After Marriage
Sorry Can't
Hasan put his fork and knife on the table and replaced the plate that contained the little steak he had cut with the plate of Anha whose steak was still three-quarters of what he had not cut.
Hasan wanted to cut it off for Anha. Little thing, but sweet and so sweet. Even Lidya and Sisil were jealous because Anha was treated like that.
"If I think, anyway. It is only natural that your prospective husband cancels his marriage with his future wife. All guys also want to get the best wife, right? He just can't take care of himself well, how will he educate his children later."
The sentence was like a dagger that was wielding right at the heart of Anha. Short but so sharp. Piercing all the way inside even made it difficult to just breathe.
It cannot be avoided if indeed men are a people who rely on logic. Perhaps if a woman married a broken man before, and the man had changed, then there was still a chance on the part of the woman to give the man a second chance.
Anha can only bite her inner lips. Fearful. Body shaking. Her body feels so cold.
Lidya who was observing him now understood. The answer from Hasan had explained very clearly, very clearly, if Anha did not say that to her future husband.
But Lidya does not want to judge Anha or blame her best friend. Anha must have had her own reasons.
Lidya before marriage also did not tell her future husband if he was no longer a virgin before marriage, but fortunately her husband did not dispute it.
Then now what will happen considering the response of the future husband of his best friend is not the same as the response of her husband? Even the answer is outright denial.
"Hazan... Amit amit very, very, yes. So what about Anha Kayak Megan, dong? Will you also cancel your marriage with Anha?"
DEG!
Anha echoed her lower skirt tightly.
"No way, ah, Anha kayak. She's a good girl, really. And he was certainly the best partner for me. I'm proud of her," Hasan said as he looked to the side, looking at Anha with love and affection.
Anha tried to pull the corners of her lips to curl upwards to force herself into a smile. Fake smile. A smile that felt very bitter to him.
Hasan shook Anha's left hand and said...
"And I'm so proud too, An, to have your kayaking partner."
Then after that Hasan kissed the back of Anha's hand even in front of her friends.
Now the atmosphere turned into a moment of silence. Anha pretended to fake a nod and smiled at Hasan. His heart was pounding tremendously, his breathing was blowing rapidly out of fear.
To bear a lie is very difficult. It's like haunting Anha all the time.
Lidya looked towards Sisil. It was as if the eyes with those eyes could telepathize each other. Sisil also did not know what would happen tomorrow. Most importantly the task of the two of them to do this to find out the answer from Hasan was finished.
Let the rest of Anha handle it herself.
"Eh, yes. I think I have an event, Lid, just as much as me, hehe," said Sisil lying so that he could go home soon considering the atmosphere here is no longer care.
The originally cheerful while chatting chatter now turned out to be very awkward, tense, then deg degan, and many more. It doesn't taste very good.