Berlianku My wife
72. Bizarre

"Tumben is awake" said Alya met Ardi in front of the kitchen bathroom.

"Hemmm" Ardi did not answer Alya's question just passed.

"Is he calling me again? But why did he take me to the try room?" Alya saw her husband go to the room upset that his question was not answered.

Ardi went to the room to pray at dawn and get ready to go. Despite being married Ardi prepares his own things and clothes, I don't know when Alya can open up and communicate well like other couples.

40 Minutes Ardi finished getting ready. Alya had also finished preparing breakfast. That morning Alya only made fried rice and omelet, because the rice she cooked yesterday afternoon did not run out.

Indirectly Alya prepared leftover rice for her husband. Though at home Ardi rice alone is more often black rice and must be with 4 good qualities. As a doctor, Alya knew the menu was not healthy, but economic considerations Alya preferred as long as not often. Especially during the marriage, Ardi and Alya have never sat together to talk about the direction of their marriage. Ardi also has not supported Alya.

Alya was shocked to see Ardi was tidy with his casual clothes and carrying a backpack. Ardi looks younger and fresh, not fierce but still still cool.

"Why do you see me?" tanya Ardi Ketus felt noticed Alya.

"No" replied Alya cuek did not want Ardi GR.

"Gue didn't come home for a few days, you don't have to wait for me to sleep malem" Ardi said staring at Alya.

"Who is waiting for you" replied Alya ngeles did not want to look embarrassing because all night Alya cried waiting for Ardi.

Ardi looked at Alya sharply with a smile, Ardi knew his wife was lying. Alya became misbehaved and fixed her front hair that was detached from the ties.

"The couch cushions smell of people's perfume, I don't like it! Were there any guests yesterday?" asked Ardi while walking to grab a sofa cushion.

Alya was shocked to hear her husband ask, even Ardi could tell that Anya was playing. Her husband could have known just by smelling Anya's pillow.

"Yesterday my friend came, why else sleep on the couch?" alya ketus.

"Gue just wanted to go"

"My mother?" ask Alya astonished.

"Well, you say, I sleep here, which means my room, or you want to share it with me?"

"No, that's not what I mean" Alya replied, wondering what happened yesterday.

"Because this is my room, I don't like the smell of people's perfume. Especially if the guy"

"What do you mean?"

"Your friend here cwo what's cwe?"

"He can recognize the smell of his perfume guess it yourself" Alya answered, annoyed at being thought to bring a male guest.

"Thank God that you have your friends" replied Ardi flatly glancing at his wife who was standing by the door. Ardi knew that here the girl friend saw Alya's expression.

"What do you mean?" alya asked offended. "Do you think I don't have any friends?"

"Ehm..., I'm leaving for a few days, you can bring your friend here" Ardi replied telling Alya to switch the conversation.

"really? If my friend can?" alya asked a little happily.

"No!" answer Ardi ketus.

"Ish" Alya hissed disappointedly.

"It is not permissible if a male friend" continued Ardi answered Alya's question. Alya smiled, which means she can take Anya to the apartment.

"How many days did it take?" alya began to wonder. Ardi smiled at her wishing Alya really cared.

"don't know. After my business, it could be a week, two weeks or a month" Ardi replied, luring Alya to ask more where and what Ardi was going for.

"Ehm" Alya cleared her head. "Where exactly is he going? Is she really going to leave because I refused to sleep with her. Why am I afraid that if he goes, really, do I accept his invitation, I am already his wife. Ah no-no, realized Alya, you don't know her yet, we married because of her bulky wits, lest I regret"

Alya swallowed her saliva, realizing as a wife had made a mistake because she refused her husband to have sex with her husband, even though it was her duty. Alyapun limited himself to not asking anymore and was ready with all his heartache Ardi.

"Damn it, why don't you ask, baby, where are you going?" muttered Ardi felt Alya cuek.

"Are you okay?" asked Ardi worried because Alya did not care. "Lo's alone, I went long"

"Emang why? I'll get used to it myself" Alya replied flatly.

"Okay, good then" replied Ardi upset, Ardi was anxious himself, holding back the desire to say goodbye, hugging his wife, kissing her and telling her where he was going. Unfortunately, Alya is getting colder. Ardi sighed back to look at his wife. Throwing away her desire, she had to be patient to make Alya realize that her husband was truly dear.

While Alya is awkward herself, seeing Ardi acting strangely. Ardi seemed hesitant to leave but like something to say.

"I've cooked, breakfast first" said Alya throw awkward taste.

"No need, I have breakfast outside" replied Ardi exasperatedly, against his own desires. Then Ardi got up from his seat and walked out of the apartment.

"Ish, you know that I didn't eat her breakfast" said Alya upset to see her husband leave.

Alya sat down at the dining table and saw that her cooking on the table was still intact. "Where exactly did he go? What was the job like, yesterday he said he wanted to talk about the home, what would he say? Eh she's gone instead" Alya daydreamed while holding hands on the dining table.

"Ehm" Ardi cleared his throat, suddenly sitting next to Alya picking up the plate. Alya who was daydreaming was shocked to see her husband who had just said goodbye suddenly was already beside her again.

Ardi took a breakfast of fried rice and eggs without shame and guilt. Ardi ate it with gourmand.

"She eats outside?" sindir Alya looked at her husband eating.

Ardi ignored Alya and continued. "Why is the food always so good?" muttered Ardi while chewing Alya's fried rice.

"Basic strange man" Alya sneered to her husband. Just returned to know-tau again. Alya wakes up and gets a drink for her husband. The two of them ate together in silence, 5 minutes passed by the rice on Ardi's plate ran out. Ardi continued to gulp down the drink Alya provided.

"Don't go to the parlor" said Ardi suddenly looking at Alya. Alya who was still chewing rice almost choked on hearing Ardi's words, Alya immediately drank water in front of him.

"Don't ask why, you just obey my words" Ardi added.

"It can't be dong mas" Alya replied, fighting back after gulping down water. "Mas must explain the reason, there are many children that I love"

"Not forever, just don't go to the orphanage first" replied Ardi kekeh.

"Yes, the reason" Alya did not want to give up.

"Is it hard to obey?"

"I can't obey something I don't know why"

"Do you like Farid so much?" tanya Ardi switched the conversation, making Alya inflamed.

"Lhoh kok said Farid. Alya has promised the children, Alya weekend there, no relation to Kak Farid, strange"

"Well, you can go there, but keep our marriage a secret, don't tell me you're my wife?"

"Huh what? Who wants to discuss marriage and confess your wife, GR. I'm also ashamed to admit it" Alya replied resentfully.

"What did you say? Are you ashamed to marry me?" tanya Ardi was annoyed to hear Alya's words.

"Why angry? Why did you forbid me the story and ask me to keep it a secret?"

Ardi swallowed his saliva. Ardi's intention was not to be ashamed to admit Alya. Ardi can't wait to tell his two best friends that he married before them. But Ardi keeps Farid feeling, Ardi also wants to keep Alya from Sinta and Intan.

"Hide our marriage until Farid is engaged" added Ardi relented not wanting to fight.

"I mean" asked Alya still ngeyel.

"Saying yes! No need to argue" replied Ardi woke up and took the bag and left.

Alya could only stare at Ardi's departure with a curious brain. "Will he come back like that? Where exactly is he going? You freak"