Berlianku My wife
90. Move Kos

"Beck Neng?" bargain pedicab attendant saw a beautiful woman walking carrying a large bag.

"Thank you sir, I'm going to the mosque in front!" alya answered pointing at the mosque in front of him. The rickshaw man left again. Alya continued her steps into the mosque.

While wiping the sweat on his forehead Alya sat on the porch of the mosque near the berwudzu place. Alya sighed and stroked her flat stomach. For some reason since realizing she was pregnant Alya always wanted to stroke her stomach.

Alya immediately took the wudzu and performed the ashar prayer. Alya recited for a moment, prayed and calmed his heart with a few sheets of tadarus. Alya's tears came back remembering her husband.

Alya remembered very well, even though her marriage was beyond her wishes. Alya knowingly signed the file from KUA, Alya knowingly accepted her marriage. That means Alya is consciously ready to accept and live the nature as a wife. This includes facing all household tests.

Alya thought again what her decision was right now. She left her home and husband without permission. As a wife who knows religion should not Alya make her own decisions, leaving the house without the permission of the husband is clearly a mistake. Especially now that she was not alone, there was a baby in her stomach.

But why the shadow of her husband gulping alcohol, sitting with a man who bears the stamp of fellow lovers feels so heavy. Just imagine it feels nauseous. I don't know what her husband did at the hotel that night. Alya waited all day for news.

Alya closed the Qur'an in his hand, put it again into his big bag. Alya folded her face. Alya thought again, what would Alya do. But still, Alya felt pain, Alya felt lied to and played with her husband. Why didn't Ardi tell Farid and Gery right away that they were married. Alya had to go along and lie to Anya.

"Either I sin or not, whether this is childish or not, it hurts, allah, anyway I want to go to the cost! Forgive me yes Alloh" Alya said in his heart more obedient to his emotions than his common sense.

"I'm sorry mommy son, I promise I'll take good care of you" Alya's mind stroked her stomach again.

Alya sat on the porch of the mosque, picking up the butut phone she just bought. Alya put in her simcard and turned on the phone. Alya contacted Anya, if she was ready to move boarding and asked for the full address of Anya's boarding house.

"Us Alya?" call someone from the direction of the ablution.

Hearing someone call her name Alya immediately turned her head and placed her phone.

"Sister Farid?" alya asked in shock when she saw the man with the sleeves of the shirt rolled up to his elbows, there was a splash of water on his face.

"What are you doing here?" farid asked looking at Alya's bag.

"Emm" Alya hesitated to answer what to Farid. "What's wrong with Farid here?" alya ngasal replied.

"I? I go through here every day, go to the lake, abis ngajar want to pray first. Are you praying?"

"Udah Brother"

"OKAY. By the way, where's the big bag going?"

"Emmm. Alya wants to move the cost"

"alone?

"Yes. Alya moved to kos temen"

"Oh that, I'm anter yah! No reason to refuse anymore. Wait for me to pray first" replied Farid half forcefully, then immediately pray in the foyer. Alya just kept silent could not resist.

"Where are you going to move the cost?" tanya Farid sat on the steps of the mosque foyer after finishing prayers. Alya handed over the note Anya gave.

"But Temen Alya is still guarding the afternoon at the hospital Kak" said Alya saw Farid read Anya's address.

"That means it's still empty?"

"He came home at 9pm, but in the boarding house he said someone was waiting"

"Oh that? What if you accompany me first" bargained Farid invite Alya away.

"Where?"

"Streetings. Yuk!" answered Farid smilingly taking Alya by the road.

Alya looked at Farid confusedly. Alya also wants to go for a walk. But realizing she was still a wife, Alya hesitated to agree.

"Where to walk? Alya wants to go to kosan directly aja Kak, want to rest" replied Alya refused.

"Bentar doang, to the home cafe near the lake, will be inaugurated again!"

"But this wants maghrib Brother"

"It's still an hour away. Abis salat maghrib. Come on!" then Farid took Alya's bag of clothes and put it in the trunk without Alya's consent. Alya got up and followed Farid.

"Where have you been all this time?" tanya Farid opened the chat while driving.

"Humping in the apartment of Aunt Rita's son" Alya answered honestly.

"Ardi's apartment?" tanya Farid.

"Yes" Alya answered uncomfortable feeling that she had lied to Farid about her marriage.

"Sister Farid how are you?" tanya Alya ventured to learn about Farid's matchmaking.

"As you can see, I'm very healthy and happy" Farid replied casually.

"How was Farid's match?"

"Oh that?" answered Farid smiling. "My parents made me the same girl who had Al's girlfriend" Farid replied with a bitter smile.

"Continue?" alya was worried.

"You don't know, Brother Farid wants to take care of S3 Al again".

"Aren't Farid going to college?"

"Yes"

"That means the wedding's been postponed?"

"If you want, now marry also Kak Farid ready Al" replied Farid jokingly making Alya immediately speechless feel guilty.

"No, joking Al, don't think. Kak Farid's marriage is still on the way. But from the women's side, ask for time, can't I?" said Farid tells a friendly story about his fate when there is nothing less than Farid.

"How are you? When is the marriage plan? Do you have a candidate yet?"

"Ehm" Alya wavered and bowed his face. Be honest or keep lying. Alya is married, even pregnant. Alya felt that he could no longer make a narrative of lying especially to people as good as Farid. Alya just kept silent thinking of the right answer. But to be honest, it should be Ardi who explained it not Alya.

"Not answered?" asked Farid again to see Alya silent.

"It may not be that Alya chose not to answer Kak Farid's question" replied Alya sage did not want to answer wrongly.

"Yes, I don't understand if you don't want to tell a story" Farid nodded unwillingly to force Alya.

"Mafin Alya ya Kak, one day surely Alya can tell Kak Farid"

"It's okay to relax" replied Farid wisely continue driving into the mountain area.

About 15 minutes they arrived at a lake that looked beautiful. The lake was not so big but it looked comfortable. Above the cliff looks a building with glittering lights with stairs below connected to a floating cafe.

"Udah up" replied Farid taking Alya down.

Alya's eyes sparkled admiring the beauty of this cafe that had not yet opened. It's almost so, the place is beautiful, nuanced nature. Inside still seen some craftsmen tidying up his work tools because of the time maghrib break time. Apparently the workmanship is not 100% finishing, but will be pursued in the near future.

Farid chatted a little with the handyman to make sure when the cafe was ready to operate. Farid did routinely control to the construction of the cafe this orphanage twice a week. After chatting with the handyman, Farid took Alya to the cafe courtyard, took Alya to sit on a bench near the cliff looking into the lake.

"Sit down, we'll enjoy the afternoon here, it's good to see the sunset?" said Farid giving a bench.

"Dad, very beautiful Sister, Masya Alloh"

"once every 2 weeks Farid's brother comes here" Farid told Alya.

"Sister Farid is great, yes, has an idea as beautiful as this" said Alya praising and admiring Farid. Then Farid chuckled.

"Sister Farid just stay running Al, Kak Farid just help, who has an idea not Kak Farid" replied Farid honestly and humbly to make Alya stunned.

"Whose idea?" alya asked in curiosity.

"Ardi, the son of Bu Rita" answered Farid flatly telling his sister's taste buds. Alya gulped her saliva hearing her husband's name called.

"The ardi? Ardi Mas?" muttered Alya Lirih did not believe her husband was the person behind the making of this wonderful cafe. Even the ownership certificate also has Ardi but Alya does not know. Then Alya stroked her stomach gently remembering the child she contained Ardi's son.

"Yes, at first Ms. Rita only had a small home, focused on supporting children and regular schools. Who has an idea for a cooking teacher, open a business and the other is Ardi, but he never wants to go to the orphanage again because of Intan, so I have to take over his duties, he said, I'm in business, but I'm still consulting" Farid continued to tell me who he and Ardi really are.

"Continent?" tanya Alya felt disturbed by the name of the permpuan that Farid mentioned.

"Yes, he's Ardi's fiancee"

"Wedding?" alya asked with wide eyes getting curious. Alya swallowed her salivary growing more and more distraught. Her husband once had a fiance, but Alya never knew.

"Yes, why is your expression so shocked? Don't talk about them, don't have anything to do with us" Farid replied, turning the conversation around feeling he shouldn't be talking about his best friend.

Unlike Alya, his breathing was increasingly hunting. Her curiosity got bigger, this was the first time Alya heard that her husband had ever been engaged. Even Bu Rita, Ida and Mia never told him. But if Alya asks Farid further, what is the reason Alya wants to know so much about Ardi.

"The only question is Kak, why did his fiancee actually make Mas Ardi not want to take care of the orphanage anymore?" ceplos Alya hopes to explore the mass of Ardi.

"You ask the person directly. Yesterday was an acquaintance. Oh yeah, I don't even know yet, how do you get to know Ms. Rita, what's the story?"

"I? Bu Rita is my mother's friend, I just finished koass Kak, Alya to Jakarta because of intership (apprentice). Bu Rita nawarin Alya to live in Mas Ardi's apartment. Miss Rita also ajakin Alya to the orphanage, so we became familiar"

"Ooh, pantes Ardi does not know about you, you lecture in Jogja?"

"Dad" Alya replied.

"Why do you even want to spend it now?" ask Farid.

"Alya does not feel good to depend on Bu Rita kept Sis" replied Alya lying again.

"Oh, you really don't have to feel that way. Miss Rita is a rich man. You could say crazy rich. Just one more child, Miss Rita would love to help you, oh yes you have told Ms Rita if you want to move costs?" farid asked not to want Alya to make a wrong decision.

Alya swallowed her saliva hearing Farid's question. Where could Alya say goodbye to Bu Rita if Alya wants to run away from her husband. Obviously will be opposed the same Miss Rita. How can Alya explain to Farid that Alya is actually doing a blurry action.

"Alya wants there to be a friend of Kak" Alya answered looking for reasons not to be asked again with Farid.

"Ooh, hope you're at home in his new boarding house. Uh Maghrib tuh" said Farid heard the adhan. Then they left the cafe and immediately prayed in a small mushola. Then they prepared for Anya's boarding.

"Before you eat first!" said Farid while driving.

"So farid Brother" Alya replied kindly.

Farid also invited Alya to eat at a restaurant near Anya kosan. After eating Farid drove Alya to kosan Anya.

"Al" called Farid while lowering Alya's clothes bag in front of the boarding house.

"Yes Brother"

"3 more days in the opening of the cafe. Come yes!"

"Yes, what time is it?" alya replied.

"At 9am, ask for your phone number!"

Alyapun gave his phone to Farid. Farid recorded Alya's number. Then say goodbye to going home.

"False Brother" said Alya kindly.

"Hopefully, if there's any phone!"

"Yes, Brother Farid be careful, daah" said Alya waving his hands to let Farid go.