It's Not Me Who's Your Wife
Episode 19 Lunch is out

Ayana POV's

Through the twists of time both day and night, and no matter how many thousands or even millions of hours, I do this work, with only sincerity in my heart a sense of unfeeling tiredness.

This afternoon when the lecture hours ended, always took the time to stop by the boarding room, because of the routine task of cooking for Mr. Raditya's lunch, he really enjoyed the processing of my hands.

By carrying a plastic bag containing groceries for lunch, this foot stepped into the boarding gate, always the heart was covered in discomfort, he said, because every day is not satisfied Clara who can invite two girl friends in the lower room to bully me, while this friend of her friend is still flirting with talk, but, unlike Clara already want to do kdrt action even though it is still within the limits that I can tolerate, for example spitting on clothes or face while I am off guard, but I once cheated also on hit by the wood arm of his hand to turn blue, so far I only tell the same story of three friends.

Like Rosa, she who is very keen to match me with her brother, will always accompany me to the boarding house.

" Ay, Clara was always hurting you, just my conclusion, she was envious to see you, especially now you are more charming, she and her two friends are more and more disliked," said Rosa, written by Lisa and Andina.

And my three friends this afternoon can not accompany me to cook at the boarding house, just the three advised, so that I when entering and leaving the boarding house must be vigilant.

" True you know Ay, Clara cs can persecute you, because of envy, heart of Ay, we can't bear if you are alone going home, " said Andina, said, actually Rosa has reported on the security guard and who has a boarding about Clara's actions, even Rosa could record so as to be evidence of Clara's actions, cs, it's just that until now who have a boarding house and security guard is still ignorant.

" Mba Ay, alone, usually the same three friends? " ask Mr. Seto the security guard today.

" Yes sir, they have interests, "I replied.

" Mba, Clara just came home, but calm down, follow-up actions Clara, now installed CCTV, can continue to be monitored here, so if later Clara and other friends bully you immediately act, " mr. Seto said, he looks sorry for me.

" Waaah, there's the woman who changed her self-esteem to look like I've come, "snake Vera friend Clara, I'm paying attention to the ears.

He seemed to dislike my ignorant attitude, with Vera's wailing approaching me and the hijab pulled loose.

" Mba Vera, you lack work yes, so look for trouble, "my slob by pulling the hijab he holds, because he holds the hijab kecengnya cause my hijab torn, I'm getting confused, especially the boarding boy in the basement of many male students.

Mr. Seto might look on the monitor so run towards us, I immediately ran up the stairs after the stairs to get to the room, and heard Mr. Seto's voice.

" Mba Vera, if there is a problem with Ayana can be solved in a good way either, do not make the atmosphere of the boarding so not conducive."

" Seto sir, we just want a solution in the way that we do, so you don't interfere with our affairs" Silvi replied, in Vera's speech.

" Seto sir, you can lose your job if you protect that cheap woman" Vera said.

Vera and Silvi spoke aloud to hear me, for I was still on the stairs, and Clara faced me on the stairs, her hands pushing my body as hard as she could, she said, but I held fast the railing of the stairs and my strength was stronger than him so that my body did not move at all.

Just that I know a lot of boarding kids who know, but no one helped me, finally trying to turn around by holding on to the stairs railing, and Clara kept pushing me from behind.

" Seto sir, you know, this woman sold herself to be on par with me, should this cheap woman be kicked out of the boarding house, "clara's tone was full of emotion while pushing me to get out of this boarding house, also Vera and Silvi.

While the other boarding children I saw hurriedly closed the door of the room, of course I was very embarrassed let alone clothes on pull so that something was torn, hijab was not worth wearing, of course I was very embarrassed, because something's ripped.

With a hijab-free heart I ran to the car, then took the hijab in the backpack, because I always brought it for backup.

" Seto sir, please send CCTV footage to my phone, "chat me.

And I'm very grateful that the host protected me, because Mr. Seto did not long send a video of Clara's actions cs.

I called Raditya when I couldn't cook this afternoon, and I was so relieved that he didn't like being angry anymore.

My car was directed to Raditya's office, up to the parking lot, seen the crowded employees in the park also some who walk may want to go to the cafeteria.

The laughing voice and chatter of the employees who were taking a lunch break in the park, increasingly boisterous in the hot afternoon.

I walked gontai past some servants who were walking in a hurry, while Raditya with crutches had walked out to approach me.

" Well, the hijab's over, Ay, why else?" raditya asked softly, eyes that are always sharp looking at him, the end of this became sad, he really likes to look at the bead of my eyes, making my heart erratic, my heart is not, although I still cast out my conscience to stay because I was not his wife later, I was only a temporary wife who got the task to take care of him until he was able to walk.

And based on the results of the examination to the doctor, the broken bone has grown to the original, just can not retrace full first, waiting really strong, and estimated two years of platinum pen taken, as well as an estimated two years, means he had his legs dismantled again.

" Ay, I'm just dumbassed anyway, asked his hijab to change, don't answer, is there something that's not good for you, Ay? " tanyanya's back.

" No Mas, I'm fine, "my answer, don't have the courage to keep going with the experience.

I opened the front car door, then Raditya put his butt in the seat and I put crutches in the back seat.

Today the sun was not covered by clouds, the sky was bright blue, I drove a car out of the gate, through the road that never stopped passing by vehicles, he said, head to a fast food restaurant that is never empty of visitors, then look for a place in the corner.

On the sidelines eating Raditya eyes staring at my sleeve.

" You realize you're not, torn clothes worn? " the chirp, I wave, since earlier actually has tried to cover it was still visible as well.

" Just shut up, "he urged.

" Mum, I'm going to move the hostel, "the answer I didn't connect to get out of my mouth.

" Must be something at the boarding house, there's a hostel who doesn't like you?" his eyes scoured my face which was overheated by his question.

" Hmmm, you've never been frank with me, Ay, just don't be surprised, I already know all about you, so even if you close it tightly, keep it open," his words at length, my chest increasingly uncomfortable, had seen the eyes that were preoccupied with lips raised.

I used to see Raditya dew in his eyes, and almost always kissed the sweet potato when I helped him stand by wrapping his hands around his waist, and that made me startled, maybe from earlier just looking at the rice on the plate so that he feeds me.

" Aaaa.. was just daydreaming, already eating," the reflex of his mouth gaping, and his left hand he slit on my shoulder, while his chest at all times was rumbling, and his chest was always rumbling, until the end of this I became fond of nelangsa, usually my tears poured out while bathing.

Actually it has been my strength to fortify myself not to link the heart to the man next door, Raditya just now never snapped snaps again, he was always soft even if I was mijitin his feet must his eyes do not blink to look at me.

Stared by the handsome man Raditya, cold sweat felt all over my body, my heart was about to come off as well.

And realize anyway, if the man who is stroking the shoulders of this halal partner, I just have to know myself because I am not actually the wife, he said, I was just taking care of her as long as her legs couldn't walk.

" Stop by this run-out boutique, Ay," he said.

" Mum, later your work is abandoned, my clothes are many, to the confusion of the meaning, "my answer after knowing you want to buy clothes for me.

We finished our meal and headed to the boutique, because I couldn't resist her wishes.

" Mas Raditya, would you like to pick a dress for a wife? this is my new model of design, still my favorite tunic mba Ayana, must be more beautiful," I was told to try and I heard Mba Ira's story that the tunic model that this time he designed was inspired by my favorite, I was told to try, which is almost all the clothes I have with a tunic.