Miss Alexa
Mused

Alexa Pov's

I may be selfish, it has been two months that my relationship with Mas Shakti is not healthy. One side I want to part, one side he insists on staying. He kept trying to convince me that all this time, he had no special relationship with his ex. But, I who have seen the reality that happened, I feel too afraid if their relationship is far away. Imagining them sharing a sweat I couldn't afford.

But when I remembered her sad face as I ignored her. Moreover, earlier, when Mas Shakti was looking frantically after the time to meet his colleagues because previously he wanted to accompany me to find chicken porridge. I really don't think I can see it.

Not to mention if there is a baby candidate who later at birth, will definitely need a papa figure. My heart also feels sore if I imagine the fate of my future son if born without his father. I always realized, a child not only needs material, he also needs guidance to form a character that maybe I will be difficult to do it myself. I really made a dilemma.

"Honey, Assalamu'alaikum. "Zoya's voice shocked Alexa who was pensive in the garden behind the house.

"Waalaikum greetings, Mama." replied Alexa by kissing the back of her mother's hand and hugging the woman who always strengthened her.

"Darling, Mama brought me rujak. Maybe you want it." said Zoya make Alexa immediately smile and rise. Really, Mama Zoya is the one who understands her best. The two beautiful women stepped into the dining table.

"What's your mom up here?" ask Alexa by inserting one slice of kedondong that she has chocolate with Javanese sugar sauce.

"Papa Bareng. Papa accidentally picked up Mama after coming home from court and now Papa is back at the office." explained Zoya who was waiting for Alexa to enjoy her speech.

"Hanum was on video call, Ma. The boy now looks mature." sidelines Alexa while smiling imagine his sister.

"Hopefully Hanum can be a godly wife huh, sister. Mama always thought with the behavior of the nature of the feeling of Hanum's head." continued Zoya chimed.

"What about you, brother. No way, also you like this continue? Shakti is still your husband, brother. You still have an obligation to her." Zoya reminded her daughter.

For a moment Alexa was silent, she also recalled the incident a few days ago when she found out it was Shakti who stole her lotion. Not only that, she also did not care about the needs of her other husband. It felt like his heart was feeling guilty. A marriage that should be a field of reward should be like this.

"Sister... " Zoya gently clasped his daughter's hand, when he saw Alexa looking pensive.

"Mama doesn't know your problems, but Mama hope you don't get your problems dissolved for long." Zoya smiled gently at her daughter. He can't force Alexa to return to Shakti even though he believes Shakti's sincerity is fighting for his wife.

For Zoya, marriage is something quite personal. Especially if basically it is about feelings that can only be felt by the person concerned. It made the woman who looked elegant did not dare to interfere too far with her daughter's small family.

Alexa realizes she's like a person on the run from trouble, she's too afraid to hear if Shakti's relationship has gone into adultery. But, after Mama Zoya has spoken many things, she will probably prepare her heart and feelings to listen to everything, even though she will choose to believe it or vice versa.

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That afternoon after the Ashar prayer, Shakti enjoyed a cup of coffee with his two friends at a cafe that had become a subscription for three.

All day they are busy with work affairs and after this they will return with their respective office duties. Shakti invites Arkha and Ringgo to relax for a while after a day to chase with the busy schedule of activities today.

"Amorning towards the end of the year hopefully resorts and hotels will be crowded with visitors" said Shakti. Although the moment is said to be quite relaxed, but their chatter is still grazing on work.

"I'm sure the resort we just opened will be very profitable for us this year" continued Ringgo.

The three of them are seen talking seriously, but when Ringgo teases two girls in sexy clothes who will pass him, Shakti just screeches.

"Dare to be seductive, dare not to get married." murmured Arkha softly before sipping her coffee. He knew the most unready Ringgo to be bound.

"Hi, boy. You were last night at the nightclub, weren't you?" greet women with a cropped tangtop combined with hot pant pants. Pretty sexy woman with white skin exposed.

"Hae.". Arkha snapped while glaring at the girl wearing a dress with a small rope on her shoulder. The girl nudged his arm until the rest of the coffee in his cup splashed.

"I'm done, today's Alexa schedule check content!" shakti made everything look up. The man was so lazy to respond, his afternoon atmosphere in broken two girls who look the market.

"Shak, wait! This time you pay!" arkha said then followed Shakti who had walked towards the exit.

"Sory, I still have work." said Ringgo then left. Seeing the reaction of his two best friends made Ringgo feel uneasy himself. He decided to pursue both.

"Okay, if you want to meet, you can call my number!" replied one of the two girls spoiledly. They exchanged mobile numbers when they met at the club.

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After preparing dinner, Hanum pensively. If only in the past according to what Mama said, he would have been able to cook a variety of foods. But, from the first he always did not heed the talk of Mama Zoya under the pretext, all can be known easily by opening you tube or looking for recipes on google. But, it turns out that everything is not that simple. Everyone needs skill, it takes practice.

"Yes Allah .. dear! How do you keep daydreaming?" the voice broke Hanum's daydream, he didn't know when Arkha had come home and was already standing nearby.

"Assalamu'alaikum." said Hanum by kissing her husband's hand. Lastly, the habits exemplified by his mother are naturally done by the girl who impressed the cute.

"Waalaikum hail..why daydream?" arkha asked with a pinch on the tip of his wife's nose.

Hanum did not answer him back, staring at the dishes that were on the table. Just looking at it she was hard not to taste because it was always all that she cooked.

"Why the food? I want to eat now, Num. She was hungry." said Arkha, making Hanum stare at the man sitting next to her.

"Why?" Arkha frowned, when getting Hanum's sharp gaze.

"I haven't been able to cook many types of food. In fact, the taste of my cooking was never satisfactory." Hanum lamented in a soft voice.

"Uh, baby, that's not a problem. You are not a chef. If you want to eat anything you can buy. It's just a hassle." added Arkha while pinching his wife's pointy chin. Arkha himself did not mind everything. He realizes Hanum is still a boy and is still in college. The kitchen is not a priority. While Hanum felt that the perfect wife was the one who was good at spoiling her husband's tongue.

"Let's eat Hanum" Arkha said again to make Hanum stammer.

"Num, did you go to Rania's place?"

"No, why? Is Arkha still worried about the girl?" Hanum's face started to look unhappy. He glanced sharply at the man who was scooping his food.

"At least if you see him there is a sense of responsibility towards him, Num" Arkha said. Hanum slammed his spoon hard making Arkha turn towards him.

"Sister Arkha is still accusing me of pushing him?" Hanum began to get emotional.

"Open up so Hanum, I believe you're not wrong? But at least we know he's fine or getting worse" Arkha explained.

"We? Arkha's sister was the one who was too worried about the liar. Take it easy at least tomorrow you have met at the office." Hanum replied fiercely. Hanum did not visit Rania as Arkha had told him because he saw that the girl had already gone to campus.

Arkha just sighed. He knew he had spoken wrongly. Moreover, he realized Hanum must be feeling sensitive because of the arrival of monthly guests.

Dinner was also held in silence. Only the clink of the sound of the spoon currently sounded loud until both of their plates already looked empty.

"I'm sorry! I believe you won't act that bad." Arkha clasping Hanum's hand made the girl who turned her lips pull her hand and move to clean the dirty dishes.

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