Friends Who Destroy
BC 21
"Where are they?" Ask Faruq after a few steps past Alexa. His eagle eyes traveled throughout the living room as well as the kitchen.
For a moment Alexa was struck by Faruq's question. Anger and sadness instantly collide in Alexa's chest cavity. But he chose to be quiet and not to comment.
"They're on the back porch" replied Alexa quietly as she pointed at a glass door next to the TV room.
With a quick step, Faruq approached two people who seemed to be sitting relaxed while playing their mobile phones. He wished there was a face he knew of the two men.
"Hey...." Sapa Faruq slowly.
The two people looked a little surprised and immediately put the phone into their pocket.
"Yes.... Mr. Faruq...." A man in his work uniform answered.
It was obvious that the two people were very nervous to find Faruq standing right in front of him for the first time.
"Don't be so nervous, aren't your work hours over?" Faruq said with a friendly smile. His eyes were still staring at a woman he did not know who was.
"Why not Ghea.... Are they Ghea's men??" Faruq was increasingly curious about the identity of the two people.
"I'll take you to eat as a sign of my introduction" Faruq told the two of them.
Both of them responded to Faruq's offer and immediately followed Faruq to his car.
"Are you cooking fried chicken today?" Faruq asked Alexa who was suddenly in front of the porch door.
"Ti's... No. whoa...." Answer Alexa a little nervously.
"Well, I'll take them out to eat, there's something I have to finish" Faruq said as he passed.
"You can order good for dinner" Faruq continued without looking at his wife.
"Yes...." Scrawn Alexa.
"Why the pretentious care so, usually also never care what I eat anything" Gerrutu Alexa while returning to the sofa where he sat a few minutes ago.
Alexa pensively guessed the thing that looks precarious.
"Did Faruq lose something until he had to interrogate both of them?" Guess Alexa.
But his guess was instantly refuted when he recalled that only Faruq had the keys to his room. And Faruq always cleaned his own private room. There was really no one but Faruq who could enter there including him.
"What does Faruq want to tell them???" Alexa begins to guess another possibility, this is even more strange considering Faruq is a man who is stupid and never cares about the affairs of others unless it is important to him.
"Do I have to investigate this?" Think Alexa.
......................
"Good morning Alexa" Sapa a cleaning service that always comes to Alexa's house every day.
Alexa who was waiting on the porch while reading her fashion magazine immediately walked up to two people who stood in front of her black gate.
"Who are you carrying? Ana, right?" Ask Alexa to make sure. Ghea did introduce herself as Ana the cleaning service. His eyes stared at Ghea quite intensely. He wanted to make sure the woman was Ana.
"Yes..... I'm with Ana" said the man, nodding his body.
Ghea smiled kindly while showing his face that was asked by Alexa.
The woman who still wrapped herself in pink pajamas sat herself on the guest sofa.
"Let's..... Later in the day you will have to cook the menu that you have made it!!!" Alexa Messages.
"Good...." Answer Ghea politely.
Ghea who was standing next to her co-worker smiled sweetly while bowing her body towards Alexa who was sitting casually on the sofa.
After understanding the instructions of the service owner, the two immediately passed from the living room and prepared to do their respective work.
Not feeling the time passed so quickly, the day had begun to afternoon, the bright blue sky on the roof of the house began to fade, changing with mega reddish.
Ghea was still busy in the kitchen preparing food requested by Alexa. When suddenly Faruq was already standing at the door, looking at Alexa who was engrossed in watching her favorite TV show while enjoying the setoples of chips.
Instantly her face was pale to see her husband who used to come home at night and now came home early without her knowing.
"Pha.... Faruq's....." Alexa looked like she saw a ghost in front of her.
The cold man simply remained silent without the slightest expression. His eyes were sharp but aimless.
"Have you come home???" Continue Alexa with a great vibrating voice.
"Why were you so surprised when you saw me coming home. I'm not going to comment on everything you do" Faruq said, trying to give Alexa peace of mind.
"That's.... Anu....." Alexa's words faltered indistinctly, her lips clucked several times, as if looking for the right words to say.
SREEENNGGGGS
Not yet Alexa continued her speech, both of them were surprised by the sound of oil colliding with something wet in the kitchen.
The four eyeballs turned towards the kitchen at a glance before finally looking at each other. Alexa felt so panicked at that time, she was afraid that Faruq knew everything he had done so far. All just lies to draw sympathy from her husband.
Faruq was so surprised when he heard the sound of the kitchen, even though Alexa was in the living room with him, he smelled an odd aroma here.
The tall man rushed to the kitchen with a big question mark hanging over his head.
"Stop.... You can't go there" Prevent Alexa who can still pull out the right moves to stop Faruq's movement.
"Who's in the kitchen?" Ask Faruq ketus. It was very clear that the woman who became his wife had been lying to him all this time, saying he cooked for Faruq, even though it was cooked by someone else.
"Ah.... It's nobody" Alexa replied, showing her a row of white teeth.
Although already smiling widely, but Faruq can still see the panic in the face of Alexa.
Without a doubt Faruq gave Alexa a sharp look before he finally stepped into the kitchen.
For some reason Faruq's heart skipped a beat as he began to step into the kitchen space neatly arranged with black marble for the kitchen tabletop pedestal and also the white cabinet that was so elegant.
In his view, a woman in a cleaning service uniform was frying chicken on the stove, there was also a pan containing fried sauce that was almost cooked.
For a moment Faruq was languished in the doorway, while watching the movement of the woman who looked agile playing kitchen tools.
Faruq looked at the woman with quite observant, He was very familiar with her posture, as well as simple movements that Faruq remembered from Ghea. The way he blew the food he was about to taste, also about how he put a spatula, a spoon and a knife. Everything looks very similar to Ghea.
Seeing that made Faruq's heart beat even more violently.