I Love U! Husband Carried
CHAPTER 38 - The Great Secret of Anta

"Peter?"

I was silent in the silence of the night, along with the rain that fell cowering. The cold made me drown, drowning in the shadows of curiosity.

"Why can Kak Anta take pictures with Petra? in one frame? what is the relationship between them? do they know each other?"

A confusing night. One thing that saved me from getting restless was going to bed. But, before that I have to turn off my wrench to rest. I want to rest until the sun rises to the high heavens. Calm my souls who have floated, soared freely, with all the realities and things that come today. While the matter about Mbak Isma and Poto Kak with Petra, I will think about it tomorrow. My heart may be much calmer.

The next morning, the gust of wind that hit the dewy trees made the scent of rain that had subsided still survive woke me from a long sense of fatigue.

I woke up feeling lazy.

The photo I found last night is still in my grasp. I thought it was just a dream, a dream I wanted to end soon. Because, I do not want to be filled with prejudice about Kak Anta just because of a piece of photo.

I immediately got up while cleaning the room, then continued with the cleaning of the house.

In the midst of the passing of time, and then the passing of sparrows, in the midst of the blue sky that was illuminated by the sun and white clouds, my feelings were like being invaded by melancholia. In addition to seeing the persistence of Sister Isma to reclaim Kak Anta from my side, I actually do not know if I can still defend Kak Anta, if I know the truth behind this photo.

Than to be mad because of a mind that hovers around. Maybe because too many secrets of the universe have sprung up lately. I finally decided to find out the truth. There was nothing to accompany me, other than a wooden chair with a padded seat in front of the veranda. Looking at the clothesline, I thought, "Who can help me uncover the mystery of this photo?" Sister Isma? there's no way my relationship with him is not good, it's heating up.

"Sister Rambo!" Excruciate.

Then after getting the brilliant idea, I took a cell phone on the nightstand. Then I'll find a contact on Rambo's behalf.

"If you want to talk about getting married again later. I still feel at home. Talk another time, I'm busy!" he answered from a distance.

"Hello, Brother." My speech.

"O-h, hello, who's sorry?"

"Grandmother, wife of Anta Reza."

"Oh, Miss Anta. I'm sorry I thought my mom called, she's been calling me four times all day. Just to talk about the non-no."

"No problem, brother,"

"By the way, this is the first time you've called me, what's wrong?"

"Sorry Brother, are you with Kak Anta now?"

"No, I'm alone. Anta Reza is still in the room. You looking for him? is he difficult to contact? let me help you get angry then."

"Not brother, I just want to make sure. I'm not looking for Kak Anta, but I do have a need with you Brother."

"With me?"

"Yes. Do you have time to meet me today?"

"Could, tonight I have no scheduled patrol. But Anta Reza is there, or just wait for a holiday how?"

"Sister only, there is no need for Sister Anta. So, just tonight."

"Whoa?! Anta Reza can be angry if we go alone."

"Hidden from Sister Anta, please. About me contacting you and about me asking you to meet, it's because I only have needs with my sister."

There was no reply from Rambo, and I waited a while. Maybe he was thinking. Then there was a response from him.

"There's been a problem with Anta Reza, huh? You don't intend to make me an affair because it's often noisy with Anta Reza right? I'm a rotten singles, but I don't intend to be an affair." Said scornful.

"Who wants to make an affair brother? there's one thing I want to ask you about Sister Anta with Brother. That's why I chose secretly to ask her best friend."

"Oh, haha sorry sorry. All right, tonight's eight o'clock. Where's the meeting?"

"At the restaurant where my sister and I met yesterday how was it? I just know that place is about it."

"could. Do I pick you up or what?"

"I'll go alone, brother." I said, "And by the way, please keep this matter a secret with Sister Anta, yes?"

"Ready. You want a surprise, I'll support."

"All right, I'll see you tonight."

When night came, I set out forty-five minutes before the time we promised. Because, the travel time from home to there spend thirty minutes on the way.

Motor ojek keep on going. The road is winding, considering the place is indeed a bit far. The night air is wet and humid, but the flickering lights in the distance make the atmosphere warm.

I was at The Lovers Restaurant. I opened the door carefully, so as not to be too flashy. As soon as I entered I immediately sat at the corner table. My eyes wandered to the corner of the room, looking around for where Rambo was. I know, I'll find it easy, because his tall body is big with long hair limited to the right shoulders, his spooky looks inversely proportional to his flexible and somewhat witty attitude. But I didn't find the guy, maybe he hadn't come. I immediately found a seat and ordered a drink.

"Capuccinos?" I said to the waiter.

"Sorry, but it's empty. If you replace the coffee?"

"No, just mineral water." I replied.

"Okay, please wait."

I looked back. And how shocked I was when I saw Rambo was behind my body. He stood up, with his hair in a pinched pigtail backwards.

"Aren't you here?!" My toot.

"So I was sitting there, behind you," Rambo said, pointing at the table behind my desk. "But your eyes don't see me, because I'm hiding behind that wall.... "

"Oh I think you're still on your phone and you're not here yet, even if you're here you might be going to the toilet."

"Well, you've started to make fun of me, haven't you?"

"No taunting. In fact it was my brother who said that the parents had called many times today."

"Here you go, I get anxious when I think about the topic of the phone. Where are you going to sit?" His sergeant, pointing at his chair and mine.

"Here is also no problem" I said, followed by him who turned immediately pulled the chair opposite me.

"Do you want to talk about it right away, or a stale base first?"

"So right away, brother, so here--"

I'm not done talking, but Rambo cut it off first.

"Anta Reza does not like to actually be given goods or food, but maybe if you who love can be different stories. He is a simple person, so do not give something that seems complicated or complicated. Well, if you want food, I think you already understand what his taste is like. Oh keep as I remember it, three years ago, he liked the latest Adasdas brand shoes of the time, to wear sports. But, don't know it doesn't seem to be buying. If the clothes, he likes to wear simple t-shirts, he often wears from the Enaqlo-----" store"

"Sorry, I don't want to ask you about that. But, about the others." My serge.

"Oh, sorry haha. You said about Anta Reza, so I thought about that."

"No" I replied, taking a photo from the bag. "I want to ask you about this."

Rambo took the photo from my hand, having been silent for a while with his eyes narrowed. "Oh, here's a photo of her time after 3 years as a cop, haha. Lookie! his face was ugly, like a rotten mango!"

"You guys are so close, huh?!" I said smile knot.

"of course! I've been friends with Anta Reza since High School, we were girls' idols back then. Actually, he was. Keep us in the Police School together, until the assignment in the same division as well. Looks like we're a match, don't we?"

"Thank God, because that brother must know about the person next to Kak Anta? she who?"

"Of course you know! he's Anta Reza's sister, a cousin anyway, because Reza is an only child. You don't know yet?"

I fell silent, my body was sluggish. I still don't believe all of Rambo's words. It's an incredible veil of truth, and I'm only able to endure, strengthening my trembling body and heart.

"I just found out."

"Whose name is it? oh.." he paused for a moment, thinking. His eyes glared upwards, to the grey ceiling of the Restaurant. His sturdy jaw, protruding against a brownish gallant neck. "Alfatra! yes his name is Alfatra, but called.... "

"They!" Excruciate.

"Well, that! thats right. It's been a long time, I last saw you when we were inaugurated. Where is she now?"

"Huh?" He said with round eyes, his body straight ahead, looking at me as if interrogating. "Why do you know his nickname? said he just knew?"

His expression was plain, looking like a fool...