NOT PERPETRATORS
Fania Learns to Cook

"Dimas, I'm going after Fania. I'll tell you later." I went down, and Dimas followed behind me.

I got to the porch. Rudi was talking to Fania there. I stopped going a little further to let them talk first.

"Fania, wait!" Rudi held Fania's arm. "You should hear my explanation.”

"What else, Rud? You obviously don't love me."

"Fania, well, I was wrong to lie about my true feelings for you. But that doesn't mean I can't like you. I'm .. I like you, Fania."

"Lied!"

"Fania."

"We're breaking up, Rud."

We were all stunned to hear the statement from Fania. Slowly Rudi let go of Fania's hand. For a moment, they were silent to each other. Then Fania left.

I walked over to Rudi who was unmoved staring at Fania's departure. "Rud."

"Imania, I'm coming home." Rudi also moved to his car with lethargic steps.

***

Later that night, I was sitting in front of a makeup mirror, thinking about the incident earlier this afternoon. I've sent Fania a message, but it hasn't been read yet. Is Fania mad at me? Just now that Fania and Rudi were together, they immediately broke up. Sad ... I'm so sad.

While looking at my face in the mirror, I suddenly remembered the lingerie Dimas had bought for me. I washed it and put it in a basket of clothes. I also took it. With doubt, I wear it.

I looked at myself in the mirror. Oh, this is so sexy. I was so ashamed to see my own body. This is the first time I've ever worn such sexy clothes. Because I felt inappropriate, I wanted to take off this red lingerie and put my clothes back on. However, just as I was about to remove the lingerie from my body, suddenly the room door opened. Dimas came in and got me.

For a moment, Dimas looked at me unblinking. While I bowed in shame while covering part of my chest. He walked up to me smiling.

"Not to be ashamed. We are, right, halal. In front of others you have to guard and close the law, but when you're alone with me, you don't have to cover your body it's even better." Dimas blinked one eye, then pulled me to the bed. We also lay down.

"Dimas, what am I wearing lingerie for? It's just as naked, isn't it?"

"It's called the art of looking in front of a husband, honey. You look so tempting like this." Dimas stroked my face.

Dimas sat his body, then took off his clothes. My heart's dag-dig-dug is beating, following a nervous rhythm in the heart. Though this is what we used to do every night, but .. somehow my heartbeat is always irregular like this..

Dimas lay down and held my body in his arms. "It's like this to have a wife. Not even dressed my sleep feels warm. It's even warmer when our skin touches each other."

Drr! Drr!

Dimas' cell phone vibrated, signaling an incoming call. Dimas grabbed the phone from the nightstand.

"From Ms. Nonita," Dimas said and picked up his phone.

"Hello, Ma'am."

Dimas loudspeaker his phone.

"Hello, Dimas. We just got back from Bali this morning."

"Well, what a honeymoon, Ma'am?"

"Look, Dimas. Ma'am wants to tell you something. About the strange happenings at the resort."

"Yes, Mom, why?"

"Dimas, it seems ... room occupied by mbak and mas Surya it ....'

Ms. Nonita stopped her words. Makes us curious.

"What's wrong with your room, ma'am?"

"His room .. haunted."

Sontakku fur goosebumps. I got closer to Dimas. Dimas understood my fear. He took my body into his arms again.

Finally, Nonita recounted strange events while there. Such as, strange sounds heard, self-living bathroom faucets, black shadows, etc. Oh, well, just right then, Nonita's room that was soundproofed all of a sudden just like it wasn't impermeable. It turned out ... there was indeed something strange about the room they occupied.

"I'll take care of it soon."

"Yes, already, Dim. Good night."

"Good night too, Mother."

The phone ends. Dimas put his phone back on the nightstand. I hugged him, so Dimas looked at me.

"You scared?"

I shook my head slowly.

Dimas rubbed my arm. "You got goosebumps, huh?"

"Hm ...."

"It's okay. I'm by your side. That kind of thing happens in a building. There is also a hospital where I work. As long as it doesn't bother you, is it okay? I'll send an ustaz there, tomorrow."

"Yes, the sooner the better."

Dimas pulled out my broken hair. "You're getting pretty."

"I'm ashamed to wear this lingerie."

"You're so sexy, Nia."

As Dimas was about to bring his lips closer, I held him back. "Dimas, can I ask you something?"

"Say."

"Actually ... What is your job, if you may know?"

"Hm ...." Dimas widened both his eyes.

"I mean, other than as a specialist."

"Business."

"Can I know everything?"

"certain. You're my wife, why not?"

Hugging me, Dimas finally told me. Dimas in addition to being a doctor, is also a businessman. He built a resort in Bali, also now he says he is building a mall. He also has an apartment in Jakarta. Oh, well, he could live so royally.

"fast. Your life looks so fancy."

"First, my father wanted me to take care of the company. But I'm not interested. So, the company is half handled by Surya, and the other half is handled by father."

"What's your reason for being a doctor, if you yourself like doing business? Is it just because you want to keep your promise like in Nessa's story?"

Dimas pinched my nose and said, "Not really. But no doubt that's one of the reasons. Are you angry?"

"For what?"

"Not jealous?"

"At first, but not now."

Dimas smiled, then told a story. (Flash Back)

When he was seven years old, his grandfather went to the hospital. And he met a mother who was crying in the hospital corridor. The mother was holding her baby who was very ill.

Little Dimas ran over to the mother. "Mother why?"

"My son is very sick, Dek. We were expelled from the hospital. That's because I can't pay the cost. Mom just moved to this town and doesn't have a BPJS card."

"Where's Mom's husband?" ask Little Dimas.

"He's looking for a loan, Dek."

Dimas saw the little baby crying. He feels very sorry. Then Dimas ran towards his father—pak Wibowo. Dimas begged his father to help with the baby's treatment.

However, unfortunately, when Dimas and his father just finished paying the fee. The mother suddenly screamed hysterically. Soon the sisters ran over. Dimas and Wibowo.

"What happened to that baby?" many of you are still ready to hear the story from Dimas.

"The baby died. And you know why? It turns out that the baby has congenital heart disease." Dimas rubbed his wet eyes.

I am so sad to hear this heartbreaking story.

"That's another reason, why I want to be a doctor."

"That's a pity" I said, wiping my tears.

"In a few months, I'll build my own hospital. Right after the mall construction is over. I want to really help people heal. Simply past events are a valuable lesson. Imagine how devastated my mother felt. Had the baby been in the care of doctors, perhaps, the baby was still alive today. The baby died when he was discharged from the hospital. That's so sad."

"I'm even more proud to have you, honey." I tightly embraced his body.

"Honey, even if our lives are fulfilled, I hope we can always remember to help others who are less capable. Remind me to give alms, yes, dear ...." Dimas rubbed the top of my head gently.

"That's sure. We remind each other, honey."

"I will also always give you my facilities and obligations well, Nia." Dimas tipped my forehead.

I looked up, looking at him. "Getting a handsome, generous, loyal husband like you is enough for me, Di. Gaining your wonderful love is already something very precious and beautiful in my life." I pecked his lips. "Treat me in simple ways, it makes me happy. No need to be fancy."

Dimas smiled and said, "Unfortunately, I can't treat my woman that way. To me.. Having you is the most beautiful and precious thing. I will make you happy in my own way. Let others treat women in a simple way. I will still give everything as luxurious and beautiful as I can. Because you're my wife. You deserve everything I have. And because I love you, Nia."

"Me too, love you so much ...."

"What's important, we didn't forget to?"

"Gifted," I answered.

"I love you."

"Me too, love you so much ...."

With a gentle look, she brought her lips closer, grabbed my lips gently. I slowly offset every movement of her lips and tongue. Until it became a dispute. Dimas touched every inch of my skin, making my body feel even more turbulent. After a kiss on the lips, it goes down to the neck. Sweet kisses he landed there, then went down to the chest, with both hands squeezing something. Exotic little exploding bites made me shahdu.

After warming up for a few minutes, she removed the lingerie from my body. Tonight, half the time we spent making love in org songs. The roar of breath that hunts each other, along with the sigh of the melody of the heart. All are beautifully united in the stillness of the harmony of the night, the story of the son of Adam and Eve who is crocheting the passion of romance.

***

Morning time.

The ticking seconds, the sound of the clock working slowly sounded in the ear, as if he was uploading the connoisseur of sleep to immediately open the two valves of the net. Accompanied by the melodious song of the champion who broke the silence.

I opened both eyelids. Rubbing for a while, eliminating the feeling of resentment when just waking up from the sound. I stared for a moment at the face of the man who was awake by my side. He's still good. Look at the clock that keeps ticking shows at 04.30 WIB.

I removed the blanket that covered my innocent body. A gentle kiss I put on my husband's lips. Then I woke up to clean myself up. I took the kimono towel and headed for the bathroom.

Downstream cold wind, cool slurping caressing skin. Make a sensation of freshness in yourself when the warm water shower flushes the body. Ah, fresh ....

***

At 07.00 WIB.

I was cooking with my Sur—partner. I occasionally stare at the phone screen, which I put on the table. Waiting for a message from someone.

"Aah!" My fingers were sliced while slicing an onion.

"Be careful, Ma'am," said bi Surti panicked.

"It's okay, coke, Bi." I wiped the fresh blood sticking out of the skin that was scratched by the knife. Then I washed and wrapped it in plaster.

"Let your aunt do the cooking, Mother."

I also sat down while accompanying bi Surti to cook. I returned my phone. Still, Fania hasn't opened my message. Is he so mad at me? Does he hate me? Obviously, this is a misunderstanding.

"Mother think of something, yes, Mother."

"Yes, Bi."

"If you're willing to tell a story, auntie's ready to be a loyal listener, really, Mom."

I also told about the incident yesterday to bi Surti.

While cooking, bi Surti said, "It's only natural that his Mania is angry. But aunty sure, Neng Fania angry with the same mas Rudi, not the same Mother Imania."

"But why didn't he return my message, huh, Bi? Could it be that she's also mad at me, huh, Bi?"

"Wait a minute. Neng Fania might again need some time alone to calm her mind. You guys are, right, good friends. Impossible, neng Fania exaggerated such misunderstanding problem. The point of error, right, there is the same mas Rudi ya who impressed PHP-in neng Fania. Not the same as Imania."

"Yes too, Bi."

***

At 09.00 WIB.

"Darling, going for a walk, don't you?" Dimas approached me and sat down beside me.

"I'm not in the mood, honey."

"Still thinking of Fania, huh?”

"Hm ...."

As usual, Dimas put his head on my lap.

"I'm off to work in a week."

"Are you bored at home?"

"Not really. Kan, there you are. So not bored."

"Just be honest. Must be bored, huh?"

"No." Again, Dimas pinched my nose.

"Actually, I was bored too. I want to come clean the house, help bi Mur."

"Don't. No need. You'll be tired."

Ting-tung!

The doorbell sounds.

"Who's that, huh, honey?" my many.

"Surprise."

"What surprise again? Not lingerie anymore, is it?"

"Ha-ha, no. I ordered something for you. You're gonna love it."

"Food?"

Dimas. "Look at me."

Dimas and I went down the stairs to the door. Bi Mur opened the door. How surprised to see who came. Someone stood at the door carrying a basket full of vegetables. I approached him directly.

"Fania."

With a smile he threw at me. I immediately embraced him.

"I thought you were still mad at me."

"For what?"

"On Rudi, yesterday."

"Ha-ha, there are still a lot of men out there. But a friend like you, only one."

"You make me feel overwhelmed."

"Let's cook!" Fania came in ahead of me.

"Fania," call me. "So, you didn't really break up with Rudi, did you?"

Fania stopped her steps and turned to look at me. "I don't want to cook because of Rudi. But for myself. I want to be able to cook. So that whoever becomes my life partner will be proud to have a wife who is good at cooking like me."

I can't speak anymore. There is sadness behind that sentence. Indirectly Fania has told that they have really broken up. Although there is a sense of happiness to see his spirit to be able to cook.

Fania stepped back into the kitchen. I approached Dimas who was standing at the bottom of the stairs, who was still looking at Fania in wonder.

"What ... is this the surprise?" my many.

"No. But I think you're pretty happy to have your best friend come."

"That's right."

I also walked into the kitchen. Finally, Fania and I were busy cooking various kinds of dishes. Fania is shopping at the market. And although Fania likes to joke while cooking, I admit she is very serious about being able to cook. I feel sorry for his relationship with Rudi. I'm sure Fania still loves Rudi very much. He was only disappointed when he said 'break up' yesterday. Hopefully they can reunite, and Rudi will really fall in love with Fania.

"Imania, why your fingers?"

"It's okay. Just scratched a little."

"That, Neng. Mbak Imania thought Neng Fania continued, so he could not concentrate on cooking," said bi Surti who was washing dishes.

"Ih, so sweet ...." Fania hugged me back. "Here, let me go. Still sore?"

"No."

We also cook happily.

***

After three hours of cooking, we also had lunch together, enjoying the dishes presented on the table, processed by Fania's hands. I just stood by her and gave her instructions during the cooking.

"How does it feel?" ask Fania.

"Enak" I replied.

"Seriously?"

"Why not try it yourself?" said Dimas.

"I'm afraid it doesn't taste good."

"It's okay. He also learned to cook. It's only natural that there is something lacking" I said.

"If the soup is what do you think it's like?" ask Fania while pouring the soup onto the plate.

"Still less," I said.

"Less salty, less sugar, or—"

"Less much, Fan," I replied with a smile.

Fania looked at me in disbelief. "You serious? That delicious?"

"I'm not saying it's delicious."

"But you said it was less. Are you indirectly praising me?"

"really. I commended you. It's delicious, Fan," I said honestly, because it tastes good, the salt is also fitting.

Fania tasted it. "Well, yeah, right. It's tasty. Hurrah! I can cook, hurrah!" he said while soaring with excitement.

"Don't be too husnudzon. Try the chicken soy sauce first," said Dimas.

"What's wrong with the soy sauce?" asked Fania with a worried face.

"Not a charade, is it?" I asked because I hadn't tasted it either.

"No way to be bored. I cooked it really well" Fania said confidently. "Hey, bad brother! What's less than my chicken soy sauce?"

"Less much, ha-ha," Dimas said with a laugh.

"Seriously? That mean it's good too?" Both of Fania's eyes widened.

"I didn't say it was delicious either" Dimas said.

"But you indirectly praise me, don't you?"

"I don't praise you either" Dimas replied with a laugh.

Fania sighed in annoyance, then took a piece of the soy sauce chicken and bit it. Fania stopped when her teeth would chew her. It was shaking, making me curious.

"How does it feel? What good?" my many.

Fania grabbed a piece of tissue, then mopped it. His face looked cringing.

"What's wrong?" ask again.

Dimas laughed and said, "That's a sea chicken, not a soy sauce chicken."

"meaning?" my many.

"Well, yeah, it's a sea chicken. It's so salty, ha-ha."

"You said it was less. I think it's a compliment. Syndicate turns out. It sucks!" fania was upset.

(Gagal maning .. failed maning ... Fan. Ha-ha)

***

"Honey, sultry, here. Shower, yuk!" bring Dimas to me who is sitting on the balcony with Fania.

Fania looked upset. "Not heat me up like that."

"Who is heating up? We always take a shower, right?"

"No, Fan. Don't believe it," I'm telling you.

"I also want to take a shower" said Fania. "But I don't have a change of clothes."

"I exist. Just wear mine. A lot of new clothes I haven't worn."

"Well, really?"

"Hm .. let's take a bath together, Fan," asked me who made Dimas' expression turn sullen.

Fania and I headed to the room.

***

After taking a shower, the doorbell suddenly sounded. Looks like there's a guest. I combed my hair and put on a hijab.

"Fan, I'm out first, okay?" I said to Fania who was wearing clothes.

I went out to see who was coming. Maybe the surprise Dimas said. Yeah, it might be. However, when I was going down the stairs it turns out that the one who came was Rudi. Bi Mur invited him in.

"Fania's here?" ask Rudi who is at the bottom of the stairs.

"Yes, Rud."

Rudi walked up. "I need to talk to him."

"She .. is in my room."

I also took Rudi to Fania. And when we got to the door, Fania came out with a big smile.

"Imania, how do I look? Do I look—" Fania stopped her saying. His face changed when he saw someone coming.

"Mania ...." Rudi looked at Fania unblinking. "You .. are so beautiful."

Fania's red face was praised by Rudi like that.

"MasyaAllah, Fania. You look so beautiful and godly" I said.

"Eghem! Pickpocket brother, is that you?"

Dimas who had been sitting on the sofa also approached. She also could not believe Fania's drastically different appearance changes. Fania looks so beautiful with a fashionable Muslim dress. The pashmina he was wearing was also very suitable on his face. Not expecting, Fania can be this beautiful when hijab.

I took a few steps back and pulled Dimas towards the sofa. I want to let Rudi be fascinated to see the current look of Fania. Let Rudi feel in love with Fania. Maybe from here, their relationship will improve.

I sat on the sofa, not far from where they were standing. So, we can still hear their conversation clearly.

"Fania, you are very beautiful" praised Rudi not to be separated from his amazed look at Fania.

"Thank you ...," Fania replied in embarrassment.

Rudi was speechless. So, he took Fania to the balcony. I went back to listening to their conversation.

"Darling, take a shower, go!" my orders.

"A little while."

"The night hunt."

"All right, sweetie."

Dimas went to the bathroom to take a shower. While I pretended to read the magazine, when I was originally curious about what would happen next to Fania and Rudi.

Hayo's? Surely Readers are also curious, huh? Patience .. will be continued, really. See you in the next episode, okay? Don't forget LIKE, COMMENT, VOTE, AND SHARE THIS NOVEL, HUH? THANK YOU ...!

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