Baed Alzawaj (After Marriage)
REALIZE.I am in front of you ...

If you miss me, look for me in the depths of your heart.

I'm not going anywhere, I'm just getting crushed among the people you care about.

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"Lake Day."

Pradana's answer is short. Then I asked him to sit in front of him.

"What's Pre? What's the problem at the office so I have to come here? You ruined my day off."

Reply with my lips.

"Gpp Day, I'd love to see you."

reply cuek.

"Whaaaatttsss !!!!!! Kangen said?! you weird guy."

I murmured in my heart.

"Why are you dumb? Baper yaa denger I said kangen?"

return it again while laughing

"Ihh .. What the hell is Pre. Your weirdo. Buruan, what am I supposed to do here? Males really want to take this seriously."

Whine again.

Open drawer. Take a maroon-red envelope and give it to me.

"Nuh ... You open Day. You should see this."

pradana said to me.

I took the envelope and opened it immediately.

I'm speechless.

"What's up with your house Day? I'm sorry, but I found this by accident. Someone sent me this and I have to give it to you. What's with your house Day? Do you remember what my message was to you? I asked him to take care of you. But what is this?"

pradana lirih.

I'm speechless. My hands are shaking violently. I don't believe what I see now. That's my husband's wedding photo with that woman. I feel like my chest is tight and hurts. 

"Oh my God, what else is this? what else is my husband doing behind my back?"

unconsciously my tears were dripping.

"I guess your husband didn't tell you about this, did he? How long have you not seen each other?"

ask Pradana again.

I'm still silent. It feels like I can't even say I can't. I hold those photos tight. I remember this place, the exact same place as the photo of that time, a photo in the city of Turky. They look so friendly. What a beautiful moment with a beautiful view.

"Oh my God, strengthen me."

that's the only word that comes out continuously in my head.

I can't stand this feeling anymore. I'm losing. I cried incessantly in front of Pradana. I feel like my pride is very broken. I really lost my way. I don't know what was wrong until my husband treated me like that.

Even saying rude and behaving badly in front of him I've never. Even to the point of raising my voice, I never. But why is this how he treats me. I was really ruined because of what he did.

"When did you get this Pre?"

that's the only word that came out of my mouth.

Accompanied by a hiccup that I tried to hold, but still looked clearly in front of him. I'm completely screwed by the circumstances I'm in right now.

"A week ago Day. I didn't want to tell you at first, but if I keep it, you'll get hurt even more."

pradana's answer is short.

He kept looking at me.

His sight never escaped me. I know for a fact that he was so sorry for me. But he can't do anything. He just kept watching everything that was going on in my life.

That's Pradana. He would only give me advice and speak to me if I asked him to. If in such a situation. He prefers silence.

"Cry if it's best for you this time. Do not take anything else you feel. Explain everything because if you hold it will have no good impact on you. Crying away. I'm right here."

Pradana lirih.

My crying became. It's really unbearable again. I'm totally ruined. Devastated by my love which has been betrayed and destroyed by my folly blinded by this love filled with lies.

I don't know what kind of man I married. It turns out that the outer form never guarantees that its nature and behavior are exactly the same. I can only mourn my fate. I don't know why I became such a weak woman today.

*****

"Have you been satisfied with Day's crying?"

Tegur Pradana was gentle with me.

I just realized, it turns out that almost two hours I drained all my tears to cry for my own stupidity. He really went back to being a very weak person.

I just nodded in response to Pradana's question. Almost finished the contents of tissue on his desk I use to clean tears and wipe the snot that also flows. It feels really messy even embarrassing. But I feel relieved.

"Pra, pinch your toilet."

I'm lirih.

Pradana gave a gesture with a nod. I also walked slowly to the toilet. I think my face needs rinsing. Plus I was embarrassed because it must have really messed up my face and also my appearance.

I washed my face and wiped the rest of the laundry water with a tissue. Then look at my face that has been flushed red in the eyes, cheeks and nose. Really messy. I'm really embarrassed to go back to Pradana.

I fixed my makeup and replaced my already dirty passport with tears and scattered makeup nods. I use a slightly thick makeup to make my eyes swollen. It helps, even if it is still visible.

"Have you finished crying, madam?"

Tegur Pradana when I returned to the room.

"What the hell Pre, not funny. Satisfied you made my heart fall apart today. It's so hard."

Reply answered.

"I'm sorry Day. But this stupid thing you should know. So how's your wedding fate Day?"

ask Pradana again.

I'm shaking.

"I don't know Pra, for sure I'll meet them and ask for an explanation of all this. I need to know the truth."

reply again.

"Do what you're supposed to do Day. God willing, I will always help you. Stay strong tough woman."

the reply was accompanied by a ledge.

"God ... You Pre. Bummer."

Answer's short.

"Have you eaten yet Day? Let's go eat. I'm so hungry. My energy was exhausted from hearing you cry. You ruined my work day."

pradana said, folding both hands together.

"Th ... Your most beautiful friend Pre. Very bad, ngeselin."

reply manyun.

"Haha .... Forgive madam. It was Day eating. I'm really really hungry. It was also not a perfect breakfast. Bi Atin's sick."

rengek Pradana again.

"Makanya Pre Marriage. You have been in a big way until now. Free cute and rich but single." taunted me again.

"God ... Huh ... Cruel you brought Day status."

pradana answered manyun.

"Udah ahh ... Hayuk Day's. Ate. I hungry. Where do you want to eat?" take Pradana again.

"Good place Pre. Rooftop possibly. My mood is still bad. I need a fresh view for my mood to improve." I replied briefly.

"Every mistress. Yukk ..."

take Pradana again.

We also passed. Get out of the room and walk to the lobby and the car. This time I got in Pradana's car. The luxury car I secretly dream of. Sports car with a door handle that opens up. Luxury car with the most economical seating.

*****

After lunch ...

"Pra, I'm going home ... I still don't work today. There's something I need to finish."

jawabku singkat.

"Be careful Day. Take care. If you need anything, let me know."

balas Pradana is short.

"In the Lord of Pre. I said yes." I replied again.

"Shall I take Day home? Let's all stop by?"

tanya Pradana.

"Gpp Pre. I have to go back to the office for a while and there's a place I need to go. I say Yes Pra ... Assalamualy."

I said end the conversation.

"Waa'alaykumussalam wa rahatulli wabarakatuh Day. Fii be safe."

balas Pradana is short.

I immediately walked to the exit of the restaurant and got into a taxi that was lined up neatly in the restaurant's courtyard waiting for prospective passengers.

"Sir, take me to this address."

while showing my card.

"Good buk."

Reply taxi driver.

Taxis also walked around and darted splitting the crowd during the day. Today is quite a crowded street atmosphere. Many students are in demonstrations so that the road seems narrow due to the pressure of cars and public transportation and two-wheeled vehicles that do not want to budge each other.

I just quietly enjoyed this crowded view. My daydreams went nowhere. I just learned to accept with a pretty hurt heart. Maybe today is a new beginning in my household story. It could be a new episode in my life story, I don't know ...

My daydreams are running around erratically where they go . I was drowning in my own thoughts.

*****

"We've reached ma'am."

The taxi driver.

"Ohh ... Sorry sir I'm daydreaming. Here's the fare sir. Take it back."

answer's short.

"Maa is Allah. Too much of this is change."

Answer the taxi driver.

"Gpp sir I have no small money." I reply again.

"God, thank you very much. May the good deeds be reciprocated with Allah."

said the driver again.

"Aamin Sir. I'm saying goodbye sir. Thanks."

I ended the conversation.

"Thank you again."

said the driver as he passed.

I quickly walked to my room. Walk in a hurry into Pradana's room and take a map containing the wedding photos of A Rofie and the woman. I clasped the stack of photos tightly. 

"Why do you have the heart for me? I don't know what's wrong with me until you treat me like this."

My tears are back.

I got hurt again.

I saved those photos and then went back to my room. I took the device and immediately typed up that flat-fetched quick. Pressing my husband's name and calling him. Almost five times the telephone lines rang there, but never greeted by the owner. I turned off that phone line.

I open whatsapp application and look for my husband's name in the row of incoming chat. his name looks online there.

"She's using her phone but why isn't my phone picked up."

I lamented my poor fate.

then I sent a short message to my husband.

[Bismillah, where is Aa? why didn't Day call me up?]

I sent that message.

For a long time my message was seen blue tick two, when clearly the status of his name was seen online.two hours later my message was replied.

[Afwan neng, Aa is busy pisan in the day. Naon neng's?]

that's the only reply to the message.

two hours I waited for the reply of the message but only that sentence came out of his mouth.

I answered that message.

[We need to meet A. There are important things that Day should ask Aa.]

reply again.

[we're meeting again in a week. Now I am not in Indonesia.]

reply brief.

My gaze was made. It turns out he was on his honeymoon with his new wife. My tears are flowing again.

[Yes A. hurry back.we miss you.]

that's all I can say through this short message.

[Yes dear. Aa will be back soon. Wait Aa.]

reply again.

My heart was broken and even ripped apart. Like a glass glass, I feel like I've been crushed to the bottom. It was broken and scattered on the floor. My heart really hurts. But I have to hold on. I need to get the answers I need to find.

*****

A week later.

Gawaiku.

[Sweetie, where are you? Aa wants to see you.]

Fill out that short message.

I stared at my screen with nanar.

I ignored that message.

Since yesterday's incident. I feel like I've changed into someone else. It was as if I were dead, but I was still alive. I want to run as far as possible. But the barrier is against me. I lost my purpose to survive.

15 Minutes later ...

"Justin ... Triingg ... Triingg ...."

My laughter doesn't stop ringing. I know that's the tone of the message. But I still ignore it. I busied myself with the report and rescheduled again with the client. Even when it was time to go home I still didn't touch my salary. I'm really sick of it.

*****

Upon arrival home. I threw my body in the mattress. I think I just want to sleep. I took my salary in the bag and stared at the screen. There were a lot of messages coming from my husband. And dozens of times he called me but I ignored him from the morning.

I held the flat object and looked at the screen. I don't know what powers guide my instincts, then suddenly my hand moves to open the instagram application and look for a name that I feel like memorized out of my head.

"Puspa Ningsih."

The name of the beautiful girl has always been ringing in my head to this day. My lentikari jemari started surfing into her account. And there's a lot of surprising things I got there. Some updates on the instagram story as well as some surprising photos that I will never forget at any time. Correct ...

There he showed me a picture of his sacred marriage with my husband.

My heart's torn. My heart festered and was hurt very badly. I looked at all the photos that he was using, there I could see how happy my husband's face was beside him. He hugged his wife tightly and also kissed the wife's friendly forehead and cheeks with no visible strokes of burden and regret on his face. 

Even seen there they are honeymooning in a beautiful place. posing holding hands on a balcony.even a photo of the hand that is holding hands with a pair of circular rings seen in both. it was an incredible sight but it killed me a legitimate wife who had no idea of my husband's second marriage.

It's so funny.

I also found a vidio while they were on a marriage contract. I saw that my husband's face looked so handsome and masculine with a typical middle eastern dress. He wears a beautiful robe. Where increasingly show his good looks with a warm smile that. The woman was so happy when all the witnesses declared that their marriage was legal.

Unknowingly my tears flowed.

I see the smile on her beautiful face is growing more and more.she looks so beautiful with a luxurious dress and makeup that is so beautiful. for a moment I was amazed by her beauty. I admit, she's really pretty in her wedding ceremony. They were like a pair of kings and queens celebrating their happy days.

Unconsciously my tears dripped back, I was already unable to endure the tightness within me. I came back crying so much. If I could stop my breathing, I wanted to stop my breathing.I think I really could not accept the reality in my life.

But I have to endure for the sake of my three children. I have to endure all the painful things around me.

I have to be strong.

*****

Two Hours later ...

"Astagfirullahaladzim ... What time is it."

I jerked. It was because I cried too long to fall asleep.

I saw the clock on the wall of my room.

"God is at 7pm." I got up and immediately ran to the toilet to take a shower.

after finishing the bath, I deliberately immediately ablaze and read some of the contents of my prayer while waiting for the time of prayer ishaa' arrived. When the time of prayer has arrived, I immediately ended my prayer and immediately pray ishaa'.

after I finished praying I immediately went out and came down to meet my children. I really pay less attention to my three children. I am more busy with my own world.

I deliberately turned my mind so as not to continue to dissolve with sadness. When I got down to the basement, I was shocked by Pradana's arrival there. He was playing with Zahra. I'm approaching them right away.

"Pre? why are you here."

many wonder.

The man looked at me and immediately said.

"Where is Hijabmu Day?"

reply brief.

I jerked.

"God, I forgot to wear it."

I rushed up again and changed my clothes with a robe and khimar. Then come back down immediately to meet the pradana again.

"It's beautiful."

scold him again while looking at me.

"What the hell are you. Very upset." I reply again.

He just smiled.

"Seriously this is Pre, I'm nanya, what are you doing here?"

ask again.

"Or, I'd like to."

reply brief.

"trus don't know me you?" ask again.

"Gaa Ah. I want a surprise." she replied with a grin.

"i am ..."

reply again.

"what do you want to drink?"

ask me to stale again.

"nih . bi Arum already ngasiin I drink."

he answered while pointing towards a glass of orange juice.

" hmm . okay."

I replied briefly while sitting facing the twins.

"Assalamu'alaykum mami's beautiful children?"

I rebuke Zura and Yura.

The second looks at me with a smile.but still busy sucking the thumb and also chewing the teether toy that is held by each of them. seen saliva scattered in the chin and also the neck of their clothes. real funny. I kiss both.

"What are you doing, son?"

I also reprimand my son Zahra who is playing with Pradana.

"coloring flowers mami. oom buyin brother pencil new color. look mami." reply again while showing a large box of colorful crayons.

"why did you buy this much Crayon for Zahra, Pra?"

ask again.

"I like little boy Day. Lucky your bule's son is one of them."

answer pradana while grinning.

" amaha ... Could you Pre."

I laughed at Pradana's response. 

we also got late by accompanying my children to play and accidentally two hours passed. Zahra had started fussing because she was sleepy, as well as one of my twins Yura because it turns out Zura had fallen asleep in her baby chair. I carried Yura and patted her on her back diaper and finally Yura fell asleep.

While Zahra, it turns out to have fallen asleep in Pradana's arms. I also called bi Arum to help lift Zahra to the room. And I took Yura to my bedroom, and Pradana helped me with Zura.

Pradana didn't come into my room. He was just standing outside the room holding Zura. Then after putting Yura on the bed, I went out to Pradana and took my daughter to put her in the bedroom as well.

"Thank you for helping me take care of my three children." I rebuked starting the conversation.

"gpp Day. I'm really here too." reply was brief.we returned to the guest room.

"I say yes Day, it's good to also visit too late.it's also at this hour."

pradana said as she glanced at the watch on her arm.

"Yes, pre."

answer's short.

Pradana was over and passed. I went back upstairs and closed the door. Then lay down next to my sleeping children. I hugged Zahra. He rubbed his head and kissed his forehead.

"I'm sorry my son, my mother hasn't been able to be a good mother to you."

lirih.

Then I closed my eyes trying to fall asleep, but suddenly my gaze on the nightstand rang. I took my salary and looked at the screen.it was written there my husband's name.

[Assalamualaukum darling, what are you doing?]

my husband opened the conversation.

[waa'alaykumussalam wa rahatulli wa barakatuh. Day is going to sleep, what's the matter?]

reply brief.

[Alhamdulillah. gpp neng, aa just miss. you go anywhere, why is it so hard Aa to contact you?" ask her again at the end of the phone.

[gpp a, really Day is very busy with extra work now. clients are getting more and more.] My answer is lying.

[Neng, Aa in front.open the door, baby.]

reply to my husband again.

I was shocked and then I got up and opened the door. My husband was standing in front of me.

"Assalamualaykum darling."

scold him and hug me.

I was shocked and then just silently stared as my husband hugged me. I went back into silence not believing what I saw just now.

"He misses you, baby."

again whispered in my ear.

then my husband kissed me on my forehead. I fell silent again and just looked at my husband's face.On the one hand I miss him a lot.But on the other hand, there are some members of my body that reject his presence.

my husband started hugging me. kissed my neck and pulled me to sit on his single mattress which became his usual place when sleeping at night. He looked at me again, touched my cheek and stroked my hair.

"By Allah, Aa misses you. May I kiss your lips?" ask my husband again.

I just silently looked at my husband's face and then my husband brought his face closer to my face and kissed my lips softly. I just kept quiet and did not respond to my husband.I somehow seemed to lose the feeling of making love to him.

My husband started kissing me again and then started touching me some parts of my body. I wanted to avenge what my husband did to me, but honestly remembering how much it hurt him to treat me and all the lies he had done, I just kept quiet and did not reply to anything that my husband did.

Finally my husband and I were related like a husband and wife. I admit, he really did look handsome that night. Even her style in relationships seemed very different.

My husband really exhausted me until dawn. Almost several times we repeated it because of my husband's passionate desire. He really is like someone who misses my body a lot.

That night, I just did it as my duty as a wife, not terbesit the slightest sense of happiness that I feel. I really feel numb. My disappointment has not healed at all.

After dawn it is almost here. I ventured to express my heart to my husband. I dared to start asking him.

"Aa, can Day ask?

I rebuked my husband slowly.

"ask what neng?"

he hugged me again from behind.

"Does Aa still love Dayana?"

ask again.

"You must have known the answer baby, Aa loves you so much" he replied again.

"Certainly A?"

ask again.

she answered briefly while kissing the back of my neck.

"Has Aa lied to a Day?"

tanyaku carefully.

My husband pulled me to face him. Now I'm in position to see his face.

"Why ask that, dear? What lies did Aa do to you?"

reply asked.

He kept looking at my face waiting for an answer.

"honest a ..."

reply again.

my husband then asked me to get up and leaned a pillow against the wall at the head of his bed and he rebuked me again.

"Is this what's been bothering you from last night, baby? So you just shut up and don't return Aa's fondling?"

he replied briefly while touching my chin with his hand.

"yes."

I answered briefly while looking down.

"Let's talk about this in the morning. Now Aa just wants to be with you. I just want to sleep hugging you. Enjoying the scent of your body and making out with you." he replied again and asked me to lie back down and he hugged me tightly and kissed me on my forehead.

I'm nodding. I hugged my husband's body. However, there are some who want me to miss him. Plus because all night of my energy was drained enough to serve my husband. There was a sense of tiredness and drowsiness that I felt. then we went back to sleep.

*****

The morning ...

"Good morning, dear. Wake up, it's morning."

greet my husband while kissing my forehead.

I just stared at his face in disbelief.how could my husband casually be in my house from last night without being disturbed even sought by his second wife. I was late with my own thoughts. I just returned the reply with a smile.

My husband kissed me again and then went to the toilet. I wake up and put on my clothes. I sat down at the end of the bed and looked at my three children who were still late with their dreams. Then not long after, my husband came out of the toilet and sat next to me.

"What do you want to ask, baby? Ask me that."

her reprimands are soft while stroking my hair softly.

I looked at his face and started to say 

"Aa, is it true that Aa married again without asking permission from Day? why a? what is this lack of self that Aa does?" askaku.

my husband breathed quite a long time. Arrange his speech and immediately say.

"I'm sorry Aa neng. But that's what Aa has to do. Aa having to save our efforts and marry him is one solution. Aa had to marry her without asking your permission."

reply my husband explained.

I'm speechless.

surprised and unable to say anything. Only my tears were representative of my heart, and my husband hugged me and tried to calm me down. Only sobs are heard here. I was unable to say anything more. It felt like my tongue was stiff to say. I was out of words to answer.

"I'm sorry Aa neng. Aa realized Aa was wrong but that was the reality. Just marrying her becomes the solution of Aa's problem now. Aa's business almost became involved some time ago and she offered her help on the condition that Aa should marry her. You remember Aa once said that Aa felt comfortable with her a while ago? it turned out that it was all just a moment of temptation, after Aa was squeezed into the problem Aa only realized that everything Aa had done was wrong and then she wanted to come back, But it was already wrong and eventually Aa's business almost bankrupt because Aa was lost with all things. Forgive me so many sins and wrongs that I have done to you. Is there still your apology for me, baby?" Obviously my husband to me.

My husband seemed to be holding the same weight but he just kept quiet and tried to look tough and okay in front of me. I could feel something else being covered by my husband.

I just sobbed and sobbed. I cried in my husband's arms.I felt weak and could no longer say anything.I just wanted to cry over my sad story.

"I'm sorry, baby. Forgive Aa." that was only my husband's answer as he hugged me tightly.

*****

After it was a little afternoon, my husband said goodbye to go home to his second wife. I was just trying to smile and accept the bitter taste that my husband had inflicted. I was quieter and didn't talk much.

"Neng, Aa said to go home to Puspa. Are you allowing it?" ask husband.

I looked back at his face. Looking deeply into my husband's face. My heart does not accept this reality. I smiled again and nodded hinting that I would allow my husband to go home to his second wife.

Husband approached me. Kissing my forehead for a long time. Then kissed both my cheeks in turn. Kiss the back of my hand. And hugged me tightly. Then he whispered to me.

"Aa promised Neng, Aa will finish this all soon. You should wait for me Neng. Never leave me." said my husband.

I'm back sobbing. Back to crying over my defeat. The crying of my walking life has never been what I wanted. It's not this kind of marriage that I wanted to have when I knew you, but somehow it's something like this that I have to go through.

My husband touched my cheek again and wiped my puddles. He touched my cheek gently. And trying to calm me down.

"Patience darling. Forgive me for failing to be a good husband to you. Forgive me for all the bad things that happened in our marriage. Aa will never divorce you. Wait for Aa, baby. Hold on a little more."

said again.

I just nodded. Whether it's a response or a response to refuse, even I have difficulty interpreting it. All I know is that my heart is broken into pieces. My house has begun to drift. It was as if I sensed that my husband had never realized my existence before him, when I was in front of him.

"Aa pamit darling. Will you take Aa to the door?" pinta.

"Yes A."

answer's short. Then I wiped my tears.

We went out of the room and walked downstairs. My husband doesn't stop clutching my fingers. As if I were so afraid of losing me. But in fact, his actions were enough to make me lose part of his life.

He kissed me again.

"Aa pamit darling. Assalamu'alaykum." scolded softly.

I kissed the back of my husband's hand.

"Yes Aa. Fii Amanillah my husband." I replied slowly.

My husband passed by and got in the car. Immediately start the car and walk out of the yard and disappear behind the fence of the house.

"Oh my God, strengthen me."

My tears are back.

Then I closed the door immediately and walked limply to the living room sofa.

I threw my body onto the sofa and I covered my face with my palms. Back to crying so badly. I really can't accept this harsh reality.

Suddenly my gauntlet sounded.

I see it on my watch screen. There's a message coming in from Pradana. Then I opened the short message.

[Day, today there is an impromptu meeting to Singapore, can you handle this? We leave at 4pm. Can you attend? ]

the message of Pradana.

I stared at my old screen still with tears and puffy eyes. Then I type quickly reply to Pradana's message.

[Okay Pre. I'm getting ready here first. How long have we been there?]

balakku.

[we're there for a week, Day. We leave five. I've given your secretary instructions to prepare all the data we need later. You come immediately. We meet in the airport.]

reply again.

[okay Pre. I'll get ready first.]

reply brief.

I immediately wiped my tears. Setting my voice so as not to look exhausted from crying then I called Bi Arum and gave him some messages.

"Bi, Day is leaving town. Maybe about a week, and then Day will call another baby sitter to help bi arum at home. Day home and children.  And if anyone's looking for Day or anyone else, say Day's not here. And if you come, say Day is out of town. Okay bik?"

I told bi Arum.

"Good ma'am."

bi Arum replied while nodding.

I immediately went up to the room. Prepare my suitcase with some clothes and other items so that nothing important is left behind or forgotten. Then hurry to shower and immediately pray dzuhur. Lately my worship has begun to skip. I've been really remiss ever since the mood of my heart deteriorated.

*****

16.00 WIB

[Where is Day? Don't tell me you're late.]

fill Pradana's message to me.

[I'm in front of Pre. Parked.] My reply was brief.

Then I quickly quickened my pace. Run immediately to the boarding pass room. I saw Pradana and the others gathered there.

"Afwan Pre. I'm a little late. Zahra was left behind a gamau drama. I had to persuade her not to cry. I'm sorry."

I said with a slightly dull breath as I ran towards here.

"Your habits are Day."

pradana ketus balas.

"Maa is Allah, pushy boss. Afwan Mr boss."

answer me while grinning.

Pradana laughs.

"Okay, everybody, we'll be taking off soon."

pradana.

We hurriedly boarded and entered and headed to our seats. My seat is next to Pradana. This time I was lucky. I was sitting right next to the plane window. At least there are many interesting things that I can pay attention to when the plane leaves.

"Day, tukeran dong I'm there."

pinta Pradana whining.

"Have you Pre. Nausea."

gamau balaku lost.

"Your father's Day. Very ticklish."

balas Pradana.

"Nrouh ahh ... "

reply scoffed.

That's how we met. Only in the office will we be formal. But when we meet outside, it's like tom and jerry who will always fight with insignificant things around us.

But I am comfortable being friendly with pradana, besides he is good and handsome, I think he is a gentleman, even though his attitude is cold to other women, but not to me. I've known him since college. And he's a weird guy I've known for a long time. Jutek men who will talk spicy when dealing with other women. But being a warm person when with me.

I have wanted to beat Pradana a few times. One of them was when he insulted my clothes. In front of everyone he put out a sentence that I thought was outrageous. If not arrested by a friend next to me. Maybe I've doused his face with a bowl of meatballs filled with chili.

He also made fun of my short body. He said if I stood next to him, my nose would stick to his armpit because it was too short, too cruel for him. Even she once made me cry for a week for secretly deliberately reading my diary.

The point is he's a nosy guy who always makes me emotional. But if I stay away from him, I will miss him a lot. Like a lover who has lost his partner.

Very amusing.

*****

I started to daydream and was more silent. Stick the earphones in my ear and enjoy the murottal groove in my watch. Suddenly I felt something on my shoulder. I leaned towards my shoulder. Pradana fell asleep there. All happy his head was sticking to my shoulder.

My lyrics Pradana.

"Handsome as well as she was when she fell asleep. The aroma of the parfumen is also delicious and gentle, I like."

I murmured in my heart.

Then I flinched.

"Astagfirullahaladzim Dayana's. What you think. Keep your eyes on me."

immediately I pat my jidat and shift Pradana's head off my shoulder.

Suddenly Pradana spoke.

"Don't shift Day. Numpang tumbahan dikundak bentar."

he said with his eyes closed.

"Yee ... Just delicious. Gih sana. Not mahrom."

reply again.

"Dih mom-mak is really fierce." he replied again with a manyun. Then she shifted her head in the other direction and continued her sleep.

I chuckle at Pradana's behavior. Then I went back to my daydreams. Unknowingly, I also fell asleep.

****

An hour later ...

"Day wake up."

tegur Pradana.

"Astagfirullahaladzim ... Afghans, Afwan ... Overslept."

I answered while fixing my hijab.

"Hunt Day. Come on down."

pradana again.

We got out of the plane immediately. And regroup in the airport lobby.

"Ning, have you booked our hotel room."

ask Pradana to my secretary.

"Already sir. Do you want us to go there soon?"

ask Ningrum my secretary.

"Yes, we'll be there soon. I'm weary. I want to rest for a moment."

pradana jabat.

"Good Sir."

answer Ningrum briefly.

We also headed to the hotel immediately.

*****

At the hotel.

"Day, I want to go to my room first. Our room is right next door. What do you want to go straight up?"

ask Pradana to me.

"Yes Pra. I also want to rest. This is so tired."

answer's short.

"Okay to the other. We go to each other's rooms at 7pm, we meet in the meeting room."

pradana told us.

"Good Sir."

say the four of us simultaneously.

We also split into our own rooms. Call me and Pradana next to the room. We took the elevator to the hotel room.

Suddenly Pradana rebuked me.

"Day, still sad?"

scold him while looking at me.

I'm shocked. I looked back at Pradana's face.

"Not really Pre. I'm fine." I replied briefly.

"Whenever you need anything. Call me Day. Don't be shy."

back to Pradana again.

"Ready boss."

reply me with a smile.

Pradana gently patted my khimar-covered head.

"Bas on a tough-ass chick."

said again.

"Th ... You're a ruffled giraffe."

reply scoffed.

"God ... Huh ... Physical play. Take your war, huh."

pradana replied with a mocking smile.

"Mahaha ..."

reply laugh.

"Kidna Ah ... Basic you. Sensitive as a girl again PMS."

ledekku again.

Pradana looks at me irritated.

The elevator door opened.

As we walked into the room. We accidentally ran into a girl I seemed to know.

I saw it carefully.

"real right. It's puspa ningsih. But what is he doing here?" I murmured in my heart.

Then I pretended not to see the woman because she was lost in the elevator that came down.

Pradana.

"Who were you on Day? That's very careful of it."

tanya Pradana full search.

"Nobody Pre. I think I'm wrong. I think my time in Sydney first."

answer lied.

Then we continued our journey to the room. And split up to go into each other's rooms. I put my suitcase next to the nightstand. Then dropped my body on that soft bed.

"Is that really puspa ningsih? Then who's she coming with? Is it with my husband."

my heart began to wonder.

Then I took my salary and sent a message to my husband.

[Bismillah, Aa, where is Aa now?] so I wrote my message to my husband.

My message was read long enough. Maybe about 15 minutes I waited, then my message was replied by him.

[Aa meeting baby. Aa will call you again.]

reply to my husband is short.

On the one hand, I am sick of my husband's attitude, where when I ask always the reason for the work he gave me. I also returned the message lazily.

[Okay a. Later call Day immediately if we can already ngbrol.]

reply brief.

I got up from the bed and walked to the toilet. My body feels sticky. I want to take a shower to be fresher. After I finished the bath I immediately prayed. My Ashar prayers are missed again. When I finished praying, I read my prayer. Wherever I am, the prayer I will never leave, I will always carry it everywhere.

*****

19.00 WIB

Gawaiku.

I took my salary and looked at the screen. Ningrum's name is on there. Then I picked up the phone.

[Assalamu'alaykum s.]

sapa Nigrum opened the chat.

[Waa'alaykumussalam wa rahatulli wa barakatuh ning. What's up?]

I asked Ningrum.

[Sorry mom interrupted her break. We are not meeting today because Mr. Robert is not present. And the meeting resumes tomorrow ma'am around 9am.]

Obviously Ningrum to me.

[Okay ning. Thanks for giving me the news.]

answer's short.

[Good mom. And good night. Assalamoelive.]

reply ended the call.

[Waa'alaykumussalam wa rahatulli wa barakatuh ning. Thanks.]

I closed the phone and looked at my screen.

There were a lot of messages and calls from Pradana.

Then I opened the message one by one.

It turned out that he had already told me that we were not meeting today. Then I put down my salary. Suddenly my room bell rang. I walked to the door and opened the door. Pradana was standing there.

"Day, eat yuk. I'm hungry." whine while squeezing.

"Yes ntar yes. Soon it will be time to pray isyaa' nih because."

my reply to Pradana.

"okay Day. I pray in my room and I come back later. You I chat a lot not responded." he replied again.

"Afwan Pre. I didn't have a hp because of that."

answer's short.

"Yeah deh. I'm back in the room again." Pradana replied again.

"Okay Pre."

reply brief.

Pradana is over. Then I closed my bedroom door. And immediately ablution and then continue reading my prayer while waiting for the prayer time ishaa'. After I finished praying, I immediately changed my clothes.

This time I used a gold mustard. The skirt part looks beautiful because there are many additional lace patterned tile flowers and also additional lace glitter. This time the dress looks pretty fancy. Plus I wear siffon khimar. I look pretty good in the mirror.

Then I use makeup a little thick in the eyes. Tonight I want to make up the flawless style but bold impressed. Wear a bright red lipstick. And wear some rings on my fingers.

Then I saw a diamond ring around my ring finger. It's been a long time that the ring has been around in my finger. That's my wedding ring with A Rofie. I gently rubbed the ring. Then put another ring on my index finger and put some rings on my left finger. Wearing a diamond bracelet on my right hand. And wear a small handbag in addition.

I looked at my reflection in the mirror.

"Yaa Rabb, apakah kekurangan didalam diriku sehingga suamiku berbuat dzolim terhadapku?"

Bathinku.

I stared long enough at the mirror blankly until my doorbell rang. I immediately walked to the door and opened it. A handsome man was standing there. Wearing a dark maroon shirt. Wear black slim pants. And wear brown casual shoes. He looked surprised to see me. Pretending to take his eyes off and say.

"Truly menor, where you're going" he sneered at me.

"Apaan sih Pra ihh norak. It's a bad mood. I've changed clothes."

my jawbaku sprains while weaving my lips.

"Mahaha ... Kidding mistress. Hayuk ahh eat, very hungry." invite me.

I'm manyun. Then Pradana pulled the end of my gamisku arm.

"Udah ahh ngambek mulu kamu Day. Udah laper aku. Hayuk."

pull it while taking me walking.

"You are ... Yes yes. Don't be pulled Pre ihh ... Tear my ntar gamis."

reply again.

"Bomber. Bodoo ahhm ... Tear my ntar change ten of your gamis. Buruan ahh."

pradana replied again still pulling my gamis arm slowly.

"Yes, shut the door first. My shoes are still inside." I replied briefly.

Then I immediately went back into the room and picked up a pair of beige high heels and put them on.

"Perfects."

I murmured in my heart.

I'll go out and close the door. We walked to the elevator. And accidentally back my eyes see the figure of a ningsih puspa at the end there. He seemed to be walking and hugging someone's arm. I looked at it carefully. Bingo ... It turned out that he was with my husband and it turned out that we were staying in the same hotel with a room distance that was only a few doors away.

I quickened my footsteps so as not to meet them. Then Pradana reprimanded me.

"Remain you Day. So rushed. Beware ntar jatoh. Remember your shoes are pretty high."

pradana said when she saw me walking in a hurry.

"Yesa nih .. I am very hungry Pre. Hayuk ahh hunted into the elevator."

Answer lies.

Long enough we stood in front of the elevator waiting for the elevator door to open and suddenly someone greeted me.

"Mayana ..."

Greet someone from behind.

I was shocked and looked at the voice. Pradana also looked towards the source of the sound.

"You ..."

Pradana's speech was shocked.

I just kept quiet and lowered my face.

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