A Cup of Black Coffee
Chapter 19

Why now he likes to threaten. What exactly does he expect of me.

"Why did you become like this. You think after everything, you can be with Azam? Their wedding the day after tomorrow, do you think it could ruin it!" my toilet.

"It's none of your business, I just hope we split up and Abi doesn't blame me and Azam" he asked.

I laughed dismissively, "have you forgotten? Even Bang Zhafran said he suspected everything because of Azam! You think you can fool your parents and Mas Zhafran?" my clear.

Hulya threw away her face, she probably forgot about the incident because she was busy saving herself.

"It's better to be honest that we can't be together without opening up our disgrace" I suggested.

"Who can mas, you don't know, I have an agreement with Abi that will accept you, I think it's easy but it's difficult mas," he explained.

Hulya was full of puzzles, she used to say this for my family, and now she says that she has a pact with her father that I don't know what.

It's all just the shit! There is precisely him who is afraid of this separation because it will certainly harm him.

"Don't bring others into our trouble Hulya! I can even attack you back! Remember, I have Sarah and Farah who can silence you!" reply telak.

I don't want to be in his threat anymore. If he thinks I've been quiet all this time for fear of threats he's been wrong.

I was just thinking about how to take it off well, she was the one who was impatient and wanted to have everything. Greedy woman! Now I judge Hulya that way.

"What do you mean?" tanyanya nervous.

"You certainly still remember about your reckless behavior earlier, right? I can ask them to help me tell Abi that you dare to threaten my family!" obviously though reluctant.

He laughed like a madman, "it's fine that you refuse, hope you don't regret it!" lambasted.

After that he went to the bathroom, probably cleaning himself to get ready for bed.

My eyes widened when I saw her appearance when I came out of the bathroom. He was wearing transparent clothes that showed the duster of his body.

My maleness was a little rustling, of course, because I was a normal man, after all.

Damnit damnit! I'm sure Hulya was deliberately teasing me. I ignored his behavior and chose to rush to close my eyes.

I could have sued him for my rights, we were still husband and wife, but I'm not a loser man who fucked his wife who didn't want me.

After thinking like that, suddenly drowsiness attacked and I could fall asleep.

The next day, Hulya was warm to me. Makes her parents smile happily.

Very good acting, he could make his parents breathe a sigh of relief because they thought he could save our household.

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Two days later, I was preparing to be present at Azam's wedding at his invitation.

Now I return to the second room, parting again with Hulya.

After the death of my in-laws, Hulya's attitude returned to the initial mode, cold and stiff.

I chose to wear the long-sleeved batik shirt I bought yesterday. There is no uniformity between me and Hulya, because I don't know what kind of clothes she will wear.

One thing is for sure, since yesterday I saw Hulya looked sad, maybe because all her plans failed and instead had to accept the fact that today her love was actually married.

"Yes! Don't you want to be on Azam's show?" I cried after knocking on the door of his room a few times.

Before long he came out in all black clothes, like a man in mourning.

Maybe that's the definition of the situation. Fortunately, our clothes were not too lame, because he was wearing black.

Her face was polished with a fairly thick makeup. Beautiful indeed, though I admit, I prefer to see her in natural thin makeup.

"Take my car!" attack as we walked.

Maybe he's embarrassed by his other friends if he comes in my butut car.

"Are you sure you can congratulate them? Do not riot Yes, there must be Mas Zhafran and Abi as the owner of the school that must be invited" I said.

"I know! Who will mess up! I know myself," she looks, but she's throwing her face away as if she's avoiding my gaze.

Let it be, as long as he doesn't mess up, I can calm down.

We went to a pretty fancy hotel ballroom. Although only as a teacher I did not expect if Azam could hold a big marriage like this.

When my wedding with Hulya was not even as luxurious as this, maybe she was from a family to be able to hold a party that was quite luxurious for me.

Hulya took my hand and approached the reception desk.

I could only give them envelopes, I saw Hulya carrying nothing, I hope my gift was not underestimated by them.

We then entered the reception. The marriage contract may have taken place yesterday or this morning I don't know, because the invitation only listed the reception party.

The bridegroom was already sitting on his throne. They both look stunning, with typical bridal attire.

"We want to taste the dish first or want to greet the bride?" bargained.

Hulya was still staring intently at the happy couple ahead.

"Yes!" my sentakku.

He turned his head then said with a little tautness, "let's go there first! Give congratulations!" the answer.

He took my hand back. We walked in line behind the group who also wanted to take the bridal stage.

While in the ranks of the old men, who I thought were Azam's parents, the middle-aged woman looked at me quite sharply.

Of course I was surprised, I greeted him. But he didn't answer me, just looked at me. Makes me misbehave.

Then we arrived before the two brides. The aura of hostility was so thick, even Sarah did not smile to greet us.

"Congratulations Mr. Azam and Ms. Sarah" I congratulate both of them.

Azam replied to me with a big smile like the first time we met.

"Thank you for coming, Ragil" he replied.

"Hopefully always Samawa, Mr. Azam and Ms. Sarah," I said praying for them.

Hulya was still silent, she did not shake Azam's hand nor Sarah's.

"I hope Mas Ragil can keep his wife from messing up!" slam Sarah to me.

I could only nod and smile stiffly, then hold Hulya down after we greeted Sarah's parents.

After taking the dishes provided there, we sat at a round table located close to the bridal stage.

"Mas, it looks like his mother Azam saw here anyway!" hulya said making my gaze follow her.

"Maybe he saw you because you were about to ruin his son's marriage!" origin toilet.

"Ck! I never even knew Mas Azam's parents! This time I saw them!" hulya.

"Yes let it go. I'm going to the toilet first!" I said I got up and left him.

"Please don't do it!" my threat.

"What the hell Mas! I'm not going to make trouble, I already know that my feelings can't be forced!" obviously even with a slurred speech.

When I came out of the toilet, I was shocked by a middle-aged woman who I thought was Azam's mother.

"Are you Rukayah's son?" his sambar surprised me, because he knew my mother.