EX (SHACKLE OF FIRST LOVE)
1. Reunions

Yara walks slowly beside Juna, her husband. Shoes heels and dress with modeled span make it must step slowly.

Juna also tried to match his wife's steps. With a patient look, he took his woman.

They had just entered the ballroom of a hotel-where there was a reunion event among the alumni of Harapan Taruna High School. At the school that was once Yara and friends of his class was gaining achievements.

"Yara!"

"Yara!"

Some of the people who saw Yara-suffering presence called out the name of the beautiful yellow-skinned lady.

"Hi..." Yara waved her hand, replying to the greetings of her classmates. Yara can recognize Fera and Rina there.

"Come, here!" rina said as she approached Yara and slowly pulled the arm of the woman in the deep black dress.

Rina invites Yara to join together at a table filled with some of their friends.

"Who, Ra? A boyfriend? We know, dong!" goda Fera was taken by all the friends at the round table.

Yara smiled a little. He looked at Juna who was still loyal by his side. "This is Mas Juna. My husband," she said.

"Husband?" Some of them were quite surprised to hear Yara's reply. Some were whispering because they had never heard of even being invited to the tiny woman's wedding.

But, it only happened for a while, because a while later, things returned conducive and they were all at the table - starting to greet the presence of Juna-yang Yara introduced as her husband.

Yara and Juna joined the table. Not only Rina and Fera, there are also Rozi, Diandra and Jacob. Some of them also carry their own arm, some are limited to their boyfriend or legal partner.

While from another table in the same room, there were two senses that were staring at Yara with a fixed gaze. Since then, he did not turn his eyes when he saw the presence of a pair of men and women who had just entered the ballroom area.

"I'm sorry to go to the toilet for a second" said the man, sounding cold. His words were heard by a group of friends sitting at the same table with him-they responded with a nod.

The black slimfit shirt man began to walk slowly towards the whereabouts of the male toilet.

Arriving there, he stared at the reflection in front of the mirror in front of him. His hands clasped tightly to the edge of the sink, trying to dampen the pounding heart racing.

Sighing deeply, he muttered softly. "Ayara ..." she said.

In a bit, he had heard enough of the conversation between Yara and her other friends at the opposite table earlier. Somehow his heart was upset, when he heard Yara already had a husband.

Sky-name-that man-is frowning faintly in his position. Before long, he decided to wash his hands and dry them in the handryer.

After the activity was enough to cool his mood, Sky was out of the toilet area.

Be loved, ulam arrived. So says the old saying. Sky passed by the woman he had muttered her name.

Yara's.

Yara and Sky looked at each other. For a few seconds they locked each other's eyes as if they had forgotten themselves and circumstances, none of the two of them were trying to continue their respective steps.

"Kiy..." Yara tried to say hello. Although it felt very awkward when he greeted the figure of the man in front of him. Why not, Sky is his ex-girlfriend while in High School.

Sky just smiled thinly not saying. The man chose to continue in the opposite direction to Yara-go because Yara had just wanted to enter the female toilet area next to the male toilet.

*

The reunion went well. The activity in it is to greet the friends of the class. Of course there are some who show off in financial terms - very common in such events.

The show continues with talk activities. Some of them plan to do a family gathering to the island of the Gods.

Even some of those who are successful, do not hesitate to support funds and finance ranging from transportation to food costs.

"Huh? Why?" Yara who has been daydreaming since, actually did not really listen to what was being discussed in the event. His meeting with Sky was short, the reason for daydreaming in the crowd.

Juna clucked. "That, your friends want to do a sightseeing event. Wanna come?"

"What are you ngizinin?"

"Maybe," said Juna casually.

"But, he said his goal was to Bali." Yara began to listen to the discussion about the destination that is still talked about by her friends.

"Yes, why, no?" Juna sniffed his shoulders indifferently.

"I have money, Mom."

Juna smiled wryly. "Well, if you don't have to come, go!" he said without guilt.

Yara breathed out slowly. Although Juna said he had allowed her to travel, Yara knew that the man was not really serious about her words.

Juna was among the husbands who were reluctant to spend a dime for Yara to enjoy alone. Juna is too calculating, even in their household affairs - so too.

Yara was given only 1 million for one month. In fact, Juna's work is included in the bona fide circles. The man, who married Yara for the past 2 years, worked as a supervisor at an oil and gas company.

"I want to save so we can have our own house. Let it be small, but don't keep contracting, Ra." That was the reason Juna always told Yara, if Yara discussed her calculating attitude.

Without Yara knowing how much nominal salary Juna actually gets every month. Of course Yara had protested, but if she continued to do so, it would end up useless because Juna would always avoid and leave if Yara was nagging.

"You don't have to worry. Our event to Bali will have their own donors, so everyone can come!" The voice of Jacob who turned into an impromptu MC sounded boisterous. So did the welcome of friends who shouted his words.

"Denger, ow! There is everyone gigging. Come on, come on!" juna said teasingly to Yara. He did not actually fully give her permission, because he knew Yara would not leave without a penny. He only pretended to allow, so as not to be seen to curb his wife.

"No, Mas. I can't leave if I don't have the money. Yes, at least there is a handle," Yara refused. Only Juna could hear his voice.

"Yara's? Come, right?" diandra asked the woman, making Yara immediately turn her head towards the friend.

"No, Di," Yara refused subtly.

"Why?" Lina and Fera asked simultaneously.

"I can't, Mas Juna works, no one takes care of his needs later."

"Ah, three days of doang." Diandra tried to persuade. "Come on!" bring him.

"Yes, if Yara comes with us.. It's okay, right, Mas Juna?" This time Fera asked Juna.

"Yes, it's okay. I told you to too." Juna responded to Fera. "Come on! Come along, Ra.." he said again, this time leading to Yara, his wife.

"Entar, I thought again." Yara tried to display a big smile so as not to disappoint her friends.

"Who would like to join Dian, yes!" Jacob's voice was heard again, this time the man pointed to Diandra as the head of coordination.

Yara lowered her head, she was embarrassed to tell her friends what the real reason was. If only he had savings, maybe he would think to come, but let alone savings, the rest of the spending money he did not have. Lucky if it's mediocre. In fact, sometimes minus and he has to rotate the brain to find additional.

His arrival today to the Reunion event was only limited to appreciating the invitation of his friends. He was embarrassed to show his face. Even his current appearance is in sharp contrast to his friends who wear clothes with famous brands. Fortunately, Yara did not mind her appearance, although she was a little insecure and compared.

But what good is it to complain? This has become a way of life that must be passed. As long as Juna is not playing with women and physically injuring them, Yara is determined to stay with the man because Juna is the man chosen by her late father.

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