A Cup of Black Coffee
Chapter 4

The day went by so quickly, my relationship with Hulya became even colder.

His attitude was still as usual, probably because I knew everything was just a mask making me feel tired with this pretense.

Like this morning, my heart was once again stricken with a terrible pain.

Maybe out of nervousness, or maybe God wanted me to open my eyes wider, I saw a package of contraceptive pills that fell when Hulya hurriedly left this morning.

After our return from her parents' house Hulya always had an excuse when I invited her to visit her family.

The reason was indeed very fitting, at this time he was busy with his student exam.

The last thing I remember there was, when I accidentally eavesdropped on my father-in-law and Hulya.

Where he said that he had complied with the request of his parents to marry me and he wanted his parents to no longer interfere in his affairs that wanted to continue teaching.

I stared bitterly at this pill pack, so unwilling she was to carry my child that she chose to take this pregnancy-delaying medicine.

I put the pill in my pants pocket, and then I came out feeling confused.

My concentration is crumbling, I often daydream in the store. Made Hendi repeatedly rebuke me.

"What's the matter anyway? Abis nikah instead of spirit instead I see you often daydream Gil!" reprove me.

I exhale, it feels like I want to bring out something so tight this chest stuffy.

"Eat yuk!" bring him.

I saw a watch on my wrist that showed me lunch time.

There was no hunger, but since I had acute magh disease I had to fill it.

Hendi took me to a restaurant that was located quite far from the store.

My footsteps stopped when I saw my wife was with a man.

"Isn't that Hulya?" ask Hendi.

My body stiffened, my muscles could not be compromised.

I could only close my eyes feeling this tightness, until the clap on my shoulder resuscitated me.

"Don't suudzon, it turns out there are other friends," said Hendi told.

I looked at his desk and it was true that two women in uniform just like Hulya and the man had joined.

Maybe they're eating together, I can't think badly of Hulya.

Although her heart is still for other men, but I'm sure Hulya must have kept her marwah as a wife.

"Meet me, don't make this a misunderstanding" Hendi said.

I followed his request to greet my wife and her colleagues.

"Hulya?" call me.

Hulya turned her head then her eyes were perfectly rounded, but after that she tried to calm down.

Two of Hulya's comrades stared at each other, probably not knowing who I was, while the man in front of Hulya was still quietly fixated.

My wife got up to greet me. But what I think is that he's reluctant to introduce me to his friends.

"Mas Ragil," he replied with a stiff smile.

He then looked back at his comrades who had risen up.

"This is my husband, Mas Ragil," he said, introducing me to his friends.

"This is my friends, Beautiful, Asri and ... Mas Azam," he said softly on the last name that makes me sculpt.

On the two women I just cupped my hands in the chest, while on the man whose name is the same as my wife's idol I extended my hands to shake her.

One of the women who became Hulya's friend I remember her. The one who met me and Hulya at school that time.

This dimpled man greeted firmly, no sense of awkwardness. Confused me to guess really him? Or is it just Hulya's feelings for him that have not been conveyed?

"I'm sorry, I wasn't able to attend your wedding at the time. Again, shift tasks," he explained.

I just nodded in response. I saw Hulya looking down next to me.

"Don't you think we're joining here?" my words are bad.

"With papa mas Ragil, we also happen to not know her husband Hulya. So now we can get to know each other" he replied straightforwardly.

I thought maybe this humorous guy was Hulya's dream.

Azam is easy to get along with, even with me and Hendi he can talk like old friends.

"Wah mas Azam is humorous, yes, surely his wife is very happy to have a husband like a mas," I said deliberately fishing.

If he already has a wife then I don't need to worry, because maybe it can't reach him because the man already has a mooring of the heart.

And for sure I will work hard again to melt my wife's heart.

"I'm not married yet" she replied with a smile.

Suddenly my body stiffened, Hulya was seen smiling at a glance. Yes, when I heard Azam's answer, Hulya was the first one I noticed.

"God willing in the near future, please pray yes" he told us.

Again only my wife was the target of my gaze.

Sure enough, his face looked a little moody. For a moment, and then try to smile.

She is very good at covering up her feelings.

"What is Mr Azam? Well who is the woman who managed to conquer the heart of Mr Azam? It could be a national heartbreak day!" lamented another Hulya colleague, joking.

They chatted merrily like before, only Hulya seemed to change, it seemed like she could not cover up her disappointment.

We split up after we finished eating. Hendi even asked me to drive Hulya and she would come back alone, but my wife refused, she felt bad for her colleagues because they had come together.

Maybe just an excuse, because in fact he wants to be with his puja.

On our way, Hendi did not say a word. But when I managed to park the car, he suddenly made a sound.

"Your house is fine Gil?"

I gasped, maybe he noticed Hulya too? I'm getting nervous.

"Okay Hen, thank you for noticing" I replied with a forced smile.

"See ... You should be able to behave with your wife Gil, before it's too late" he suggested, then he got off leaving me alone.

I was stunned again, did Hendi also know that Hulya likes her coworkers? Maybe just a one-handed love.

But instead I felt sorry for Hulya, maybe because of our matchmaking, she could never express her feelings for Azam.

Now I'm sure Azam was meant by Azam his co-worker.

He should have been angry when he asked to stop teaching, now I know the real reason.

Not because she felt that her brother and I were curbing her ideals, but because she was afraid of not being able to see her heart.

Bad thoughts swirled in my mind, is it possible that they are often together? There were times when I saw Azam's gaze on Hulya there was also interest, but I think they were trying to hide it.

And Azam said if he was going to get married anyway, so maybe this is God's answer for me to try again, right?

In the afternoon, I saw Hulya being moody in the living room.

Maybe he was still thinking about Azam's words that said if the man was going to get married.

He may be heartbroken. It's so tight in my chest, if it's.

"Dad?" my broom.

He flinched and smiled. Compulsive smile.

"Mas, are you home? Sorry again Hulya is not horrified," he said.

He got up to get me a drink. As a wife I know how she tries to serve me.

"Sorry mas, Hulya has not cooked, can we order food from outside tonight?" her door.

I just nodded, knowing his current feelings of disappointment.

"Will we eat out?" bargained.

Again, he replied with a smile of compulsion. I can't stand it, everything has to end, we'd better open this time, even if it hurts.