MAHMUD, I Love U
Silent

Azka parked her original car on the porch of her house. He hurriedly walked quickly into his quiet home. Step by step he passed by with a stingy breath. Lina's words about the kiss kept spinning in her head. Until KLEK, Azka opened her room door rough. There was Mayra who was joking with Anggun on the bed. The beautiful boy had not slept.

"Yank?" Mayra was shocked to see her husband coming with a state that looks chaotic. That night her husband was not like her husband. Opening the door is not usually as hasty as that.

Azka who always smiles even though she was tired when she came home from work, that night Mayra did not get. Soon he got up and approached Azka who was standing by the door.

"Are you Ok, Yank?" Mayra grabbed her husband's hand.

Azka looked his wife in the eyes, for then, CUP.

Azka cupped Mayra's lips with hers. He drowned his lips there. Mayra was surprised that her husband doesn't usually act that way. Azka is very guarding all his actions if in front of Anggun. Especially for making out in front of his son, really it is not Azka. However, Mayra said trying to enjoy the atmosphere, maybe her husband did need to kiss her right then and there. But it can't. Mayra knew Azka was not her. He could feel from the touch of Azka's lips that were not as soft as usual.

"Yank??" Mayra breaks away from Azka.

But Azka again caught his wife's face and again took over the reddish lips. Azka again drowned her lips there. Azka wanted the former lip of Rendra erased completely from the lips of his wife with his lips. Slowly, the clear grains fell from Azka's eyes. But he has not yet let go of his kiss.

"Yank!! Astarghfirullah's. What's up??" Mayra broke away again. Azka bowed weakly.

Understanding that something was wrong, Mayra guided her husband to sit on the sofa near the door. Azka with her shaven body could only obey. He finally sat on the sofa, leaning his heavy body and head. The man massaged his temple with his eyes closed. Mayra was silent, she deliberately gave her husband time to calm down. Seen Anggun who is still a henchman sitting on a mattress while playing his favorite doll. Mayra did not know if the child knew about the brief incident or not. Graceful had called him 'Mammah', but he was only able to reply with a smile. The man in front of him needed him more now.

"Yank?" Mayra cupped her hands to Azka's.

Azka took her breath in. His eyes are still closed. A moment later he straightened his seat and looked at his wife who was crouching under him. Azka examined every part of his wife's face. Imagine that face is close to the face of another man. Azka's heart hurts.

"Yank, forgive me, yes" said Azka weak at last.

"For what, Yank? You've got nothing wrong with me." Mayra clasped her husband's hand tightly.

"I'm sorry I couldn't take care of you." Azka held Mayra's hand tightly.

Mayra sculpting. He thinks of Rendra. She did not know that her husband knew about her relationship with Rendra or not. Nevertheless, a feeling of guilt remained in his heart.

"This self, this heart, is still entirely mine, right?" Azka tapped her finger on Mayra's chest. Her tears gathered in the corner ready to spill. Azka knew his wife's heart was divided, and her body was divided.

Azka's eyes glared deep into Mayra's eyes. He wanted to find honesty there. A second later, her tears fell. Truly sincere tears on the basis of his love for his wife.

"Yeahank!!" Mayra immediately cried, drowning her face in Azka's lap. "Punish me, Yank." Mayra's body shook in light of her mistake in a man as good as Azka. He had sinned until he could make the strong man before him cry.

Mayra knew very well too many faults in her to that very kind-hearted man. Mayra also knew exactly that after her Lord, there was her husband whom she was obliged to obey. However, she had been coolly having an unclear relationship with another man? Mayra realized, her actions were very despicable.

Azka grabbed his wife's shoulder and took it off in her arms. The two sniffled at each other there. Mayra realized, only in Azkalah's chest could she find true calm. The cry without his voice grew louder. It is ************ her husband's back is hard. Mayra's guilt is even more intense because if Azka really knows everything, why is her husband still able to be gentle with her?? That's not fair.

That night, Mayra really felt that she was the dumbest woman in the world. He drowned his face even more in Azka's increasingly firmer embrace.

Without them knowing, Anggun stammering toward his parents who drowned each other's faces on each other's backs. Her tiny mouth was mamah and her papa alternated. But the call seemed inaudible. Both of his parents were drowning in his own feelings.

"Mammah, mammah," said Anggun who is now beside Mayra while tugging at her mother's clothes.

Mayra who realized there was another hand that touched her immediately swerved.

"Oh, honey??" Mayra wiped her tears while breaking away from Azka's embrace.

He turned to Grace and grabbed it. Mayra held Anggun in her still-constrained position.

"Smart mama's son can get off his own bed, baby?" Mayra plays her child's tiny hand, trying to hide her feelings. Azka smiled.

He really loved the two women in front of him. And he would obviously defend both of them from and until at any time. Azka came down from the sofa and joined in. He hugged both of them tightly. His corpse, Grace, was his whole life, to death.

***

Wuni ran as she just got off the motorcycle in her message. He woke up today. But when he entered Griya, he gawked, there was no one there. Lina, the champion on time does not exist, Mayra too. Wuni walked combing the room all the way to the back room. There was only Anto there standing with a cup of coffee looking at the aquarium in which lived a red arowana.

"Mas Anto, where are Lina and Mayra's mom?" Tanya Wuni only mentioned those two female friends. For a boyfriend, he cares less. After all if there will also not be as much as his female friends to be invited here and there.

These weeks Griya is indeed a lonely job. Including today. There is no work to pursue. But because it is a tradition, even without a permit agenda, employees will still be happy to come to Griya.

Wuni immediately took the phone in her bag and

about to call Mayra, her number is off. Switch he called Lina, not picked up. The girl exhaled deeply, folded both hands on her chest and walked back to the main hall. But his steps stopped in the middle room, there was already Rendra sitting on the sofa half to lay down. Eyes closed.

"Ren??" Wuni greeted and sat down in front of him.

Rendra's eyes opened with an unchanged body position. He smiled as he raised his chin greeting the woman in front of him. Wuni's eyes rounded as she realized something was different from her friend's face. The man's cheeks and lip area were bruised. Wuni's approaching. He sat right next to Rendra.

"Ren?? Why is that blue-blue?" Wuni asked doubtfully as she pointed at Rendra's face.

Rendra smile. "Tonjok-tonjokan with Rizal last night," replied Rendra accordingly. His eyes closed again.

"Huh? Tonsjok-tonjokan? Seriously?" Wuni's eyes were wide.

Rendra chuckles. He already knew that his friend must have innocently responded to his words. His eyes are still closed. He's nodding.

"What a tonjok-tonjokan anyway? Why indeed?" Wuni was still dumbfounded.

"Report rice. We were hungry last night. Eh pas seen it turns out the rice is only one portion. So yes already, we are fighting jotos, rice scramble," replied Rendra still origin by repeating the answer.

"H you yes!! Time because of rice to jotos shootouts anyway??" Wuni patted her friend's shoulder slowly. He now rests his body on the back of the sofa. Wuni's eyes glared at the white ceiling ceiling whose edges were painted in ash.

"Yes Wun. For the sake of eating. Not that the corruptors also like to be bumbling with others for a bite of rice, right?"

Wuni nodded. "Yes yes. But I'm not sure it's just a mouthful."

"Haha. Aye." Yeah." Rendra's eyes are still closed.

Regarding Mayra and Lina who are not in Griya, Rendra is not surprised. He had already guessed today that his two female friends would not come. Eyes open. He also looked up at the ceiling passed by a fat lizard there.

"Mayra how are you?"

***

Lina was still resting her lazy body on the plain purple-seprey mattress, her favorite color. His eyes closed even though he was not sleeping. He was enjoying the atmosphere of the morning mattress that he rarely felt. Quiet, peaceful, comfortable. That's how he feels.

But a second later his eyes were forced to open when the phone near his head rang. One name is clearly read on the screen.

📞 "Hello, Ris," Sapa Lina while having shifted the green button on her phone screen.

📞 "How??" The person across asked enthusiastically without answering Lina's greeting.

📞 "What?" Lina shifted her body lazily.

📞 "Yesterday you said what to Mayra's husband?" He's still enthusiastic.

📞 "I said Mayra and Rendra kissed," Lina replied still in her lazy voice.

📞 "That's just that anyway? Keep Azka's expression how?" The person across from sounded dissatisfied.

📞 "That's enough too. Don't be too far-fetched, "Tukas Lina who has now changed her position to a stomach. He played both of his legs following the song he played on the radio earlier.

📞 "But if you say they have slept together, the atmosphere must be more okay," persuaded the person across.

📞 "Whatever Mayra is my friend. I couldn't bear to slander him for that instant" Lina argued solemnly. However, the goodness of Mayra so far can not just disappear from his mind. He's not that bad.

📞 "Hahahaha. Still got your heart, huh??" The person across deliberately provoked Lina's emotions. "If our plan this time doesn't work, you want to tell Azka that they slept together?"