After Marriage
CHAPTER 79

“Mas Aslan!” call Kiran with a little scream from the lobby when she sees her husband barely getting inside one of the elevators.

Aslan turned to the source of the voice that had been so in his head, it turned out to be true. Kiran stood there. But not only Aslan who turned his head, Maya who heard the name iu called also looked towards the same direction, until it was clear, kiran who was in the middle of the lobby.

A moment Maya was stunned, especially when she noticed Kiran's appearance from top to bottom, seeing Kiran who was now wearing a hijab.

There was a strange sigh that re-covered his heart.

The three of them seemed to be connected by a line, to form a triangle, a circle of their destiny.

Kiran stepped back quickly to the suaminy, breathing heavily as she stood right in front of Aslan.

While Maya, just kept paying attention to the two from precisely standing up.

“Mas phone, kok entered in my bag, fortunately I hunted see,” Kiran said as she reached out the husband's phone, which was in her bag this morning.

“Maybe Aydan entered, this phone

hold Aydan," replied Aslan while remembering the incident at home this morning.

After retrieving the cell phone, Aslan immediately

removing some sweat that had started to appear on the forehead of the wife. “Thank you dear,” said Aslan, while pinching the wrath of Kiran's nose.

The phone was important to him, there were some

the document stored there, goes into the google drive.

"just a word of thanks? Kiss it where?” kiran asked in a whisper.

Aslan smelled his smile, then eroded the distance as if whispering something to the wife, then Aslan gave a glimpse of Kiran's cheek, to make the smile of the 1st child woman rise.

“I'll nailk. You careful, huh?" Aslan said after returning to give some distance, and Kiran only answered him with a nod.

They left smiles on each other's lips.

Seeing the husband's elevator closed, Kiran

just turn around, about to head to his workplace.

But to Kiran's surprise, just after turning around, she saw Maya standing right in front of her, not far from her place

stand up, look at him with a fixed look.

The deg!

Mayanist. Inner Kiran. Suddenly his legs were petrified, unable to move.

Until he saw, Maya who first came and approached. Until now, Maya stood right in front of him.

"Mbak Kiran,” greet Maya, but Kiran still flinch.

“Mbak, I'm sorry,” said Maya again, with a look full of regret. Their meeting unravels the veil of the past

it's been a year since it's been buried tight.

Kiran was still flirting, she was confused to be

how does. It was not just her who suffered during the marriage, even

Maya has to part ways with Aslan.

Finally Kiran shook her head slowly, “No May, you are not wrong, I should have asked

sorry,” replied Kiran after all her consciousness returned.

“Is he your son?" asked Kiran who did not want this awkward atmosphere to dominate them, and only saw that beautiful girl

who was in Maya's arms.

Smiling a little, Maya nodded. He also did not want to remember the past, a very painful time for

himself, because of his own mistakes he lost the person he loved so much, even now the love is still there, even though the rate has been reduced.

“Iya Ma'am, I'm married again, and she is

my son, his mother died while giving birth to him,” explained Maya as it is, Maya did remarry with a widower, after her iddah period was completed. He married again because he was betrothed by his parents.

“Alhamdulilah, now you live in Jakarta?

Kiran asked again and Maya shook her head.

“Tidk Maak, I follow my husband, stay in Surabaya, I go to Jakarta just accompany my husband who is in service.”

“Mbak is still married to Aslan? Maya asked softly, and Kiran was increasingly confused to answer. When I remember Aydan, he

finally answered steadily, “Iya, I am still married to Mas Aslan,” replied

Kirans.

And Maya just smiled a little, she thought after

divorcing him, Aslan will also divorce Kiran, apparently again the assumption is wrong.

“May, sorry yes, I have to go immediately,” Kiran said,

at this time it is almost 8 hours, if he goes to the Showroom any longer it is certain he will arrive late.

“Iya mbak, just go first, I am still waiting for my husband,” replied Maya, who also felt the same awkwardness.

Hearing that, Kiran nodded then passed away. But only 5 steps he walked, Kiran turned back and approached Maya.

He ventured to embrace Maya first.

“Until we meet again May, during our second meeting, may we not be this ugly,” Kiran said with a genuine smile,

Similarly, Maya also returned a smile that was no less sincere. Then hugged Kiran back tightly.

“Thank you mbak, see you later, and forgive me for all my mistakes,” Maya replied.

The two then moved on again for the third

the time, as if melding all the hatred that had been lodged in each other's hearts. Then let go of the hug with a smile.

They split up, even waving hands.

Maya breathes a sigh of relief, she keeps watching Kiran who is walking further away, slipping away from the hotel door and disappearing from her sight.

The envy was still there, but as strong as Maya's might

fainter. He is quite self-conscious with all the sins he has ever committed, now Kiran is indeed more entitled to be happy than him.

“Honey,” says a man who looks so

full-grown.

Maya looked over and smiled at the man, husband

both of them. A man who accepts him as he is.

“Come home,” take the man again and Maya

nodding, hugging her husband's arm, tightly.

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And right, it turns out that Kiran is late as well

Showrooms.

But Widya did not reprimand him the slightest item, as if Kiran was the golden child in this showroom. The other employees looked at him in annoyance.

They did not know that during the trip

Kiran had already confirmed to Widya about the delay.

“Kok late? Where?” tanya Agung when his best friend was already sitting perfectly in his work chair, a chair that was right next to him

own chair.

“Anterin phone mas Aslan, earlier to me,”

kiran replied honestly, then started turning on her leptop to print daily reports. Submit a list of cars that he sold on Saturday.

“Kayaknya this month you will penetrate Ran target, just entered the third week you have sold 15 cars,” said Agung as it is.

“Meanwhile serious work, do not just wait for buyers to come, use also dong social mediamu. Widya's mother is not

tell me, but what's wrong if we keep promoting,” replied Kiran, his eyes still

keep staring at the leptop screen not one bit look towards Agung.

Hearing that the Great throbbed, Kiran was always like that if she behaved to him, ketus and judes, very consistent.