My Husband's Second Heaven
18. Trying to make peace with the situation.
"Dirga!"
Not yet Anisa said something to Bu Ning, it turns out Dirga had already come and approached two women. Who is currently sitting on a swing, with a lethargic face then Dirga looked at the face of the wife.
"Yes ma'am, I'm here to pick up Anisa." Dirga then replied with a smile, even though it felt difficult.
Anisa heard about it. It instantly turned sour, as the pain in his heart was still there. I don't know when that will continue to grow. "An, your husband has arrived. If there's a problem immediately resolve, so as not to drag on." Bu Ning then told Anisa to come home with Dirga, so the problems they faced could soon find a way.
"Yes, Mom." Anisa nodded obediently and went straight to the room to pick up the bag and some other important items.
"An, I'm waiting in the car." That was all Dirga said, and then the man went straight to his vehicle.
A few minutes later.
Anisa hugged Bu Ning very tightly, as if not willing to leave the baby-beak woman because even though she was not a real mother, Anisa still loved and respected her.
Bu Ning slowly released Anisa's embrace and said. "An, be careful on the road huh. The problem will be solved if we face it with a cold head," said Ms. Ning.
"Yes ma'am, thanks for everything. Sorry to bother you," she told Ms. Ning.
After taking off the hug. Anisa slowly walked towards the car, which Dirga was waiting for her inside.
Anisa frowned as her eyes unintentionally saw the change in Dirga. "Is Mas Dirga fasting, so slightly different?"
In her heart Anisa wondered because of the stature of her husband. Experiencing a difference, from the initially contained now a little cursive.
Anisa continued to stare, until the person being stared at became misbehaved. "An, why are you staring at Mas like that. Or maybe you've missed it, huh?" dirga said proudly, and when Anisa's eyes did not switch one bit. It's only fitting that Dirga thinks that Anisa is missing him.
"What have you been fasting for, Mom?" Anisa accidentally asked because it had not met for a week, but Dirga's body looks thin.
For a moment Dirga fell silent, how not thin. If he rarely eats, because no one makes food. "When you're not home, you're often late for a meal." Dirga's reply made Anisa astonished.
"Isn't there your wife? Why are you late to eat?" anisa asked with her flat face, and almost expressionless.
Not the answer given by Dirga, but the sound of a long breath. "Elsa was pregnant, she couldn't smell the cooking. Therefore Mas always breakfast in the office if the clock is still there," said Dirga who increasingly made Anisa look at him fixed.
"An, then from that. Mas asked you to go home, so Mas's body is also not malnourished."
Anisa was silent, neither answering nor protesting. For now it might be better that way.
30 Minutes had passed, and the car driven by Dirga finally arrived. In front of the house and immediately pulled over his car on the side of the road, because it was deliberately not brought into the garage.
"An, yuk." After Dirga opened the car door. Then the man took Anisa's hand.
"Rest, I'll be home soon." Again Anisa was indifferent and ignored the words of Dirga who was saying goodbye, out of nowhere and clearly Anisa did not want to know.
After Dirga's departure, Anisa began to reach for her bag. Then take the phone that he hasn't turned on for a week.
Samuel's Message.
💌"Assalamualaikum."
💌"An, how are you. I hope you're okay and healthy always, reply ya."
💌"An, why not reply to my message?"
There were three messages that Samuel had sent, but it had only been opened by Anisa. There were a few more messages from her that Anisa had not yet read.
💌"An, where are you now? I want to see you."
💌"An, reply."
Out of 120 messages, just a question about the news. Then there is Anisa, and ask for a reply.
"This is a person. The handsome one, but a little annoying," Anisa grumbled and involuntarily her lips curled up a smile.
"Astaghfirullah, O Allah. Forgive me!" said Anisah lirih who was cursing himself, because he was accidentally praising him. Her position is still the wife of people.
Momentary. Anisa does not want to be imagined by the face of another man, and chooses to open a message from Arum. In addition, a message from Dirga, her husband who keeps asking when to go home and the contents of the same message also, sent by Arumi.
"I have to meet with Arum, to ask more details about Mas Dirga who has cheated. To have a child at once?" muttered Anisa because she intended to dig up more information about the marriage between Dirga and Elsa.
Anisa has not had time to contact Arum, heard the sound of shoes that she believes are Dirga.
Anisa looks to make sure and it turns out to be true. If the one who came home was Dirga, I don't know what the man brought because both hands were filled with two bags of crackles.
"Yes!" call Dirga.
"What's up." Anisa replied with a sharp tone.
"We ate, I bought food. From this morning the stomach hasn't been filled, so hunt." Apparently Dirga was impatient again to immediately enjoy the food, because really his stomach asked to be filled.
Eventually the two ate together. However, with different circumstances and this time both like everyone else, it felt stiff and there were no words accompanying him while eating.
And elsewhere.
Elsa, who had been angry this morning, had not visited her for one day and one night. She was afraid, afraid that her husband would bow to his elder sister.
For Elsa, not even willing if Anisa who is more entitled to her husband, Dirga, who continues to beg for love with his old wife.
"It seems I have to find a way, so that every night Mas Dirga can be here. Well, it looks like I have to because no one can control my husband, not even Anisa." By clenching both of his hands. Elsa spoke with a sharp gaze, and her jaw hardened. If only she became a mistress, there would be no second mistress.
After being satisfied to take out his heart. Elsa regained her senses and did not forget to send a message to her husband. So that later in the afternoon the man can come to accompany him.