Berlianku My wife

Berlianku My wife
140. Trivial


After they finished eating they all prayed Isya. Miss Mirna rest in the room. Anya and Dinda, Alya as the host, take the dishes and cooking utensils, and take them to the sanctuary behind.


Alya knows both of her friends are rich children who are not used to cleaning up, so Alya feels Alya has to intervene alone and does not want to make it difficult. Alya also deftly collected tools and dirty dishes to the dishwasher outside.


While Ardi, Dika and Farid because they are busy chatting and watching the ball do not ngeh and pay attention. Alya who felt herself healthy was used to doing the homework. Alya felt it was all a light and easy job.


"Put it down, let me be holy" Alya told Dinda.


"Is it really all right, cold Al?" ask Dinda.


"It's okay, let me be the holy one, there you rest, you were just on the trip this afternoon" Alya replied kindly.


"Thank you, Al" replied Dinda happily. Dinda never did the dishes at home.


"Al, I'll help you! But why not wash it in the kitchen sink inside anyway?" connect Anya put a grill and want to help.


"The place is narrow, it's pretty dirty stuff and a lot. It's delicious here, I've washed it. You rest, tomorrow you want an event" replied Alya again gently and kindly do not want to bother her guests


"Tell?" ask Anya.


"Dad" Alya replied nodding and making sure. Alya is fine. That was Alya's house.


Then Anya and Dinda left Alya.


"Gue balloon toothbrush. I brush my teeth first" said Dinda in front of the bathroom door.


"OKAY. I was pas wudzu. I went to the room first!" reply Anya.


"okay"


Anya walked normally through the tv room to enter the room. Because Anya's room faces the tv room. In Siru Ardi, Farid and Dika seemed cool to sleep on a mattress floor sheltered under a blanket.


Looking at Anya, Farid and Ardi turned their heads. Farid looked at him deeply, as if Farid wanted to convey something but was held back. Ardi asked spontaneously.


"Doctor Anya, which diamond?"


"Diamond?" ask Anya to repeat. Farid asked in his heart. Anya and Farid thought for a moment.


"Oh Alya means that?" ask Anya again to answer the question yourself. Farid also just joined. Turns out Ardi's call to Alya, Diamond. His name is Alya Berlian Sari. So the story he told was true.


"Who else? Where's wife? Dinda is also where" asked Ardi again.


"Alya again wash the dishes, if Dinda brushes her teeth" Anya answered normally.


"Huh? Lian washes dishes? By himself? Where's?" tanya Ardi spontaneously woke up with a face of surprise and annoyance.


Farid, Dika and Anya were slightly astonished by Ardi's expression and response.


"Yes, alone, in the backyard by the well"


"What's? How are you outside? How do you stay!" Ardi grew increasingly angry and sat down and revealed his blanket.


"Huh-yes?" anya answered a little.


When Anya and Alya are together in a boarding house, or an apartment or hospital. Anya used to see Alya washing dishes, so according to Anya is normal.


"Lo how the hell so temen, you women too. So meticulous. Where's your brain? Do you think he was washing dishes alone? These nights" Ardi scolded spontaneously while putting the TV remote and waking up.


Farid was shocked, not expecting Ardi to say so harshly to Anya. Farid also did not accept. Anya herself stood trembling and did not expect Ardi to be so angry and rude.


"I'm sorry" Anya replied softly with a pale face and a sigh of relief.


"Lo knows she's pregnant. Cold nights like this. Kok lo stayin he so anyway, he was washing dishes alone, you have no feeling anyway. You fucking suck!" snapped Ardi again stood up and pointed at Anyam's face


Dika just silently watched the events in front of him. Anya was snapped as her glass eyes could not answer. Feeling that Ardi is exaggerating and looking at Anya. Farid felt the need to reprimand Ardi.


"Ar, you can't talk to Anya!" reprimand Farid to Ardi also woke up and grabbed Ardi's shoulder.


"Why? Lo bear him because he's your future wife. My wife is pregnant. He let my wife work alone like this, teach me!" reply Ardi did not accept turning to Farid's emotions.


"Yes I know. But you do not need to overdo it, angry gini. You can ask me nicely" continued Farid again


"Well, what do you mean? Move lo. If my wife gets in the wind, gets sick, you're tired of taking responsibility!" ardi replied again increasingly not accept.


Since Aerim's apartment and Mr. Aryo's main house. Ardi did strictly forbid Alya to do homework. All done by the waiter. Ardi was really treating Alya as Madam.


"But can not dong lo angry gini. You are wrong too. Confess what happened and how Alya was doing. Lo exaggerates Ar" replied Farid again defending Anya.


"Not what A' Farid. Brother Ardi. I was wrong. I am Alya alone. Yes I return, let Anya help" Anya replied with a sob and lowered her head.


"Take both of you. No need! Move over!" ardi brushed off Farid, again, and rushed into the kitchen.


Dinda who was breathing with Ardi was a little confused. Ardi walked away emotionlessly not staring at Dinda. "What's going on?" dinda saw Ardi.


Anya was crying. Then Farid grabbed Anya's shoulder and swept her to sit on the living room chair. Dika still fixated on choosing not to interfere and stay in front of tivi focus on watching tivi.


****


In the TV room


"What's wrong?" asked Dinda straight to Dika.


"Mas Ardi was angry at Mba Anya" Dika replied in a whisper.


"angry? Why?" dinda asked in shock as she glanced and saw Anya sobbing.


"Mas Ardi did not accept, Mba Alya was allowed to wash dishes alone" said Dika again still whispering.


"Ups, if so I'm wrong also dong" replied Dinda also felt guilty, Dinda also ninggalin Alya.


"Udah be quiet. Rather than wrong talk" Dika scolded choosing a safe position.


"Any angry man?" ask Dinda again.


"Yes. I also just saw Mba, it turns out that Mas Ardi is the same as Mba Alya. Very strange" continued Dika still whispering talking Ardi.


"Gue don't know, I've never been with Alya's husband, only this time I'm with them" continued Dinda again telling the story.


"The horrors of Mas Fatan Mas Ardi are the big boss of Mba, so maybe we should also treat Mba Alya like Madam" Dika replied again still whispering.


"I know Alya's husband is rich. But Alya is ordinary. He even told me to come out. We are also not servants" replied Dinda again do not accept blame.


"Kasian Mba Anya" continued Dika again.


"Why?"


"Crying?"


"Yes"


"Alya's husband means a lot of lebay. Why not hire a waiter if that's it"


"It's hard Mba. Ms. Mirna and Mba Alya are used to doing their own work" Dika replied again explaining the situation in her village. This is the first time they have returned home after marriage.


"That's not our fault, is it? Emang Alya himself who wants to" replied Dinda again telling the truth.


"Yes, I hope you are well, Mas Ardi is worried that Mba Alya is sick. Hopefully all is well and Mas Ardi changes his mood" said Farid calm Dinda.


"So it's not good for me" replied Dinda.


"Don't think about it, I'm sure they'll be better. Mas Ardi and Mas Farid are close friends too, definitely better"


"Aamiin"


Then Dika and Dinda continued the conversation discussing the others while watching tv.


****


In the living room.


"Hiks hyks" Anya still cried feeling dheg-dhegan and did not accept being yelled at.


"It doesn't have to cry, Ardi is that person" Farid said gently staring at Anya.


"Anya has nawarin A' to help Alya" Anya replied in self-defense and ngadu to Farid. Because she was sad Anya forgot her frustration and shame about the incident this afternoon.


"Aa believes Neng" Farid replied gently again.


"Alya himself who told Anya the same as Dinda to the room" continued Anya again still felt he was not wrong.


"Yes Neng yes, Aa believes. Don't cry anymore. Let's let Ardi. I remember the character of Ardi. He is so, don't take it for heart" he said"


"But if Alya why - why really how? Surely Anya was wronged" Anya said again shed tears again to the thought of Ardi's speech.


"Positive thingking, nothing will happen, it's nothing to think about" Farid still seduced Anya.


"But Anya remained afraid. Ardi's brother is angry about it"


"Ardi used to be so angry. Don't think about it! Yeah!" said Farid trying to tell, Ardi's anger is not a big thing.


"How was it not thought? Anya will not feel good here, the case is Anya nyusahin Alya" Anya replied still pouring out her sad feelings.


"Haishis. I've known Ardi for years. Look, tomorrow is good again. Tomorrow apologise to Alya and Ardi" said Farid again calm and reassure Anya, all is well.


Anya silently listened to Farid, adjusted her breathing and wiped her tears.


"Udah mending now you just sleep. He said he'd take a walk tomorrow, right?" farid continued attentively.


Anya still calmed her mind. And try to believe Farid's words.


"There's sleep" Farid said again.


"Aa tomorrow I'll come! Is it not a seminar?" tanya suddenly switched the conversation.


"Easy seminar problem mah Neng. Aa can call Aa's friends or join the seminar another time. Looks like your walk is fun. Most of Aa's parents do not permit Aa continued S3 before marriage. Oh yes Aa sorry well. The incident was noon" Farid said seriously while looking at Anya considering her bravery earlier this afternoon.


Anya fluttered and felt dheg-dhegan stared at Farid so. Anya was also embarrassed to remember the events of this afternoon. Anya regained consciousness considering that Any should be upset with Farid. Why is it so close now. Anya cried, complained and felt calm with him. Talk about marriage again.


"Ehm!" Anya cleared her throat to hide her dheg-dhegnya no longer cry.


"Aa hope you can accept Neng's reality. I hope you can forget your boyfriend. Aa hope, accept Aa and our matchmaking plan" continued Farid spoke seriously about their relationship.


Anya's face was turning pale. Anya had indeed realized that Agung hurt her and had to be forgotten. But Anya also still can not be as fast as it received Farid.


Being close and alone with Farid is like making Anya die a flea, let alone discussing their marriage. Anya could not imagine Farid would be her husband. Anya's muscles felt helpless. His heart was beating irregularly. He was confused as to what to answer.


"Ehm. Anya sleeps A', Anya wants to sleep. Thank you" Anya replied misbehaving, not wanting to discuss marriage. Anya immediately got up and half ran into the room.


Farid could only sigh patiently watching Anya leave.


****


In the backyard well.


"Darling what the fuck. Put no?" said Ardi riled to see his wife tie her hijab to the back. Roll up his arm rubbing a pot of meat and fish. Just like the mothers in the market or in the village.


"What the fuck does that mean?" alya casually turned to her husband.


"Do you know what time it is? It's already night time. Have you taken your medication yet? Sleep on!" ardi said again increasingly not accept. The wife of an Ardi Gunawijaya in Jakarta, the danger is many. Now it looks like a mother.


"Oh that. Yes, Lian finished this first, responsibility!" alya answered gently while wiping her forehead with her hands that contained soap foam.


"What stage? Why aren't the others involved?" ardi replied increasingly anxious to his wife. Still don't understand her husband.


"Whose other?" ask Alya plain. Alya feels in her house all the homework is Alya's responsibility.


"Your friends" answered Ardi, feeling that Alya's friends should respect Alya.


"Ish Mas likes it. We don't have a waiter here. They are our guests, no need to frown so much" said Alya adult advising her husband.


"It could be tomorrow, baby, it's night" Ardi said


"Died rinse, Lian soapin" Alya replied to calm her husband.


"Yes, it's rinsing. There and there" answered Ardi relented.


That's the only way to stop Alya. Ardi rolled up his pants squatting and washed the pots of rabbit and fish meat.


"Yes" Lian replied smiling. Ardi was silent.


An Ardi washes dishes in a well, not a sink.


"Lian wait for me" said Lian smiling to please her husband who looked upset.


"Have you taken your pregnancy medication yet?" ardi manyun replied.


"Dad Lian will drink. Lian wanted to wait for Lian's handsome husband first" Lian replied teasing her husband not to get angry anymore.


"Ehm" Ardi cleared his throat happily, Alya's tumbens smiled curiously so.