he feels he did not know before. His girlfriend doesn't know where.
Almost every night Bram spends his time at the bar, and comes home when it's late and even early. He did not go home but to his apartment.
Flashback off
Niken still enjoys sweet arum mango with her mom, papa and maid. Mama Zaida gives a lot of advice about the obligations of a wife, serving the husband is worship and so on.
If in this house for a long time I could be flabbergasted, and the secrets of my household that I had been closing the meeting could be revealed, and Mama would definitely tell me to ask for a divorce. I do not want to be a widow, Niken said in her heart.
"Ma, Pa, Niken said yes!" niken said agitatedly.
Zaida and Haidar looked at the astonishment of his only child.
"Not stay over, son? Or waiting for your husband to pick you up? Mama is still missing, you have not slept in this house for a long time," persuaded the Mama to prevent Niken to leave.
Niken was trying to find an excuse, "emh, there was a customer I wanted to take an order, Ma. Pity that he's been waiting for a long time."
"Yes, already. But tomorrow-tomorrow often-here yes, dear," Zaida's pinta subsided.
"Surely, Ma."
Niken hugged and kissed the left and right cheeks of her mama and papa and passed away.
"Pa, Papa feels that there is something strange about our child?" ask Zaida to her husband.
"Maybe it's just your feelings, Ma" said Haidar neutralizing his wife's words.
"Ah Papa is insensitive, Niken is like hiding something, Pa." Zaida is still struggling with her argument, a mother's instinct is stronger than anyone.
While Niken drove his car out of the gate of his parents' house. Now he has arrived at the gate of a luxury house, a house that for six months left, the gate of the house is open itself because the sensors are connected to the car used by the owner.
The house looked dirty, many grasses were growing and rising. Niken parked his car in the garage. It was in his mind to ask someone for help, but who?
Nikens
[Gaess is on holiday? I need help from nich.]
Aryans
[What help, Beb? I transfer from Ausi π€π€]
Erika
[What help, Princess? Erika is readyπ€π€, back home from work.]
Nikens
[Gee, Sunday work. Could be quickly become a conglomerate nihπππ]
Riffis
[You don't know your husband's company, Niken. There are no holidays, it is also open 24 hours a day.]
[Yes yes, so how can anyone help you? I shared the loc.]
Riffis
[Ocre, I'm ready, Princess.]
Erika
[Ocre, I'm ready, Princess.
I'm coming, Mom!]
Riffis
[Yes, Ay.]
Nikens
[Oh yes, bring food and drinks, Erika. There's nothing here, I'll replace it.]
Erika
[Siip, don't worry, Princess.]
Niken closed her chat and made a Videocall call to her mother-in-law. Connected calls.
"Assalamu'alaikum, Mama!" greet Niken.
"Wa'alaikumussalam, darling. How are you?" ask the Goddess
"Thank God be healthy, Ma. Mama herself how is she?" niken answered and asked again.
"Alhamdulillah Mama is good too, dear. Niken when are you going to Mama's house again?" the Goddess then asked again.
"This is Allah, if there is free time, Ma. Oh yeah, the gardener at Mama's house, what's his name? Please tell me to come over here, to Niken's house, Ma!" Niken immediately made his point.
"Oh, the Karim? Not the same Siti? They're the ideal couple, "soon Mama Dewi.
"God, Ma. The same Siti. Yes, yes, Ma. Niken wants to clean up first" said Niken.
"Yes, Honey. Mama also wants to call Karim and Siti first," replied Dewi.
"Thank you, Mama."
"Back of love, baby."
Both closed the call. Not long after, Rifki and Erika arrive at Niken's house, the gate immediately opens itself because Niken opens it with a remote control from inside the house.
Erika went inside the house and put her luggage on the living room table.
"Alone, where's Rifki?" asked Niken who had just appeared from the inside to see Erika alone.
"Mas Rifki went back to the store again, would like to pick up his sister here as well" Erika replied.
"Well, have used the frills 'Mas' turned out. Uh, sister? Which other sister? didn't he die in a childhood accident?" niken was surprised.
"The long story, Tania came from the village together with her husband, they had a car accident while avoiding her mother Rifki who was about to cross the road. And now they live in Rifki's house." said Erika.
Siti and Karim have come, they immediately carry out the task given by Niken, Siti cleans the floor of the house, while Siti's husband cleans and tidies the grass in the garden.
Not long ago, Rifki and Tania had also reached the yard of Niken's house, Tania down from the bollards of Rifki motorbike.
"Whose house is this, my mother?" tanya Tania was confused by Rifki who brought her to a house.
"This is Mr. Bram's house, our workplace director," Rifki replied. "Let's go in!" taking her and then stepping in, Tania followed her from behind.
"Assalamu'alaikum," said Rifki immediately nyelonong enter. No one answered.
"Sit, Tan! Maybe they're in the kitchen again" Rifki said, letting Tania sit down.
Without answering Tania immediately sat on the sofa. He watched the room, dirty.
"What's this house, it's not lived in, is it, Mas?" Tania asked Rifki who was sitting in front of her.
"Yes, because Mr. Bram prefers to live in his apartment" replied Rifki.
"The rich people really like to squander money, yes, this big house will definitely cost billions, if not abandoned," said Tania speaking to herself.
"Yes, mending is handed over to us huh, Tan," said Rifki.
"God, Mas Rifki. Can you take care of this big house? Your salary per month is only enough to pay for the electricity doank, what do you want to eat every day?" sindir Tania underestimates Rifki.
"Sell his things one by one, hahaha..," replied Rifki accompanied by laughter. Tani also laughed.
While in the kitchen, Erika is helping Niken make ice syrup. Erika's syrup brought from the minimarket, while Siti's ice cube brought from the house of Niken's in-laws, because the refrigerator in Niken's house was still empty.
"That's in front of a real race, is there anyone?" niken asked Erika to hear a boisterous voice from the direction of the living room.
"At least they've arrived" Erika replied.
"They're that familiar? You don't have any jealousy?" ask Niken again to Erika.
"Initially I was jealous too, because Mas Rifki was so considerate of him. But the more I got here, the more I got to know him, the jealousy turned into pity. Tania is not a woman to be envied, she is a loyal girl, she loves her husband very much even though, her husband is now only able to sit in a wheelchair," said Erika told a little about Tania.
"God, so her husband's paralyzed?" niken asked in surprise who only answered a nod by Erika. "I wonder what he's like?" ask Niken to yourself.
Niken took the ice syrup in a glass teapot that had been made by Erika, and brought it to the living room, Erika followed him by carrying 6 glasses.
"What a name?" said Niken who just appeared in the living room.
"Eh, Niken knows this Tania, Tania knows this Niken the wife of our boss," said Rifki introduced Niken to Tania.
The two of them reached out and called out their names.
"Beautiful, young, young, married?" niken's words made Niken shocked.
"Custom, Ma'am Niken. The village people are still small marriage," answered Tania innocently.
"But it doesn't look like a village people, anyway" said Niken, who kept Tania entertained.
"Ah, Ma'am Niken could have," as always Tania blushed because she was constantly stared at by Niken.
Niken kept looking at Tania's familiar face. His face resembled someone, it felt so close, but who? Niken couldn't find it.
"Ehemm," came a dull sound that shocked Niken.
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