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After dinner last night, my hand was pulled by Mr. Malik into the room. I sat on the edge of the bed while he stood up.

"You want an answer to your question this afternoon, don't you?"

"Not really, it's up to you to answer when. I don't mean it now, really," replied I who still don't understand.

"Yes, wait until the prayer is over," he said with a smile at me.

After that Mr. Malik went straight out of the room and out of nowhere, I just kept quiet and did not know what he meant.

I raise my shoulders indifferently trying not to care too much about what he said earlier by taking the phone on the nightstand.

I'm looking for Aulia's number right away, I honestly miss her a lot. I don't know what the woman's job is right now.

"Lu still remember the same gu?" ask someone from the ground with a ketus. Not to answer my greetings, instead directly asked.

"Greetings first, time!"

"Glamma!"

"Ck! Ututu, my friend seems like someone is craving, right?! Ntar, I brought some souvenirs."

"Lu's crazy, huh, Abibah? You don't know I miss half-dead as much as you? You don't know if Kak Abil is not in Jakarta now and he wants to say the same. You block him, yeah, what's wrong with him, cobak?"

I was stunned and did not expect that Abil Kak had left Jakarta, was he angry with me or why he left?

"Do you know I'm someone else's wife? I can't even communicate with him. If later the same opinion of Mr. Malik how? I don't want to get into trouble anymore."

"Haha, yes, I forgot. I forgot that you would never even be able to run away from that wedding, huh? Bener said Abil, maybe because he lost everything that's why you don't want to get out of the silly wedding!"

"Lu why, anyway? Why are you coming this way with me? What's wrong with me? I do not do anything with Abil, I also do not make him wish. Why are you so mad at me? If you like Abil, take it! Take him there your own way, don't approach him the way he wants to get me! I'm sick of you for so long seeing your hypocritical attitude so temen, you want everything that deket with me. When you can't? You'll be as angry as I want you to be!" my wrath was already unbearable with Aulia's accusations and words just now.

I think he's been too outrageous. I know, he liked Abil from the first time the man came to the cafe.

He also liked Mr. Malik since Mr. Malik became a lecturer at our campus, even I know he had expressed feelings for Mr. Malik.

However, of course the man rejected Aulia's feelings until the moment he knew that I was married to Mr. Malik there was a look of anger and disappointment on his face.

It's just that I didn't care about it and thought that maybe it was just a disappointment because I didn't tell you from the beginning.

The direct call I turned off, the intention was to joke around with laughter and let go of the longing instantly gone.

I slammed the phone into the bed a little rough, I was confused by what was really going on and what Abil's sister had said to Aulia.

Just give me a reason, Aulia never had any more news with me. He just sent the money and wrote down the delivery status that it was from him.

The rest, we never chatted again. My mood is ugly, I don't know what really happened and what I did that made Kak Abil leave Jakarta.

Is it a mistake for me to maintain this household for at least 1 year?

The sound of prayer echoed, the Adhan reverberated with melodious and beautiful. I swiped a rough patch of clear grain that escaped without my asking on this cheek.

Entering the bathroom to take ablution, Mr. Malik now no longer needs to be told or forced to pray.

It only took a month, after which he seemed to have gotten used to doing his duty.

Aulia had unknowingly thought of me as a woman who only loved someone because of her money.

And he knew for a long time that my family was not from a family that was lacking. Thank God, even where he works is my business.

Did he forget? Or love makes him blind so that he can speak to me in such a way.

The sound of the door opening followed by the greeting, I still cupped my face and let the crying also spilled over.

"Why are you Abibah?" ask the baritone voice that sounds like panic.

I didn't respond, leaving this chest a little airy by crying. Warm and calm when my body is in his arms.

"You why? Don't worry me, say it!" he shrieked the shoots of my head that were covered with mucus.

After the crying subsided and there was only a sound left, I looked at Mr. Malik's face with a look.

Again, there is a strange feeling that arises from within. Mr. Malik cupped my face and wiped away the trail of tears on this cheek.

"If you're feeling better, then tell me" he said after a long time there was only a hiccup of my lips.

I lowered my head and shook my head slowly, the stairs were on my chin and raised making our gaze meet.

"I don't like to see you cry, if it's because of me. So say what I say to make you cry. Don't make me feel guilty for hurting your heart."

I took a deep breath so that this rush would soon subside, "Father is not wrong. It's not because of you" I said with a cold face.

He stared at me, slowly approaching his face and kissing my forehead. Without warning, my body was already in his trunk and was lowered into the bed that belonged to both of us.

SKIPS

The towel that was already on my head made me upset and annoyed made the culprit, indeed I will not remember my sadness anymore.

But not in that way either. The culprit had just come out of the bathroom with hair that was also wet this early.

"What smile?!" my ketus stared intently at him who was sitting near me.

"Hows it? Are you happy with the answer you want, Khumairah?"

"Sir, don't make me do KDRT against you, yes!" I'm upset who's been emotional because of it.

Where there is no warm water, I had to take a cold shower with a cold atmosphere in the area.

It's really annoying, isn't it?

"Haha, just calm down. I'm not gonna ask you again, honey. I only do it because you want answers. So I had to do it."

"Huh? Forced to say Father?" I asked in a three-octave tone and poked him with a pillow.

"I said because of my will, you're scared again if I hug next time. Haha."

"Basic, perverted lecturer!" poke and throw away the view so as not to look all red on this cheek.