Halal Love of the Senior
The RESTu POV 3

I repeatedly checked the device to make sure Adelia read the messages I sent. After the two blue ticks, I heaved a sigh of relief. I can't wait to meet my heart.

It hasn't been more than four months that I haven't seen Adelia. The last time I met him was when I broke off our engagement. The rest I can only look at her photos stored in the photo gallery whenever I miss her.

I repeatedly looked towards the entrance of the hotel. Although many people pass by but I have not seen the figure of Adelia. How does it look now? Is it still faithful with tight jeans and body fitting blouse or with a robe that will wrap his beautiful body?

As I was observing the entrance, I noticed at first glance that a pair of men and women were approaching my seat. At first I ignored them until the man greeted me first.

"Assalamu'alaikum, is it true that you are named Restu?" greet the man.

I frowned. I don't know that guy at all. "Wa'alaikumussalam, yes. Sorry who are you?"

"I'm Adi, Adelia's husband." The man introduced himself.

I was surprised to hear his words. But I still welcome his hand. We also shake hands. I instantly realized, meaning that the woman next to him must be Adelia. I immediately raised my eyes to the hijab-wearing woman.

I was surprised when I looked at his face. Adelia looks very beautiful and graceful despite her simple makeup. Her beautiful body was covered with a blue robe, which was in line with the man who claimed to be her husband. Wait!!! Do they wear the same color? Ah, I don't care.

I smiled at Adelia. I called out his name and extended a hand so I could shake hands with him. If I could I actually wanted to hug her, but the situation was not possible. Unexpectedly, he wouldn't shake hands with me. He just cupped his hands in front of his chest. Shit man!!! Turns out he's changed.

I laugh a little, laugh at myself exactly. I try to be relaxed and ordinary despite feeling disappointed. I invited them to sit down.

Shit!!! They sat side by side holding hands. It seems like they deliberately showed affection in front of my eyes.

"This show you're playing isn't funny at all. There is no need to make jokes like this" I said in a mocking tone.

"Why are we playing? To heat up for you? Too confident, you," said the man.

I really wanted to punch that guy in the face. How dare he tell me. Okay, you sell, I buy.

I laughed at the man's words. "Don't ever think I'd believe your lies. Don't admit to being a husband if you're just proposing."

"You're pretty sure I just proposed to Adelia. Has your informant told you we're married yet?" The man raised his eyebrows next to her.

I'm aghast. How did he know I had an informant? Has Tony been found out? I have to make sure to Toni later.

"I'm sure he doesn't know either." The man smiled, mocking me.

"You don't make it up. What informant do you mean?" I pretended I didn't understand what the guy was talking about.

The man said he wanted to go straight to the purpose of today's meeting only. Huh, who does he think he is? I have no business with him. I told you that it was my purpose to come here to meet and talk to Adelia, not the man who claimed to be her husband.

He said Adelia's business is now his business. Caring for the devil, I have no business with him. I asked him to leave me and Adelia.

I gasped as Adelia held tightly to the man's hand. He doesn't want to be left talking to me alone. Shit!!! Adelia why have you changed so much now?

I looked at them both. I could clearly hear the man's words even though he said them softly.

"I'm right here. I won't leave you."

And to my surprise, the man kissed Adelia on the forehead. Shit!!!! I returned to cursing. My heart warmed to see the scene before my eyes.

Why is Adelia still being kissed by that man? He always protested that I kissed him in public. Adelia why do you have so much heart for me? Don't wanna shake hands with me but wanna kiss another guy?

I laughed and clapped to cover up my true feelings. "Wow, your acting is so total."

I turned to look at Adelia, and satirized her. "You're also free to be hijab if you want to be kissed by just any man."

Why am I insinuating Adelia? Do I hate him? Of course not. It was because I could not accept him being friendly with the other man in front of me. Until whenever I would never be willing.

"Dear talk to my wife, yeah." The man looked me straight in the eye. But I don't feel daunted at all.

"What's wrong with my husband kissing me? We do whatever is halal because we're married."

I was surprised Adelia said that. Are they really married? Because Adelia does not like to indulge in public intimacy. But why hasn't Toni told me about this at all? It's really bad for him to miss this. It's free for me to pay every month if he can't provide accurate information.

"Ck .. How far is your relationship?" my pancake with a mocking smile.

"Of course like a husband and wife in general. Do I need to tell you in detail what we have done as husband and wife? You know and feel it with your wife, right?"

The man's answer made my heart boil. If it is true that she is her husband, then she is the one who took the crown of Adelia. Shit man!!!

I then asked why their marriage had accelerated from the original plan? Is Adelia pregnant with her child?

I asked Adelia while holding back my anger. I flocked him with a lot of cornering questions. Why would he do it with someone else? Why did you refuse me? What is my lack? Why did he give it to the man he just met instead of me who had been his girlfriend for so long.

The man's answer was quite calm. The point is he said that marriage is a good thing and must be hastened. Their marriage has accelerated.

The man said that Adelia was not wrong for giving herself up completely to her husband. He also talks about destiny, but I don't care about it.

He also told me not to bother his wife anymore. He said he no longer needed to send messages and photos that he thought were meaningless. That's for you, for me all the memories with Adelia mean so much. He asked me to focus on my wife and my future son. She said Adelia had lived happily with him. To hell with all the messages that the man had delivered.

Goddamn it!!! The man now kissed the back of Adelia's hand. They deliberately heated me up.

I shake my head repeatedly. I can't believe Adelia can accept and love that man so soon. It used to be almost half a year that I was only able to melt Adelia's heart. When I doubted Adelia's love, but the man spoke with the name of God. Hey, is he an ustaz? But from his appearance it doesn't seem. Regretfully, that man is so holy-spirited.

"That's the difference between my husband and you. Adi always involves God in every step. She also really respects me as a woman. Never touched me before we got married. Thank God, I am fortunate that God has brought me to Mas Adi. He's a good priest who can guide me better."

I was surprised to hear Adelia praise the man. What has that man done? Is that the man who made Adelia wear the hijab and change? Wait, she never touched Adelia before she got married? Not likely. Where there are men and women who have a relationship but do not touch. Bullshit!!!

Goddamn it!!! The man kissed the back of Adelia's hand and thanked her.

"Enough. Stop your intimacy in front of me. None of that will work." I can no longer bear to see their affection. I'm sure they're just having a show.

The man asked me to stay away from Adelia. He said he would act decisively if I dared to harass Adelia again. Ckck ... what decisive action can he take? The man threatened me.

Suddenly the man took Adelia away. They said there were other shows.

"Wait," I called out to hold them.

"Adelia, so I don't have any more hope?" I asked by putting on a sad face. I wish Adelia would open her heart to me again. But it was just the painful answer I got.

"Do I need to answer? I love Mas Adi. I am also happy living with my husband." They smiled at each other and looked. Goddamn it!!!

But I still keep trying. I handed over a bouquet of white roses that I had bought specifically for Adelia. I wish she would have been withered with flowers. Do women not like to be given flowers?

"Please accept this as my sincere apology for betraying you. I'm really sorry now. To this day I still love you, Adelia."

Shit!!! Adelia refused the flower. He said my wife deserves it more. He has forgiven me too. He said we had to step in each other's way not to bother each other. We are not meant to be together, for it must not be against destiny. Hah, Adelia also carries destiny. Can't destiny be changed as long as we try? Aye right? I am determined to change that destiny.

"I'm going to divorce my wife after our son is born. We got married because of the circumstances. We don't love each other. We just need each other to satisfy."

I'm still trying to convince Adelia by telling her about my imperfect marriage. I want his sympathy and attention.

But back the unexpected answer I received. He said he was sorry. He felt sorry for our son who felt unwanted. He also sincerely prayed for kindness for the three of us. No. No. It's not what I want.

Then Adelia took the man home, saying papa and mama were waiting for them. Before they left the man still warned me. Fuck all those warnings. I'm not gonna get dizzy.

I was stunned to see their departure still with a bouquet of white roses in my hand.

It's just a dream. Yes, it's just a dream. I have to wake up so that this dream doesn't come true. I immediately took my salary and called Toni. It didn't take long for him to pick up my call.

"Hello. What's wrong, Mas Restu, Tumben called?"

"Did you know Adelia's married?"

"Married? No, they're not married. If you want to get married, they must have a selamatan first."

"You sure?"

"Yes, I'm sure, Mom."

"I just met Adelia and the man she said was her husband. They said they were married."

"Maybe they're just pretending, Mom. Is that guy a black fortune car?"

"I don't know what the car is. But he's tall, his body is strapping. Wait, what happened to the black fortune?"

"Husband candidate Mbak Adel is a black fortune car. You see, several times came to the house of Mr. Lukman using that car. If from the characteristics that Mas Restu mentioned it looks like he is the future husband of Mbak Adel. His name is Adi, not Mas?"

"Yes, he said his name was Adi. What do you know about him?"

"I just know he's Arsen's karate coach. Not much information because I myself have never met directly. But if he comes here he must pray in the mosque. Looks like he's a pious man, diligent in the mosque."

"Mmmhhh .. so coach karate him. But he's not an ustaz, is he?"

"It doesn't seem like it, Mas."

"Oh yeah, does anyone know that you're always giving me information about Adelia?"

"It seems no one knows. Why is it, Mom?"

"That guy knows I have an informant. You should be more careful now. Then, I'll ask you to find out more about that guy. I'll send you a bonus if you can give me complete and accurate info."

"Ready, Mas Restu. I'm definitely going to be more careful now."

"Well, let me know if there's any new info."

"Snapjeh. Ready, Mas."

I ended my call. My rival this time seems not to be an ordinary man. But of course I still don't back down. Toni just didn't know they were married, they must have just performed.

I got off the couch. I brought the bouquet back. Later I will send via ojol only, definitely will not be rejected. I walked towards the car park while whistling merrily. You guys won't be fooling me easily.

When I got into the car, my car shook. There's a message from Toni.

'Mas, I got an invitation to celebrate Madam Adel's wedding later in the afternoon at Mr. Lukman's house. It turns out they're secretly married.'

Tony also sent us a photo of his invitation.

Shit!!! They really are married. I then typed in a reply for Toni.

'You just come. Just looking for as much info about the man.'

Soon Toni replied.

'Ready, Mas Restu.'

I repeatedly hit the wheel of the car. Spilling my anger. Even if they're married, I won't give up. Just wait for later. No one else should have Adelia. Only I can have it. If I can't have it, no one can.

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Jogja, 220621 11.50 years