Not a Stupid Woman
Chapter 3.
Andrias turned her head because she heard his wife's screams.
"Where are you going, like these nights?" Areta repeated her question as she arrived before Andrias.
"You hang out together, free to talk to a wife who does not want to obey said husband." Kesal Andrias who began to drive his motorcycle. Areta silently stared at the back of the husband who was starting to disappear from her sight. The woman took a deep breath and exhaled slowly and entered the house and closed the door again.
Areta sat pensively on her bed, her head throbbing at the thought of the life she lived. The dream marriage that he hoped would be happy was not in accordance with his dreams first. The sweet promise given by Andrias was only on the lips. Areta's tears slowly melted on their own until the woman fell asleep tired of crying.
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Andrias had just arrived at a rented house owned by a friend, lamentable sound of music accompanied by the laughter of some people from inside the house. The man parked his motorcycle and then stepped towards the door.
Took took....
Andrias knocked on the door slowly and a man of her age appeared from behind the door.
"Weesh.... Dateng is also your boss? I don't think I'll be allowed out with madam." Andrias' friend Samsul.
"Was... It's easy to get out of the doank mah house. Stay pretend trouble can also get out of the house without protesting bini." Reply Andrias smiled obliquely.
"Yaudah, come on in. The others have been waiting, there is a beautiful girl in the dalem. Her name is Viola." Samsul half-whispered in Andrias' ear.
"Goddess... Most women's night, not my interest. Even if I'm hooked but don't want to cheat. Especially the same woman that night, must have lost far the same as my bini." Andrias stepped inside Samsul's rented house. It seemed that some of his friends had gathered there enjoying liquor poured by a beautiful woman. A knee-length, sleeveless dress was attached to the slender body of the woman.
"That's the boss, how? Beautiful isn't?" Samsul asked Andrias who had just dropped her body weight onto the sofa.
"It's a habit." Andrias answered flatly and then started lighting her cigarette. The woman approached and sat down beside Andrias.
"Hallo Mas, can you contact me?" Greet the woman in a spoiled tone that was deliberately contrived.
"I'm here to drink, not to meet a woman like you." Reply Andrias without looking at Viola's face.
"No, no need to pretend. I've been dancing and beautiful gini time won't." Oceh Viola leaned his head against Andrias' shoulder.
"Sam, I'm just here for a drink. Not to digelondotin caterpillar gatel like him." Andrias stared intently at Samsul.
"Dear Viola, don't tease Mas Andrias anymore. Mending you pour a drink for him." Samsul tries to keep Viola away from Andrias. According to Viola, the woman began pouring drinks into a glass belonging to Andrias and her friends who were already accustomed to the feast of liquor at Samsul's house.
After finishing a few bottles of liquor, Andrias felt dizzy in her head. The man immediately decided to go home before completely losing consciousness.
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Geck... The tookk... The tookkk....
The sound of the door being knocked incessantly roused Areta from her sleep, with a crowd of young pregnant women stepping towards the door.
Czech....
"Areta, you're molor. Open the door of his old doank for mercy." Maki Andrias as Areta opens the door.
"Mass!! You mabok?" Shocked Areta who saw her husband staggering towards the sofa.
"It's none of your business, I'm going to sleep now. You don't have to be noisy." Ketus Andrias makes Areta can only shake her head.
"Free debate with mabok people, mending me sleep ajalah." Monologue Areta then walked into her room.
Areta's steps stopped because she heard Andrias' voice that seemed to be vomiting, and sure enough. When the woman turned her head was seen vomit Andrias who had splattered on the floor.
"It's always like that." Upset Areta who had to clean up the vomit in the middle of the night like this.
The woman returned to the room after making sure her husband was completely asleep and would not make a mess again.
The morning has returned to visit, greeting the world with the warmth of the sunshine. A woman wriggled and woke up from her sleep, walked towards the bathroom and then pecked herself in front of the mirror, applying her face with natural makeup that increasingly radiates her natural beauty. After making sure her appearance was perfect, Areta immediately grabbed her briefcase and came out of the room. accidentally this morning she did not cook breakfast because she was still upset with her husband's behavior last night.
On a long sofa, Andrias who also just woke up from her sleep was massaging her forehead which was still throbbing due to the rest of the drunkenness last night. Guilt slipped in his heart as he looked at the wife who had just walked out of the room.
"Areta!" Calling Andrias to his wife, Areta looked at Andrias without answering her husband's call.
"I'm sorry Areta, I'm."
"Enough, Mom. You're sorry but you always repeat." Cut Areta down before Andrias finishes her sentence.
"The promise won't be like that anymore, won't be stuck again. Please forgive me, yes." Please Andrias cupped both hands in front of the chest.
"No promise, I'm full of your sweet promises." Ketus Areta's.
"Udah donk, don't be angry. Today Mas payday, later Mas morein your monthly rations ya." Andrias to his wife.
"I'm off to the office first, Mas. I don't cook because sleepy all night must clean your vomit scattered on the floor." Areta's reply passed leaving her husband.
Andrias could only throw a rough breath because the wife who did not want to apologize for him.
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Areta spurs her motorcycle towards the office, occasionally wiping her cheeks wet with tears. Upon arrival at the office, the woman immediately approached Raisya to complain.
"Oh my goodness, Reta, are you crying? What's the matter today? You fought with Andrias? Same in-laws, or your sister-in-law?" Raisya leaned in with various questions.
"Semalem Mas Andrias asked me to stop working again, and he was angry because I refused. After that he went to not know where. Come home and fuck, Ra. Where in the middle of the mallem I have to clean up her vomit." Areta brightly lit up with tears that came back dripping down her cheeks.
"Yes, yes, Andrias. Reta, listen to me! You must be a strong woman, can not be crybaby. If Andrias mabok or nyakitin you, do not cry. Reply he's using your own way." Raisya's advice was to stroke his best friend's shoulders.
"But what am I supposed to do, Ra? I don't know how to deal with Mas Andrias." Said Areta while wiping the tears that wet her smooth cheeks.
"If mabok don't open the door, let's just let him sleep outside." Cetus Raisya makes Areta's eyes grow.
"But I don't have the same heart as him, Ra." Areta's reply made Raisya throw her breath rough.
"Must have a heart, Areta. Don't be a stupid woman just for love. Could be more and more visit later Andrias." Raisya looked at his best friend's face.
"Alright, Ra. I'll try your advice." Areta in the end.
"Well, that's my best friend."
Cring... Cring... Cring....
The ringing sound of Areta's cell phone interrupted their chat, the woman immediately took her gawai from inside the bag. Areta rolled her eyes panted at the name of the contact listed on her phone screen.
"Who's calling, Ta? Kog so wry again that's a face?" Raisya asked with both eyebrows linked together.