ERIKA (The Slandered Woman)
Chapter 5#

"Mas, I want to tell you something!" Erika did not know, if behind Aldo's back, her husband's eyes were closed while hugging Icha.

Silent!

"Yes..." Call Erika while leaning her head to be able to see the face of the man who has become her lover.

"Yeah... It's sleeping," he lamented inwardly. Apparently he was late in the room because he had just finished ironing. Curious, his eyes immediately scanned the clock on the wall. "It's also nine o'clock." he said himself. But back to self-conscious that Aldo is a factory worker who works very hard. Not a foreman, let alone CEO like a fictional character in his writings. Poor, surely her husband was very tired. She was tired, even though she was just a housewife whose job seemed to be wrong.

" Good night, my priest!" And cup... One gentle kiss fell sweetly on Aldo's left cheek.

Erika also shuffled away from the side of the bed. Forced he swallowed his confession again, if in a few months ago he decided to plunge into a novelist.

Given the rumors of Mother Saida from the slander of her mother-in-law, who she said she had an affair under the pretext of often playing hape every time, made Erika realize in one mistake, if she had to be honest with Aldo. Whatever it is, the small or big problem he must communicate to his partner.

"Tomorrow in the morning!" breaking up Erika who does not want to disturb her husband's sleep.

Not yet sleepy, Erika also took a seat cross-legged on the carpet while leaning her back against the wall, looking for a comfortable position to start stringing word for word the contents of her novel genre religion romance.

Ting... Ting...

A second of his internet data on, erika's phone has been invaded by a notification from several applications. Erika just opened a chat that she thought was important from a group of fellow writers. But he only gets a chat that contains all ghibahan material. Indeed, his chat group likes to discuss the random, not just the world of literacy.

Feeling the contents unfaithful, Erika also returned to her original intention of writing in her personal draft.

'HALAQAH LOVE AZIZAH.'

Erika clicked on the title of the novel, and saw the neat arrangement of the chapter-chapter of her draft.

In an atmosphere of silence like this is a comfortable moment for a writer to think, while arranging an interesting plot after plot so that the readers he has collected it survive following the fictional story he created.

However, Ting... It seems he failed again to get his concentration, one DM notification came in and made him curious, who was the person who had disturbed him.

'Kok Azizah hasn't been up?'

Erika narrows both her eyebrows. He doesn't know who asked that? Straight away, he patted his ridiculous eel, for feeling stupid. Where Azizah is called then surely the person who Nge-DM is a fan of his character. But, why also DM directly to his personal sosmed account? Can be used in the live read application. Erika became curious, this her fans know where her IG account came from, even though it was her personal account, not an account made just a promotion. In fact, Erika sometimes forgets that she has a sosmed account so rarely or almost never played sosmed. He was too busy in real life and his duties as a writer, until he did not have time to make a status or whatever.

'Not yet, brother! Patience yes... '

'Do you know, I was just waiting up?!'

Erika knows.

'I kept thinking of Azizah! Does Azizah describe the original character of the author? Sholeha and her very strong character!'

This is a human being who is still questioned by Erika's gender. What kind of guy is a girl? Looking at his profile picture was very membering, the time of his profile picture is the belly of a clown. Funny and weird.

'It's just fictitious, brother. I am not as perfect as Azizah. My faith is still as thin as a strand of hair."

Erika tries to be friendly to her readers.

'QUICK UP!'

Yes, because he was billed up with arguably a little coercion, Erika also decided to turn off her internet data so that there is no longer a noisy notification that is not too important.

'Why not be answered?'

Not even a finger touching the screen off the data, DM notifications from the same person entered again.

'Do you believe in destiny?'

'Of course!' Erika just weld her around.

'Have you ever heard the allusion, 'Senja and Morning will meet?'

The longer the business if Erika continues to reply to this stranger chat that is ambiguous, therefore, Erika prefers to silence it. It quickly deactivated the data. Then immediately concentrate fully on the plot he has written in his draft. He only needs to develop the plot until it becomes a page of his novel, so the time will not be too long.

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Allahuakbar...

Erika gasped in shock at the sound of the dawn prayer ringing in the mosque out there. He immediately woke up from.aish, it turns out he overslept on the floor because he was so excited to write all night until he could write eight thousand words.

But the question Erika, where is the alarm at three in the morning? Tumben once the chatty alarm did not bang on the door? And the alarm that Erika meant was her mother-in-law. It's not usually the Mother's day off nagging in the early hours.

Because it was time to wake up, Erika immediately rushed to wake Aldo to congregate together.

"Come, Mas. This is adzan loh. The dawn is just a little." Erika pulls Aldo's hand. Unconvicted, Erika did a subtle way by whispering warmly in Aldo's ear, "Good morning, my priest!" In fact, Erika dropped a kiss on both eyelids Aldo who was reluctant to open.

Aldo smiled silently silently in his heart, he liked the subtle way Erika woke him up.

"Masss.." whispered Erika while shaking the arm of the man who was actually pretending to be asleep. Wanting to tease his wife, Aldo deliberately swung his lips, asking for a kiss like both eyelids.

"Idihh, flirty!"

Aldo smiled as he opened his eyes. "Kiss.." she asked spoiled.

Not wanting to miss dawn, Erika obediently obeyed her husband. But just as he wanted to pull his kiss, Aldo quickly clenched his lips.

Apparently, her husband was asking for rations at the wrong time. Aldo's hand had touched the front. Satan is smart to flirt at certain times like that.

"Why not reply?" Aldo was upset that Erika was silent, not responding to her tongue.

"Finished pray deh.." bargained Erika softly.

Aldo. "Let's take a bath together. I promise, it won't be long. After that, we'll just jama'ah! The idea is time, isn't it, honey?" Aldo smiled mischievously. Then drew Erika's hand which only sighed resignedly. "The gas is sleeping tau, wait for you to iron a long time anyway." Aldo story.

"Oh, sorry then." regretted Erika who did not know that her husband is asking for rations he said.

Aldo did not say. He pulled the door faster. But the plan remains a plan, Erika and Aldo are shocked to death to see Rani's mother is now rolled in front of the door of her room.

"Momuu!" squealing both while scattering to help Mother Rani who actually stumbled on the hairy carpet, at three o'clock in the morning who had intended to disturb Erika again. Kualat!