FORCED CHEATING
255FALSE RECOGNITION (PART 2)
Tia sat herself opposite Via in the living room. The two neutrals looked straight at the silent sister with a flat expression. The two have just been involved in a serious chat about the fate of Via's marriage which is like being on the edge.
“You can't do it, Vi. That's not fair to you,” Tia said after they stayed for a while.
“Didn't Mbak Tia support my decision to part ways with Mas Mirza?”
“Yes, but not by using the excuse of the third person in your household.”
“Absolutely Miss Een is not a third person? Just like Ma'am, even though she's my mother-in-law she can be called a third person right?”
“He's not a person, but dhemit!” Sarkas Tia was upset. “Astaghfirullahaladziim ..” Tia immediately beristighfar after. Discussing about Bu Een anyone can indeed lose patience, not least for Tia the graceful woman in the gentle hijab.
Shift his sitting position to get closer to Via. “I mean Ma'am, please don't involve Danar in your household affairs because it's not fair to you. You can be labeled not really, you can be called the cheating wife Vi” suck with a more shady gaze. “Also for Danar, he can be branded a snatch of people's wives. Though he is a good man, you should not take advantage of his kindness.”
Sighing heavily, “Mbak Tia is right, but I have no other way to make Mas Mirza leave me,”
“Did Danar know about this?”
“No, he doesn't know.”
“He should know, that all this is just setting.”
Just a faint nod and then shed his eyes on his distended stomach, the tightness again squeezed him when he realized one day the baby would grow without the father beside him.
“Except, if you and Danar have mutual affection –“, continued Tia Iirih who made Via lift his shoulder face.
Rise from his seat, “aku to the room first MBak, want to get ready. Soon Danar may be coming to pick up.”
“You want to go?” cringing curious.
“Iya, go to Denaya's house. Pak Haji Barkah held a thanksgiving event right for his adopted son who just got married?” ask Via reassuringly. “I just found out that Mr. Haji's adopted son who was meant by Mbak Tia at that time was Hanson.”
“Vi, Mbak just pesen same you, be careful. please do not let you harm yourself.”
“Emh, Mbak Tia not to where Pak Haji?” Via instead shifted the topic of conversation.
“Initially Mbak finished cooking for the event cepet-cepet back here because of worry about the same you who have been living since yesterday. Uh, ternayta you want to go.” Slight nagging.
“Ya follow you all.”
“Ngak ah, tired.”
“Riri same mother dateng not yes?”
“Why? You're afraid of getting caught by mom when you come with Danar?”back to asking with full attention.
“Ngak too,”
“Mother and Riri must also be exhausted. They are definitely more likely to take a break at home.”
Via nodded then stepped away leaving his brother to prepare.
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After Isya, the spacious courtyard of Haji Barkah residence has been seen by guests arriving. The chairs are neatly arranged under the shade of a tent that stands majestically. Rumi sat next to Denaya wearing a syar’i fashion. Hanson who was a little far away from her several times stole a glance at her eternal lover that beautiful, Hanson's inner murmur. Not in vain Denaya ransacked the contents of her wardrobe to get clothes that closed the aura for Rumi. Actually not a difficult matter for Hanson, with a blink of an eye he could have bought a whole store of clothes for his wife. But Rumi refused, he still seemed reluctant to appear syar'i and Hanson did not want to force. As a result, Denaya offered one of her syar’nya dresses that she had never worn.
“Mbak, can not the hood be off? Rumi wagged her palm to expel the sultry.
“Do not dong. The outside of the room adem gini really you even rage anyway?” Denaya.
“Hem, not used yet.”
“Yes therefore should be familiarized. Didn't Hanif really want to see you wear hijab? Denaya emphasized a little because Rumi was a bit part of the people. “A wife must obey her husband's orders, let alone the command calls into kindness.”
Rumi just silently tried to compromise the circumstances. Denaya who had been upset with Rumi immediately developed her smile when she saw the arrival of Via. He stepped up to meet his friend and nephew.
“Vi –“
“Sorry yes I came later, I should have helped.” Said Via while welcoming Denaya's brief hug.
“Ah, relax aja. There are many who help. I've been sitting sweet all day too.” Denaya held Via's arm but he stopped stepping when he saw Danar who appeared later. He looked at Via and Danar alternately, as if he wanted to ask if you came with Danar?
“Eh, Mirza where?” it was precisely that question sentence that Denaya said.
Shut up for a moment, look at Danar. “We are not together, maybe Mas Mirza is still at home mom.”
“You two came here?” I can't wait for the curiosity that surrounds him.
Both are at the same time. Denaya is getting curious. Why did they come both? Mirza where? Did something happen? Benak Denaya was filled with various questions because Om Jaka had not told about the gonjang ganjing Via and Mirza household threatened with mush because of the bad conditions asked by his mother to want to undergo surgery.
“Ekhem, Dena I'm thirsty nih.” Dehem resuscitated Denaya from his mind.
“Oh, uh yes briefly –“
“It looks like a nice ginger wedang, I was writhing there ginger wedang there.” Via looked at the table near the entrance.
Danar nodded and left immediately.
“Vi, you seriously just come together Danar?” unable to hide his sense of pomp for longer, Denaya brought Via sitting rather steeply from the guests.
“Iya,” sahut Via short.
“Mirza?” demanding an explanation of its details.
“And I told you, maybe Mas Mirza is still at home mom.”
“Vi, since when did you play secrets from me?” slightly pull up Via's arm. “What happened to you and Mirza?”
Via only answered with a sigh, provoking Denaya to ask further, but he could not bear to see the silent hue that suddenly loomed on the look of Via's face. Threw jemari Via, “ I once told you that Danar must like you. I have a feeling like that since he squirms he was first at the restaurant at that time. From the way he looks at you is clearly different. Do you remember when I said that?”
Sighing heavily, “Dena, may I rest in aja, my head suddenly dizzy nih.” Holding temples.
He suddenly felt guilty. He forced Via too much. “Vi, sorry yes –“
Screaming with a thin smile in response to her is okay.
“ayok, I'll take you inside.” Help Via Bengkit along with Danar who came to bring wedang ginger request Via.
“Vi, are you sick?” asked with worry.
“His head is dizzy he said, mendingan him rest in dalem aja.”
“Ya already, if you need something tell me yes. this is wedang gahnya let me bring it in for you.”
“Let me take it myself. I'm just a little dizzy really, no papa, rest a little later also improved again.” Take a glass from Danar's hand.
“Are you really not papa?” looks unsure, “or let me buy you medicine first.”
Reviewing smile, “True. Udah you join om Jaka tuh, the event bertar again want to start like.”
Nodding and only able to face the back of Via who away towards the house of Pak Haji Barkah accompanied by Denaya. Unbeknownst to him, a pair of eyes had been watching him with a burning chest of jealous flames looking at the scene just now.
GREPS!
One strong check pulled Danar's burly arm, he turned his head in shock.
Mirza's?
“Why can you come with Via?” look in the eyes full of flashes of emotion straight bead Danar's tanned eyes. “You know she has a husband? Is it appropriate for a man to come to an event with a woman who has married without her husband's permission first?” hardening his jaw understood the almost bursting emotion.
With one jolt Danar released his arm from Mirza's quarrel. “Didn't when we were one office, me and Via also often went together?”
“You –“ growled Mirza restrained.
“I was even more often near him when he needed help,” Danar said in no way daunted.
“You really are a male rascal,” Mirza clenched his hands as a defense effort so as not to let him get out of control, “ I think you know yourself enough.I almost believe in your good attitude, I think you will get out of control, but in fact you're sneaky, you have a veiled intention behind your kindness,”
“I don't care, because that's the truth. I love Via, I love your wife.”
THE JLEDER!
There was no rain, no storm, but there was a sudden thunderbolt that struck and shattered Mirza's heart. Clearly and not knowing the shame of the man in front of him admitted that he loved Via who is still his rightful wife.
“Danar, Mirza, how come you're still here anyway?” lucky Om Jaka came so that bloodshed did not happen, “Pak Kiyainya has come, soon want to start the show. We join another asthma yok.” Patting Mirza's shoulders. “Eh, you why? How do you like people to enter jin, your face is so serem?” just realized with the look of his nephew's face that radiated a stifled emotional look. “Elu too, your toothache Danar? How come your face is so ugly?”
Feeling that he did not get an answer from the two people he asked, Om Jaka immediately came to his own conclusions.
“Okay, whatever you two are having trouble with now, I beg you, finish it after this event. Don't make me as the host ashamed!” Tandas Om Jaka looked at the two firmly, then he immediately stepped into a row of front propeller chairs intended for family members. Danar and Mirza soon followed, though the two were in conflict but they could sit next to each other as well.
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