My student's my future husband?

My student's my future husband?
(S2) Ep 135. Calling


“Halo, assalamu’alaikum?” arsene answered an unknown phone call.


“Hello, is this Arsene Winata?” ask a soft female voice.


“Yes, to whom am I speaking now (with whom am I speaking now)?”


“Oh, Thank God! You don't know my voice?!” ask the woman a little disappointed.


Arsene's forehead frowned. Zaara looked at her husband's expression.


“Who are you?” Arsene squinted his eyes.


“It’s me, Liza!”


Arsene's eyes grew. Instantly his feelings were not good.


“Where do you know my number?” looking at Arsene, his bead was fixed on his wife who was also looking at him in astonishment.


“Hey, I know everything about you (I know everything about you)! Including your early marriage which is very disappointing and desperate for me! You are so happy!”


Arsene snorted small. His pulse is rising.


“Is there anything to talk about again? I’m busy right now.”


“Why are you so annoying, Arsene (Why are you so annoying)? Don’t you miss me (You don't miss me)? We haven't talked for nearly two years! Though you used to always look for me to complain.”


“It’d been a long time (It's been a long time). Now, it’s different (Now it's different). Sorry, I’m going to hang up the phone (Sorry, I have to hang up the phone).”


“Wait Arsene! I just wanna tell you (i just want to tell), just prepare yourself (prepare yourself). I’m coming to you in a moment (i'll be coming soon)!” said the woman laughed cynically.


“You’re insane (You're crazy)!”


TUUUUTIST.


Arsene's face was visibly emotional. It was echoed by the words of the woman who called him earlier. He blocked the phone number on his phone.


“Who?” zaara asked to see Arsene's face change there.


“Nobody. Only crazy people who are familiar.”


Zaara squinted her eyes, suspicious.


“Don't ask me anything first. I'm going out for a minute!” arsene said he just left. The visitors who had teased him earlier look astonished also see the look on Arsene's face.


Zaara continued to look at her husband who was inching his feet out of the shop. His feelings were suspicious. She hoped her husband would not hide anything from her.


Meanwhile outside, Arsene was walking back and forth under a lush tree. He was looking for a contact on his phone.


“Rain!”


“Why Bang?” ask his sister on the phone.


“You gave me my brother's number Liza?”


“Liza?! Brother first?”


“Ya, do you give me your number?”


“Neg. I don't know. Why why?”


“He contacted Brother just now. Where does he know?”


“Entah. Mommy maybe?”


“Could not. Mommy knows how Liza is.”


A moment of silence there, when the two brothers contacted each other.


“Kirei?” chirps Rainer.


“Kirei?!”


“Ya may be. Liza is quite close to Kirei. The child is innocent and can only give me the number of brother so aja.”


“Mmh... can be.”.


“But why did he contact Brother again?” ask Rainer curiously.


“Testing. Unclear. He said he was coming, but the phone broke. I don't know if he's serious or not.”


“She knows you're married, right?”


“Iya!”


“Yes don't need to be taken, Bang! But you have to be careful.”


“I’m worried.”


“I know. She’s mad. Tell me about Zaara Tea.”


“Do he need to know about this problem? That was a long time ago, anyway.”


“But if suddenly he comes again? He will be a threat to Brother and Teh Zaara!” Rainer reminded his brother.


Arsene breathed. Brother's right. At least Zaara should know a little about her past in Singapore. Although not a big deal, but if the woman was really serious will come, he must be vigilant.


“OK, thanks, Rain!”


“Ya, anytime!”


Arsene shut the phone. He had to come to Kirei to investigate. The little girl certainly can not be contacted directly via phone at this time. The man pensively for a moment. He had to go back to his father's house.


Arsene went back inside. Trying to put his face as normal as possible even though his heart was a little restless. He sat down again in front of his wife.


“I want to go to daddy's house, want to come?” ask Arsene.


“What's up?”


“There's a short business. Or you want to go home, I'll drop you off,” Arsene bargain again.


“I'm coming.”


“OK! Yuk night rush!”


Arsene and Zaara immediately came out after their affairs were finished in the store. Arsene had a friendly farewell to his shop customers, making them admire the young chef even more.


Zaara was immersed in her own thoughts. She did not want to go fishing and would wait for her own husband who would explain what happened so that made the man put on an anxious and furious face. So the girl kept quiet on the way to her in-laws' house.


“Where's Mom?” arsene asked after peeping his mother's hand.


“In room, why?”


Arsene had not yet set foot on the stairs, adzan maghrib had reverberated. The man reversed his steps to immediately go to the mosque following his father who had already left first.


“What's the matter?” ask Ajeng to Zaara see Arsene as hiding something.


“Do not know, Mom! Earlier after getting a call from someone, suddenly the look of his face changed so aja.”


“Call from whom?”


“Zaara less know. Arsene has not yet explained anything.”


Ajeng rolled his eyeballs. What does this have to do with Kirei?


“You're praying again, Ra?” ask Ajeng.


“Yes, Mom! Want to be together?”


“Yuk, we pray together!”


Ajeng called his third child to join him for congregational prayers in the mosque, followed by a joint recitation.


Arsene returned home with her father from the mosque. Seeing Kirei just finished the maghrib prayer, Arsene immediately took his sister upstairs to his sister's room.


“What the hell is Bang?” ask the girl who just went up to 9th grade.


Arsene closed the door to his sister's room.


“Abang want to ask something, you do not cover something from Brother huh?” That question made Kirei tense up. The girl sat on the edge of her bed.


“Ask what?”


“You ever get a phone call from one of your friends in Singapore?” ask Arsene no pleasantries.


“Temen Brother?” Kirei rolled his eyeballs. “Who?” tanyanya herself.


“Chick.”


“Hmm...,” Kirei muttered while thinking.


“No? Recently or maybe a long time ago.”


“Aurel? Hmm... Sammy? Eliza? Grace?”


Arsene's eyes widened with raised eyebrows when Kirei mentioned the names of Arsene's female comrades in Singapore's senior high school.


“They all contact you?!”


Kirei nodded, shaking his head. “I just mentioned the name of the brother I know, hehe!”


“Eh, but there are people who have contacted me deh fit just moved here,” said Kirei remembered.


“Who?!” shoot Arsene.


“Kak Liza!”


“Ask is he with you?”


“Yes right, Sister Liza! He asked my number at the time, I love you! But it's been a long time, anyway fitting I moved here.”


Arsene growled. At that time he was not married, not even in college. How else, he could not blame this innocent little brother.


“Did he ever contact you again?”


“If not wrong, no hell.”


“She's with you on instagram?”


“Iya.”


Arsene opened his phone, checked his sister's account. It turned out that Kirei uploaded a photo of her marriage to Zaara at the time. No matter what, Liza knew the news. Goody.  Arsene has never posted anything on his social media account. If so, he will upload it via a 24-hour status story.


“Emang why the same Sister Liza?” kirei asked, curious.


“Neg. Haven't you, Brother go home first.”


“He's rich in Indonesia, Bang! I saw the status story yesterday.”


“Just if he calls you and asks Brother, don't give me any info, okay? Promise?!”


“It is, why do I love the info again, after all Brother is married now. Later he chased after Brother again.”


“Good girl!”


Arsene came out of his sister's room, aghast at the sight of his wife standing at the door. Did Zaara hear a conversation with her sister?


“Ke-why are you here?” asked Arsene nervously.


“I'm out of your room looking for a jacket.” Zaara shows her husband's jacket, but she just came out of her husband's room right in front of Kirei's room.


“Go home now?” ask Arsene for relief.


“Iya! Are you done with the business?”


Arsene grinning, “ already yuk!”


The cold night wind pierced through the skin that was not wrapped in a jacket. Arsene and Zaara rush into her apartment, as the wind gets bigger and bigger at night. They had bought two packs of fried rice because they had not had dinner. Zaara is too tired to cook at night. They had to buy food outside.


The two have not spoken yet, although curiosity is already in the crown of Zaara. She waited patiently for her own husband to explain something to her. Special fried rice equipped with chicken meat and ati ampela it has been served warm on the plate. They both enjoyed dinner while watching television. Still no talk.


Zaara tidied up and cleaned her bed, after she prayed and changed her clothes. Arsene followed him later. Both are self-defeating.


“Zaara Darling,” call Arsene after she rests on the bed.


“Hmm...”.


“Do you have a dark past?” asked Arsene hesitatingly.


Zaara looked at her husband.


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