Marry Bening
Trouble For Trouble

I came home quickly this afternoon. After coming to the office I went home first to make sure that Bening was still at home and not going again. Moreover, Mario's words in the office continued to ring and made me more uncomfortable. Plus, the message I sent earlier this afternoon to Bening was not reciprocated. Even someone I want to forget keeps bombarding my phone with his messages.

"Den Aslam, maghrib's tumben is home?" Mbok Narti welcomed my arrival.

"Assalamualaikum, Mbok."

"Goddessalam..."

"Well where, Mbok?" I was looking for that figure.

"From after this afternoon, Ms. Bening did not come down from the room."

"He didn't help me cook?"

"No, Den..."

"Oh, yes, I have. I'm going upstairs, yeah, Mbok."

After saying goodbye to Narti, I went upstairs to my room. The door is still tightly closed.

"Assynoltom..." I opened the door and said my regards. I wish someone in it would welcome my return.

"Yank...? Honey...?" I rhymedly called my wife. But what I called did not answer. The anxiety instantly ran through my entire body. I spread my legs wide. Looking for himself in the whole room. Bathroom, dressing room and last one.balcony.

Huft, it was lucky that the figure was there. The white curtain covering the glass of the dividing window between the room and the balcony makes the figure invisible. Towards Maghrib he sat pensively alone outside the balcony. Staring straight without even realizing my arrival. I approached him. Hugged and kissed her cheek from behind. His body is in my presence.

"Oh God! Who do I think, Mas."

"Assynoltom..." I stared at his face fixedly from the side, greeting him softly.

"Getishalight." He's crucifying my hand. Hahh. It felt like a long time ago I didn't feel this setentram.

"Why are we here before Maghrib? Come on, get inside," take me later.

"So I was just breathing fresh air in the afternoon anyway, Mom."

"While daydreaming?"

"Dreaming?" forehead wrinkling.

"So Mas called nyaknyaut. I thought you were going again."

"I think I'm too late. I'm sorry I'm not horrified."

"Work in, catch a cold." Fill it up, bring it inside.

After cleaning up, pray magrib and then have dinner together. I accompanied my wife to watch tv in the living room. Erina who had just come home from nowhere then caught up sitting between us. And unmitigatedly his body leaning spoiled against me made an awkward atmosphere instantly created, making us - Me and Bening - truly like enemies.

"Where are you going?"

Clear up. Look, Bening completely avoided us.

"I'm tired of watching. You guys just continue."

"You don't mindin' me, do you? It seems you don't like me coming here" Erina said.

The bell rang. Who's coming at this hour?

"Hi, you're relaxing again apparently."

Argh, an uninvited human is suddenly nongol.

"Hi, sweet. How are you?" frendian's greeting was full of smiles as he met my wife. "Eh, where are you going?"

"I'm going to take a break_Om."

"Omm? Haha." Frendian laughed out loud. I gave her a sharp look. I saw Erina also looking at Frendian cynically, yet sadly and?

"Sweet, you are indeed the best mood booster" he said later.

"My name's Clear. Not sweet_ Om." It always ends the word Om and manages to make Frendian laugh again.

"Darling, don't you want to rest? Go upstairs first, then you'll be." I interrupted Bening to immediately go upstairs and not have to serve Frendian.

"Wait!" holding the Bening by pulling his hand. What the fuck is this Frendian?

"I'm hungry. Can you give me dinner first? Isn't it rude to have guests but not to be entertained?"

Really sucks. Why am I surrounded by people like Erina and Frendian who always do as they please.

"Relse. Let Mbok Narti prepare the food," I ordered Bening.

"No. I just want the sweet one who's whirring."

"I'm not the sweet one. Especially from Ancol Bridge!"

Frendian laughed again. For some reason every time Bening met, Frendian's mood improved. He's like another Frendian I didn't know before. That cold and unforgiving Frendian softened when he met Bening. He showed me the gentle side of his nature, and I'm sure it wasn't pretend. It makes me not like it when I see it.

"Come on, please.I just want you who love me to eat," he begged like a spoiled child and managed to make Bening go to the kitchen, followed by Frendian who followed him.

Honey, why are you so easy to be nice to her?

***

"I'm not cooking. Mbok Narti is cooking," said Bening who sat across from Frendian.

"But you're the one who took all this."

"Om, quickly finish the food. Until when am I sitting here, Om who keeps talking while eating?" Bening then felt annoyed.

"Jutex is very, really. It's not polite with guests to say that..."

"I'm not polite. I've come uninvited, eat for free!"

"Haha you're really funny."

"You don't have to eat, you don't have to talk. A sprain!"

"OK okay."

Frendian continued eating in silence. Inwardly he was happy to tempt Bening to keep him company. Bening's words that muddied the ceplos managed to make his mood improve. It triggered his obsession to get Bening.

"When are you coming home?" Drinking after eating. "Yesterday you said. Why?"

"Poo-po."

"Haha you are, yes, most people can entertain."

"I'm no longer funny. Why are you laughing?"

"How old are you?"

"I don't think we're interviewing anymore. Why is this Om so stupid?"

"Why are you so adorable?"

"Ehem." Aslam cleared his throat breaking the chatter between Frendian and Bening.

After refraining from following what they did because they appreciated Erina who did not want to be left behind, in the end Aslam stepped into the dining room and found Frendian who again laughed loosely while with Bening.

Erina followed behind him. He was furious to see the man who had filled almost all his time was smiling sincerely and laughing freely in front of the woman who became the wife of his former lover.

Of jealousy? Erina did not understand her feelings. Behind the fear attitude when dealing with Frendian, he also felt annoyed himself. Frendian's harsh treatment of him could not be denied if there was a sense that Erina could not explain. She is a woman who is never satisfied with one partner. But Frendian was the first man to take away his chastity. Even the time he spent with Aslam first, Frendian remained present eliminating traces of Aslam in his scent.

However, Erina also does not want to lose the figure of Aslam who according to him is a loving man who can meet all his needs. However, Aslam once treated Erina as his queen. Even now, he believes Aslam's feelings for him remain the same. Though Erina knew, Aslam's feelings for Bening were not just pity or forced bonds. That feeling is the sincere love of a husband towards his wife. Never had Erina seen the deep love in Aslam's eyes like her gaze to Bening.

Like the look of admiration that Frendian gave Bening, Erina did not want the two men in front of her to save love for the teenage girl they had just met. Even Rudy, the widower of one child also put his heart to Bening. And also Mario who is his adoptive brother, both love a woman named Bening.

What is so special and wonderful about that woman? Why do all those mature and established men like it?

"Do you feel full now?" Ask Aslam.

"of course. Let alone eat accompanied by a sweet chick like Bening." blink one eye at Bening.

Aslam clenched his hands together, trying not to get out of control.

"You're full, you better go home. We'll rest" Aslam pushed back.

"It's still half nine, bro. It's too late for night. Isn't that right, sweet?"

"Don't know. I'm tired. I'll go upstairs first."

He moved out of his seat. But Frendian's hand swiftly held him back as Bening passed by.

"wait. I still want you to be with me. If you are still not sleepy, would not if we hang out for a while to find fresh air?"

"Don't be rude!" Aslam took off the rough handrails of Frendian on the Bening arm.

"Actually who can come here? Take care of your attitude and please don't bother my wife anymore!"

"Wife? Have you considered her your wife all along? Then who's Erina?" Frendian's question left Aslam at a loss for words.

Why can't he be strict with himself? Why did he still melt when he saw the soft spot on Erina's eyes? What feelings did he feel for the woman? Aslam saw fear and wanted to be protected from Erina's gaze.

While his wife, it is not impossible that he pretends to be tough and does not care about what happens in his household. He is still very young to face all the burdens he has to bear. That cheerful smile in an instant disappeared as Erina entered her life again. When Aslam began to open his heart and accept Bening as his wife, why did the woman named Erina return?

It feels like trouble for trouble comes in turn. It seems like God did present a challenge on how steadfastly his heart was in choosing the right person for him.

"Honey, you should rest so that you wake up early tomorrow to feel refreshed. You must be tired today. Later Mas followed you up," said Aslam ruled gently, wiping his head hair with affection.

Bening looked at her husband with an unreadable look, as if begging him not to obey Frendian's words. Then looked at Frendian who was pleading with him and then Erina who was staring intently as if she did not like it.

He was confused by his current state. Returning to her husband's house really made her dizzy and nauseous who rose to the surface and was stuck in her throat. It created a pale hue as if blood was not flowing through his face. Cold sweat ran down his palms and shoulders.

For God's sake, he wanted to take out his entrails right then and there!

Without saying anything, Bening covered his mouth then ran towards the sink that was in the pantry. He opened the water faucet, then pulled out his unstoppable stomach again.

"Yank, what's wrong with you? What's so bad?" panic and anxiety instantly flooded Aslam's mind. He actually ran over to his exhausted wife and helped rub the nape of his wife who was still removing her entrails.

Not to forget Frendian who participated anxiously when he saw Bening with such a condition. Unlike the case with Erina who looked at Bening with a probing and hateful gaze.

TB