My wife Canduku 2
I'm not the woman of choice

Rama arrived in Malang, just after the Adzan isya reverberated. Sari and her family are enjoying dinner. Sari's condition is now better, because she has spilled her heart on Ardi, the only sister who can rely on.

Rama stared at the gate of Sari's house.

“May you be here.’ Mumbled.

Geck.. Geck.. Geck...

“Asslamualikum.” Rama.

Then, he repeated it again, because there was no answer from within.

“Sst.. Mom, it looks like there are guests outside.” Teguh.

“Eh yes, correct, Sir.” Ratih.

Sari was silent, she was familiar with the voice that was saying greetings from outside. Ardi who saw the face of the brother, immediately clasped his hand.

“Quiet, Mba. There's me.” Ardi lirih.

Sari nodded.

Firmly still taking some food in front of him, he did not pay attention to the look on the faces of his two children there.

“Walalikumusalam.” Replied Ratih, hurrying to open the door of his house.

Chequek.

“Eh, son Rama.” Said Ratih with a big smile.

“Iya, Mom. How are you, Ma?” Rama asked, extending his hand to kiss the back of Ratih's hand.

“Alhamdulillah, fine. Kok tumben's. What's the matter? Want to pick up Sari?” Now Train asked back.

Rama was confused as to what to answer. He can only nod.

“Come, come in son, we happen to be having dinner. Come directly to the dining table only!” Pinta Ratih's.

Rama nodded and followed the footsteps of Ratih.

Ardi stared intently at Rama's face from a distance.

“Wah, there's Rama's boy anyway. Let's eat first! Travel far from Jakarta, must be tired after all.” A strong speech that sees the existence of Rama.

Sari still looked down, he did not look at Rama's face, but from earlier Rama had looked at Sari. It was precisely Ardi who did not stop staring at Rama coldly. Aware of this tense situation, Ratih and Teguh looked at each other. They believe something is wrong between her son and her fiance.

This dinner was so awkward, not as warm as usual. Ardi, who usually jokes a lot, suddenly became silent a thousand languages. Only Teguh and Ratih try to find the atmosphere.

After dinner, Sari went straight into her room, without looking at Rama. This indeed makes Rama's heart full, very sick not seen by the loved ones, even consider it not there.

“Like this, it feels ignored?” Rama, in his heart.

“Come, son Rama, we chat in the living room only.” Take Firm.

Ardi was still accompanying Sari in her brother's room.

“Now, mba want what?” Ask Ardi.

“Return this.” Sari holds a ring that has been embedded in her ring finger for a month.

Ardi nodded. “After that?”

“Mba, want to work in Singapore. Coincidentally fellow university friends mba, in Jakarta who majored in gourmet, open an Indonesian restaurant there.”

Ardi nodded again. “whatever the decision mba, Ardi supported. If you need to graduate school, Ardi joined the work there so that you can take care of mba.”

Sari was moved to hear the words of her sister.

“Ngga, you have to go to college first.”

“But mba, later there alone, later on disturbed people again.”

“Who is bothering people again?” Suddenly the voice of Ratih appeared.

Ardi turned his head, but Ratih's steps were already between the two children.

“Who is bothering people?” Ask me again.

Ardi and Sari were silent.

“Mba Sari wants to work in Singapore, Bu.”

“What?” Train surprised.

“True, Bu.” Answer Ratih.

“But, why?” Ask me, confused.

“If this decision, because it has to do with your relationship and son Rama, immediately finish.he is waiting for you from earlier on the terrace.” Say Train again.

Sari looked at Ardi, and Ardi nodded. He breathed in rough. Then, stand.

“Sari will meet mas Rama, Bu.”

He stepped out of the room, then met Rama who was still accompanied by Teguh on the porch of his house.

Steady seeing the arrival of Sari, he rose and retreated. Previously, Ratih had given the code to the husband, through the wave of his hand.

Sari sat in front of Rama.

Rama looked at Sari's face that was not cheerful as usual. There was no smile on her lips, and Sari looked down more.

“I don't know, why are you avoiding me?” Rama clasped Sari's hand on the table.

But quickly, Sari lowered her hand, avoiding the touch of the man who should be four months into the future will be her husband,

These should be happy times for them, when they are busy preparing for all the needs of marriage. In fact, they have already raised their money to one of the famous wedding organizers.

“I'm sorry, because lately I've been busy and ignoring you.” Said Rama again, which makes Sari lazy, because it is not the main problem.

“I see everything, mas. I saw you and Anita in that hotel room. I see with my own eyes.”

Deg.

Rama's heart seemed to be going out, it turned out what he was worried about happened. It turned out that this was the biggest reason Sari had avoided him.

“It's not like you saw. My feelings remain for you, my love remains for you, me and Anita only.

Sari smiled faintly, there was already no more pain in her heart. It was as if he was numb, because of men.

“It's okay, mas. Continue your relationship with him. I won't be a barrier.” Sari said, while giving the ring that Rama gave one month ago with his family.

“No, Sari. Please don't be like this!” Rama pushed the ring, so as not to be handed to him.

Then, Rama said again, “you also owe me an explanation. Why is your phone in a man's hand. Who is he?”

Deg.

Now Sari's heart is pounding.

“It's none of your business.” Answer Sari.

“That's my business, because you're still my fiancee.”

“I've handed you this ring, meaning you're no longer my fiance, Mas.”

“Sari.” Rama was very frustrated. The destruction of his relationship was in sight.

“Mas, please don't complicate things. We are not meant to be together.” Say Sari again.

“OK, whatever happened between that man and you, I don't care. Whatever it is I'll forgive. So forgive me, we started everything from scratch again.”

Sari shakes. “I'm not a woman of choice, mas. There are still many other women who are better than me.”

Sari stood up, and left Rama who was still sitting there. Rama's movement was faster. He blocked Sari's arm.

“I beg you, Sar. Don't be like this!”

“I'm not the old Sari, Mas.” Sari wiggled her arms, in order to escape from Rama's fist.

“What I said to mama, to Sisy's sister, Ihsan's sister, and all my extended family.” Rama said.

“Say we don't fit anymore. I'm sure mom will be happy.” Answer Sari coldly.

Rama kept staring at Sari's face. He never expected Sari who was cheerful, soft, warm, and not easily angry. Now his face looks cold, no smile, and unfriendly.

“Go home, mas. We've no relationship whatsoever.” Say Sari and leave Rama alone outside.

Rama cried so much there, he lamented this failure. However, in his little heart, he will etrus trying to get his sari back.

Out there, a pair of eyes that became the spy of the British man, was monitoring the situation inside the saris house using his binoculars. Then, the man reported all the events there to his boss who is now in Bali.

“Good work. I'll be there soon.” David said by phone, when the man finished reporting.