Possessive Love
Beauty Salon

"Honey, where are you going after this?" david asked in the middle of their lunch at a five-star restaurant.

Yes, they just finished fitting a wedding dress, for the wedding reception to be held in three days.

"Mm .. to the salon yes, Mas," replied Aretha immediately stopped her activities for a moment.

"All right," David replied.

They refocused on their lunch. Aretha seemed to sip fruity lemon squash, as a cover of her activities. Not long after, they left the restaurant.

Ten minutes later, David is seen parking his car in a beauty salon that has become a subscription to Aretha.

They immediately rushed to get inside. However, suddenly their steps stopped, when they found two women who came out of the salon.

"Dave?" call one of those women Freya.

"You?" david said, rounding his eyes.

Freya turned her focus to Aretha, then pointed at her. "You ... Aretha, right?" the tanyanya still remembered the name Aretha.

"Yes" briefed Aretha.

Aretha looks not so surprised with Freya greeting her husband, because she already knows that they are ex-lovers. Not with David, though. The man was very surprised when he found out that Freya knew his wife.

"Darling, do you know him?" David turned his head, looking at Aretha questioningly. When did they know each other, he thought.

"Yes, Mas," replied Aretha as she returned David's gaze.

Yes, Aretha did not have time to tell David that he had met Freya. So, it's only natural that David felt surprised, when he found out that they already knew each other, even if only briefly.

A moment later Aretha thought back to the photo. Photos of David and Freya while in Bandung that still clearly remembered that Freya was holding her husband's hand. Her chest rumbled, however, she was not willing if her husband held onto another woman, especially her ex-lover. However, as much as possible he suppressed his jealousy. He tries to neutralize his feelings back in front of Freya.

"So, Aretha is your wife?" ask Freya to David. Apparently he could immediately guess who Aretha was.

"Yes" David said.

Aretha seemed to turn her attention to the woman standing beside Freya, who was none other than Indira, her college friend.

"Hi, indira, how are you?" her smile while smiling.

Indira seemed a little hesitant to answer, especially when she realized the look of hatred that David threw at her.

"A-aku—"

"You know each other too?" sela Freya cut off the conversation.

"Of course we know each other, we're college friends. In fact, one class," Aretha replied by not taking her eyes off Indira's face.

"He's your friend?" ask David to Freya.

"No, she's my cousin's sister" Freya replied.

"Oh, great! Teach him some manners!" adamant David, suddenly made Indira tremble in fear.

"You mean?" freya asked who clearly did not understand the meaning of David's words.

"Have you received our wedding invitation letter, Indira?" ask Aretha.

Indira lowered her head, then nodded her head, in response.

"Good, don't forget to come yes" Aretha said.

"What has he done to you?" freya asked full of investigation because it felt strange to see Indira's behavior.

"Well, you ask the guy yourself" David replied. "Come, Honey!" he added while inviting Aretha immediately in.

"Dave, wait!" call Freya who immediately stopped the steps of the two of them.

"I wanted to ask you about the photo you were referring to that night" Freya said.

Freya and Indira were silent, unable to do anything about it. They look at. Freya looked at Indira's face.

"What did you do to them?" tanyanya seriously.

Freya knows who David is. The man wouldn't be that angry, for trivial things. He believes Indira has done something fatal, making David angry. In fact, hating his cousin like that.

Indira was forced to admit his mistake in front of Freya, suddenly making Freya surprised and quite angry.

"You should apologize to them!" pissed Freya.

***

Aretha was already in a closed room, where she would undergo treatment there. Meanwhile, David was seen waiting in the waiting room while playing his dresser.

For almost two hours, Aretha did various treatments from the tip of the foot to the tip of the hair in there. David still looks faithful waiting for Aretha to come out.

The man appears to be scrolling his phone screen up and down. Sometimes he seemed to reply to incoming messages, either short messages or whatsapp.

Seconds so on. Minutes pass so fast. Three hours have passed. David was so agitated waiting for the wife who still did not come out as well, until boredom began to hit. He just found out that women will spend a long time if they are in the salon.

The man seemed to be tired of playing his game. Her hand turned to a beauty magazine that was in the waiting room. He seemed to be opening up sheet by sheet of the magazine. However, it did not last long. In fact, the magazine could not make David divert his boredom due to too long waiting.

"Ck! Do women always spend all this time, just for beauty?" who knows who the grunts are to. "Can't be treated at home? If I have to pay the beauty doctor!" irked him.

David slightly threw the magazine on the glass table, then reached back into his jeans pocket, took the phone he had put there.

David appears to be playing his thumb over the phone screen, while typing something.

Honey, is it still a while?

He sent a whatsapp message to his wife. However, there was no sign that the message had been read. David was getting upset. Just imagine, it had been more than three hours he waited there, but Aretha was still not finished as well. Turns out right, waiting for it was the most annoying thing.

David snorted violently, then leaned his body on the back of the sofa. He seemed to close his eyes. Instantly the sound of vibrating the phone resuscitated it. He immediately checked, hoping for a message or call from Aretha. But it was a call from my mother.

"Yes, Ma?"

"Dave, have you been to the boutique for wedding dress fittings?" ask my mom from across the street.

"Here, Ma, this morning. It's me again waiting for Rere treatment in the salon, a long time ago. Are women like that?" moaning David to the mother, suddenly made his mother a little giggling.

"Lho, Mama, are you laughing? It's great to see his son suffer" grumbled David.

"You're exactly like your father, son," Mary replied, still laughing at her son.

"Patient, that'll be for you too, son," he added, teasingly.

"Ck! Next time, take him for treatment together," said David. It seemed that he was looking for safety, so that Aretha would not ask him again to accompany her to the salon.

"Sometimes you take Rere" replied Maria.

They ended the conversation over the phone line. David returned to his body. It seems like four hours have passed.

"Mas!" call Aretha who suddenly stood before David.

David took a breath. "It's over?" tanyanya flat.

"It has. I'm sorry, if you've waited a long time" replied Aretha.

David got up from his seat. "It's okay. What it means four hours. To get your heart alone, I was willing to wait for a long time," he said in a slightly satirical tone, making Aretha slightly grinning her face.

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