
Reyhan circulated his gaze in all directions in search of the whereabouts of his wife who had left without his knowledge. He deeply regrets that incident.
“Al, where are you?” ask him to yourself.
Reyhan repeatedly contacted her via cell phone. However, there was no answer from him at all.
With large strides Reyhan stepped foot tracing around the lake. But what was sought did not meet. He rubbed his face rough. Scrambled his neatly combed hair.
He could no longer find any trace of his wife. Reyhan is going back to his car. He leaned his head against the steering wheel. His gaze was fixed on someone sitting near the siomay seller on the side of the road with an ice cream in his hand.
“Aleea.” Reyhan quickly ran over to him.
“Honey, where have you been ? I've been looking for you.”
“Oh already my sister has remembered my whereabouts. I think brother has completely forgotten,” he said coldly.
“Al, I'm sorry.”
She did not speak at all to her husband.
“Bang, I ordered one serving, yes. The spicy one, Bang.”
He enjoys ice cream in his hand without caring about Reyhan.
“Aleea ?”
“Continue nostalgia brother with Elmeera there. I'm fine waiting here.”
“Elmeera ? How did you know that this woman was Elmeera?”
“My gear is still working fine. So, I can still hear brother saying his name. Besides, Kenzo also called the woman earlier.”
In front of him was his order. Before he started to eat it. Reyhan first removed the siomay from his presence.
“Do not eat spicy. I don't want your stomach to have any problems.”
“I'm used to eating spicy food. So, don't worry.”
“But I didn't allow you.”
She looked hard at her husband. “Good. My sister ate. Let me order something else.”
“Al ?” Reyhan touched her hands gently. He brushed it off rough.
“Don't bother me to eat. Just like I didn't bother you with a warm conversation with your old friend.”
Reyhan surrender. He gave back the siomay he had removed before Nadhira.
No matter what. Nadhira ate his food very well. “If you want to eat too. Just order with his brother,” he said with his mouth full of food.
“Do not speak if you are eating,” scolds Reyhan.
It didn't take long. The food he ordered ran out with no leftovers.
“You want more ?”
“No. Thanks though. I'm full.”
He left Reyhan without permission. Walk her feet towards the car.
Reyhan paid for Nadhira's order. Then, follow him back to the car that is still in the same place.
“I want to go straight home,” he said when Reyhan was already beside him.
“Iya, Darling. But, listen to me first.”
“What should I listen to ? Have you heard your nostalgic story ? So ?
“Sorry, Dear. I forgot that there is you beside me.”
He laughed discordantly. “How can a husband forget his own wife?”
“Sayang. Honey, listen to me..”.
He raised his hand in front of Reyhan. “I don't need an explanation. I just want to go home. Meet Mama who never forgot my whereabouts.” He pressed word for word in his last sentence.
“Al, I didn't mean it that way.”
“I told you, Brother. I want to go home.”
“Iya. Ja. We go home now.” Reyhan prefers to give up. He no longer wanted to argue with his wife who was still in a state of heightened emotions.
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He slammed the car door hard and walked away from Reyhan who was still in the car. His face looks red.
“Al, wait!” Reyhan chased after her and pulled her hand forcefully.
“What else, Brother ?”
“Stop being angry like that. If you see Mom and Dad. How ? You will definitely be asked. It's our household affair, yes, Al.”
“I know how to behave!” She stared intently at her husband.
Reyhan loosened his grip on Nadhira's wrist. Just the time he saw his wife was that angry.
Without daring to forbid, he stared at the small body of his walking wife and disappeared behind the front door of his house.
Reyhan walks gontai following Nadhira. In the living room found his wife talking with Mama. Her cheerful and innocent face returned to how it was. It acts like nothing ever happened. He saw his wife laughing so.
“Why stay there, Brother ? Come here!” Mama woke Reyhan from her busy watching Nadhira.
She just stared at her husband. Do not reprimand or just invite her husband to sit down.
“Ma, Nadhira to the room first, yes. To clean. After that Nadhira help Aunt in the kitchen.”
Reyhan felt so avoided by his own wife. “Al, is that how angry you are with me ? To the extent that you avoid me like ?” Reyhan asked softly in his heart.
“Why ?” asked Mama who saw something was not okay with her firstborn.
“It's okay, Ma. Reyhan seems to need a break.”
“Iya. You go to your room after your wife. And rest.”
“Iya, Ma.”
Reyhan passed from the living room and walked towards his room on the second floor. He opened the door slowly so as not to disturb his wife. He thought Nadhira only reasoned to clean up just because he avoided it.
Inside Reyhan's room found him lying on the bed. Still complete with hijab that has not been released.
“If sister wants to take a shower. I have prepared warm water for brother,” he said with closed eyes.
“Honey, I need to talk to you.”
“Sorry. I just want to rest for a while. Anyway, I don't think there's anything we need to talk about.”
“But, I can't if you let it sit like this continuously, Al.”
He closed his eyes slowly. Trying to fall asleep soundly. However, his efforts were so in vain. His mind ran somewhere.
“Akkhhh!” He screamed in frustration and managed to make Reyhan shocked and panicked.
“Darling, you why ?” Reyhan approached her and sat down beside her.
He covered his face with his hands and started crying as he pleased. She hated the circumstances that made her have to be angry and inhabit her own husband.
“Al, you why ?”
“I hate to be mad at you, Brother!” he snaps it hard.
“Darling, I'm sorry, yes. I really didn't mean to hurt you. I am only interested in the discussion on behalf of Ms. Shalu.”
Reyhan changed his wife's position to sit face to face. “Honey, already, yes.” Reyhan took her in his arms.
“Don't torture me like this, Sister. I am not strong enough to be someone who should be angry and inhabit her own husband. I don't like.”
“Iya, Darling. I'm sorry. Next time I won't be so again.”
“Please! Keep my feelings up too, brother. Anyway I am your wife.”
“Aleea, I never meant to hurt your feelings. Really, Darling.”
He nodded. She tried to get rid of all the anger she was in and tried to listen to her husband.
“Sorry I was too influenced by anger. Because, brother doesn't care about me at all.”
“Iya, Darling. I'm sorry too.”
She hugged her husband tightly.