
Then he threw away his face as if he did not know Ala. He kept passing by the girl, letting the blatant Ala stand there alone.
"U-Uda? Why?" his moans.
Ala followed her husband's steps. They went to a cafe there. Ala felt strange trying to pass back by deliberately hoping that the husband was surprised and realized his presence.
Even though they were sitting in positions that were not close together, but they were facing each other. Still, it means that he is having an affair with another woman because he left without telling Ala.
Ala had gone back and forth several times around their table, but her husband's attitude was still the same as before. The man only gave a flat response.
Feeling desperate, Ala sat down at the table next to her husband. He was still deliberately sitting on his face. She wanted to call her husband, but her mouth felt heavy.
"Bang, why? Why did you decide to end our story? Did you forget, a few nights ago you promised to end the story with her?" There was the sound of a girl sitting tight-lipped before her husband.
"Salma, honestly in my heart there is only you. But reality says something else. I'm married."
"But you don't love him. You are the one who says that I am what you always call in your prayers. I am the only one in your heart. Why do you want to end our relationship? I don't mind being second to you, as long as I keep you." The hijab-clad cry erupted and was very clearly heard by Ala.
Ala's feelings became rumbling when she heard him. His face was pale red and his body trembled.
🎵la la la🎵
Ala's feeling that was not because it became more chaotic because it was added again because of the ringtone sound on his phone. The two people who were arguing looked towards him.
Ala nodded to the two men. Then answer the call. "Assalamualaikum W...." Ala left the location.
Unbeknownst to him, the person who started to poultice with that voice was stunned. His head turned to glance back at the girl who had been pacing around nearby. "Yumira?" Syauqi got up about to chase after the girl.
"Where are you going?" salma asked to intercept the man.
"I'm sorry again. Let's just end it all. Sorry, I can't take you home." Syauqi went up and chased after the girl who answered the call earlier.
"He, Humaira?" The man rubbed his forehead heaving a heavy napa. His vision began to wildly search for the whereabouts of the girl earlier. It was the first time he had seen his wife's face. It looks red and very sad.
On the other hand, Ala hiccups in the embrace of her best friend Wawa.
"You why La? Why is it suddenly so cry? Is there something evil with you?" Wawa reached into the bag looking for the tissue he always prepared.
Ala immediately grabbed the tissue wiping the tears and water coming out of her nose.
"You why La? Answer dong? Don't cry like this?"
"Wa, let's go home," Ala got up and pulled her best friend's hand.
Wawa looked at Ala. He knew something that his best friend was hiding.
'Where should I go home? To the house of Umi or home ..' Inner Ala who is still confused with what he saw and heard.
After arriving in front of Ala's house with her husband, Wawa said goodbye. "You take a break. Who knows, it's quieter."
Ala waved her hand at her best friend. After making sure Wawa left, he looked at his cellphone which was chanting a ringtone that was quite loud.
On the screen of the phone, a contact's name is written "My Mother."
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Syauqi had been in his courtyard, getting down from the car rushing towards the door. However, it turned out that the door of the house was locked.
He took out the spare key that was always prepared and immediately opened it.
"Acrasnodity ..." With a loud voice greeting, he only found a quiet house.