I'M A STATUE FOR YOU
I'M WAITING FOR YOUR WIDOW

"Jully." The electricity in Arya's house is off. The pitch-black atmosphere. Alyn's dark circumstances give her a chance to escape. Luckily Arya's laptop was near Alyn's feet. Alyn immediately cus left with her memory card.

Alyn paid no attention to Arya's cry calling her name. Alyn came out of the house in the same state of disrepair as Arya.

The guard who was caught off guard in the dark could not see Alyn coming out through the gate. Alyn ran as fast as she could in the rain.

Alyn's cry broke out in the rain.

Away from Arya makes his heart slump but being on Arya's side is not a guarantee he will be faithful.

The eyes sent to spy Alyn have since been hiding behind a large tree, far from the reach of CCTV. He's a professional eye won't leave a trace. He came running after Alyn while contacting someone.

When Alyn was already far away from the Aryan residence. Coming Lamborghini Aventador Lp720 car drove quickly against Alyn.

"Ciiiiiiittttt." The sound of the car squeaking. Car lights are dead. The atmosphere around dark.

"Lepaaaaaass....You're who?" Alyn could not see the face of the tall and sturdy man who dragged Alyn to get into the yellow luxury car.

"Remove all highway CCTV footage in the XXXXXX area right now. If it's too late you'll take the punishment." The man called a government officer and ordered the man to remove any trace of Alyn. The light from the screen revealed his face to Alyn.

"You...!" Alyn was shocked to not believe the person who had brought her forcibly.

The man did not budge, Alyn also mengengengos choose to face the window. The atmosphere became awkward. Differ. Not the same as before. The warm gaze that the man had always given Alyn vanished already. The thread of love that was engraved for 8 years ran aground only remaining traces of it in memory.

Two people who used to love each other are now strangers. Same is silent. Same as awkward.

Alyn hugged her shivering body in wet clothes due to the rain.

Iqbal glanced at Alyn's movements and then opened his suit and then he passed it to Alyn's body.

Iqbal looked straight ahead. It looks calm and simple as usual.

Alyn squeezed the suit that was slung on her body. Trying to neutralize his heart.

"Mas!" Alyn started the conversation.

"Hmm." Iqbal just muttered.

"Where are you taking me?..." Ask Alyn.

"To where it should be." Answer Iqbal.

"Your mother is not of the same kind. I'm married."

Iqbal looked up at the window and Alyn looked down. Alyn awkwardly twirled the ring Arya gave her. Remembering Arya made her heart rustle.

Along the way there was no more chatter between Alyn and Iqbal.

Alyn walked through every corner of the enormous mansion. Alyn was very impressed with the luxury of this house.

"It's so big your house Iqbal. I didn't think you could be this successful. I'm proud of you, mas." Alyn cried in her heart to Iqbal. Alyn was amazed at the success of Iqbal.

Iqbal walks with Alyn's fingers, which grow soaked but slightly warm because Iqbal attaches his blazer (coat) to Alyn's tiny body.

Actually Iqbal's body was also wet because it forced Alyn into his car.

Iqbal escorted Alyn to her room. Iqbal opened the room he had planned to make his room after marrying Alyn.

Iqbal took Alyn into the dressing room and opened all the closets containing only women's clothes.

Alyn was astonished by the contents that only contained female clothes.

"Choose everything you like about these clothes. All these clothes are the right size for you." Alyn frowned not understanding.

Iqbal walked up and took a beautiful dress and gave it to Alyn.

"This is what I bought from my first salary for you." Iqbal. It made Alyn even more incredulous.

Alyn ventured and asked out of curiosity that was raging in her mind.

"Why is this closet full of women's clothes ? Is Mas Iqbal married or already have a lover?..."

"Yes I already have a boyfriend. That shirt is all I bought for you. I'll give you the plan after we get married." Iqbal's explanation left Alyn agape. Very difficult to understand.

"What are you talking about? I'm married."

"Didn't you want to sue your husband for divorce." Now Alyn regrets running from Arya.

"Why would Iqbal know."

"Alynn's. I'll wait for your jandam."

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