Karma Durhaka's Wife
58. Sincere prayer
Arya who frowned because she felt strange there was a taxi that stopped in front of her house, finally approached to ask. However, he had not asked, the driver explained and made him understand.
"Oh .. Just wait a minute because I just saw he was getting ready."
Just now Arya shut her mouth, hearing the voice of her servant greeting and approaching.
"Good morning, Mr. Arya."
"Morning. Why take a taxi? Where's Jarwo going?" ask Arya who wants to make sure of something.
"Jarwo suddenly has a fever, sir. So, I booked a taxi to deliver to the market this morning. I'll go first, sir. It'll be bad luck." Minah bowed respectfully and started walking towards the taxi once her employer nodded her head.
Meanwhile, Arya who had intended to respond, heard the ringing of her cellphone and immediately took it from her pants pocket. Without wasting any time, he instantly shifted the green button upwards.
With a fluffy smile engraved on his lips when he saw the lover contacting.
"Hi, Princess. You seem to miss me so much that you called me in the morning."
On the other hand, Bagus who had just stepped into the car and sat behind the wheel, felt very surprised once the young man mentioned his wife's name.
Even his heartbeat was now racing when he heard the name of the Princess called. The name of the wife who according to him is very beautiful and became his favorite for the last nine years.
So, when the very special name in his heart was called by another man, it made his heart tremble and feel strange. Although he knew that the name of the Princess there were many and it was impossible that the woman who spoke on the phone with the handsome young man was his wife.
'So ridiculous. Just because the young man mentioned the same name as my wife, it made me feel weird. There is no way the young man who has a handsome face and comes from a conglomerate family is related to a married woman, my wife.'
The daydreams of the Princess are now instantly crumbling as soon as they hear the voice of the fat woman sitting in the back.
"What's wrong? Why not leave quickly? I have to quickly shop at the market and go home on time," said Minah who from earlier stared in wonder at the taxi driver who even daydreamed and saw his employer.
Mutuying his stupidity, now Nice scratch his neck and look towards the rearview car.
"sorry. I was even engrossed in looking at your employer who just answered the phone. I was surprised that your employer's lover's name was the same as my wife's."
Good now turn on the car engine and start driving his car towards the market which is quite far from the luxury residential area.
Even as he passed by the man he knew was very young, seeing the twinkle of happiness was obvious.
At the same time, he heard the sound of laughter from the woman sitting behind, as if to mock him.
"You don't think your wife is my master's lover, do you? Or is your wife really pretty and having an affair with my young master?" Minah stared at the figure of the man behind the wheel.
Very nice to say out loud that he does have a very beautiful wife, but it is impossible to reveal to the woman because he thinks it is just a waste of time.
He knew that the one who spoke on the phone with the young man was not his wife Princess—.
"Of course not. It's just, I'm more surprised because the name of the Princess more and more. After all, it was impossible for a young master from a conglomerate family to like people's wives and come from a poor family."
Throwing boredom and getting interesting topics, making the fat woman want to find out about the driver's wife whose name is the same as her employer's lover.
'So, Mr Arya already has a lover? However, why never invited to the house and introduced to his parents?'
When he just finished talking to himself in the heart, again heard the voice of the driver who a moment ago opened the dashboard and showed a picture frame of his small family that he always carried while working.
The small picture frame was always in the bag because it considered that it was his most precious treasure and had always been his passion in making a living.
"This is a picture of my family. Maybe you can judge for yourself. Whether my wife is beautiful or not."
The woman sitting in the back seat immediately took a picture frame directed at him and looked at one by one the driver's family.
"It turns out you already have two children. This ... turns out your wife is beautiful. Maybe if it came from a conglomerate family like my employer, it would look more beautiful and there would be a lot of men teasing her."
Meanwhile, Bagus now only chuckles in response to the joke he thinks will indeed happen. Even he thought that if the Princess was the son of a rich man, he would never glance at her at all.
"It seems to be true. But I'm glad he's not rich. Sometimes the rich are arrogant and forget themselves."
The sentence, which he thought was half right and half wrong, wanted to make Minah straighten it out. "Don't equate the rich with each other because everyone is different."
"Not all rich people are arrogant because there are many rich people who are good and like to share their sustenance with the poor. So is your wife, if she's nice, then somehow she'll still be good."
"However, sometimes man is not always walking straight for good. However, once in a while they want to try the steep and winding road as if it is a challenge and on behalf of the khilaf of the mistakes made."
"Hopefully your household will last forever and be able to face trials."
Of course the sincere prayers of his passengers made Bagus not stop saying thank you because at this time he really needs prayers from good people for his household.
Especially when looking at the attitude of the Princess who turned rude as if she did not appreciate him as a husband, making her feel like a man who does not have self-esteem.
"Thank you for your prayer. May my wife be forever an angel in my family because I love my wife and two children so much."
Minah has returned the small picture frame to the side of the man's seat who is still driving and focused on the capital's already congested streets.
Likewise with Bagus who is currently starting to focus on looking at the streets of the capital that began to jam.
Although in the heart still think of the wife whose attitude changed since not coming home a day and make a great quarrel between them.
To be continued...
To be continued...
To be continued...