Reaching Surgaku
Between Me, You, and Him

While el who is still busy with his salary in the workspace, he does not care at all what and how alma is, and how, all you think about is how you can get Sandra to no longer be angry with him and to reply to all the messages from him.

Last night el tried to contact Sandra repeatedly but her lover still did not want to reply to messages or pick up the phone from el, he said, even before Sandra sent all the goods that had once been given to her. Tired of waiting for news from Sandra el even to realize that she fell asleep in her study all night.

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El wakes up from his sleep and picks up the phone that rings on his desk, seeing a message from Sandra. Eagerly read the message sent by her lover. Already from a few days ago Sandra was difficult to contact and never reply to messages from him. Sandra also never wanted to meet el when she visited the apartment or hospital where Sandra worked.

" El, can we meet at the cafe usually in an hour??"

Without thinking long el immediately agreed to the invitation to meet his lover, el has long been waiting for news from her lover's sandra. He knew his lover was angry with him because of the arranged marriage between his parents. In the lyrics of the circular clock in his hand, the clock shows eight in the morning. El rushed to take a shower and prepared to meet sandra at the place agreed upon by the two.

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In the morning, Alma woke up and prepared coffee for her husband, put the coffee in the family room as usual because her husband will sit there while reading the newspaper and drink the coffee he prepared, all night el was in his study not out until morning.

While waiting for her husband to come out of her study, Alma cooked her husband's favorite food, fried rice with half-cooked beef eggs. Shortly afterwards el came out of his study just as Alma finished putting two dishes of fried rice on the dining table.

" Morning Mas, eat first. Alma already masakin fried rice favorite of mas mumpung new mature so still hot." I offered my cooking with the sweetest smile in the world hoping my husband would be happy with what I was doing.

But unexpectedly, mas el did not even glance at the food I had served with great difficulty on the dining table, he just rushed into his room and was like he was in a hurry.

After some time in his room finally mas el came out too, I offered the fried rice that I had cooked with passion and hope that mas el will greedily shoot it. But again only disappointment that I get from his attitude, he really does not care about my words at all.

He did not even touch the coffee that I had prepared since morning which may now have begun to cool because of the room temperature that does use AC. Though usually Mas el always spent his coffee when I make it, he will sit back on his couch spending coffee while eating a snack that I prepared for his friend to read the newspaper or just check his work in the office.

" You are the one who eats. I'm going out, don't wait for me 'cause I'm gonna be late."

Again Mas el passed me by and put on his shoes, after which he rushed to pick up the car keys he used to put on a small hanger attached to the wall near the light switch.

Where is he going? Why the rush? Is he going to meet that woman, the woman he loves?

Making out all the possibilities like this made my heart ache. Especially when imagining my husband meeting another woman, I know he married me because of the arranged marriage arranged by our parents, but did not know that because of the fog at that time my heart was attached to him. It was because of his promise that I dropped my heart on him.

Mas el walked towards the door with firm and steady steps. I hurriedly grabbed Mas el's hand when he was about to get to the door. I kissed the back of my husband's right hand because that's where his riddho came from.

" Heart on the road?! Don't forget to eat." Even though my heart aches with her attitude, I still love her.

Mas el just kept quiet with his flat face, Sejurus then stepped back his legs away without looking back at the slightest.

Duh gusti, I'm like a starless gray night. I am like a moon whose light dims shut in a cloud. Where should I complain if my lover doesn't have one. Until when my race will reach him, I will someday win his heart. Can I stay by his side until then.

Feeling a sad heart like this makes me want to pour into the arms of ummi, because only ummi is the most comfortable place in the world. But where might I be able to go to the ummi place with a situation like this considering ummi once gave me a warning first that I should not bring out my household problems, he said, even ummi forbade me to visit him if not mas el who drove me home.

Being alone at home without this kind of busyness makes me feel like time is going very slowly even like stopping walking.

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El is seen elsewhere where he has reached the place where he will meet his lover. And now there is a sandra that is sitting waiting for him in a cafe that became his second favorite place when he wanted to meet first. Sandra was silent without a word coming out of her mouth, just staring at el in anger. Emotions and disappointment rule the sandra of the moment.

Clear thoughts were no longer there, all that was left was his wrath and anger. Because the man in front of her had been suing her by marrying another woman, without much talk Sandra cut off her relationship with el, Sandra felt that everything was over when she said kabul ijab for other women.

" Dear, I know you're angry. But I beg you to listen to my explanation first." el tried to give his lover an understanding of the real situation.

" I did marry her but she's just a wife on paper no more, nor do I have any feelings for her. Even the two of us slept in separate rooms all this time, me and her were tied to nothing but this fucking wedding." Bright el with a slightly high tone because he felt tired of his current position.

" Whatever it is el, you're married to him. Then what about me, there's no hope for our future relationship el."

" Dear, please give me time. I'll divorce her but I need time." Clearly el.

" What time is it again."

There are many conversations and debates going on between the two. Sometimes elevate each other's tone, sometimes sandra that looks emotional, blocked el who looks a lot to say sorry and repeatedly sandra shed tears.

" I can't divorce her for no reason, papa and mom won't. I need a good reason to divorce her so that papa and mama don't go against my decision." Added again.

" then? What are you going to do."

" I'm going to make him feel less at home next to me so he's the one asking to be separated from me."

" You're sure he's asking for a divorce."

" I'm gonna get her to divorce me."

Sandra who heard el's explanation seemed to regain her hope of being able to be with the man she loved, They both seemed to find a bright spot for their problems, sandra agrees to all his requests on one condition, and asks el not to get too close and keep his distance from Alma, he also asked el to spend more time to accompany sandra and often visit the place of sandra. Inevitably el could only comply with her lover's request, before Sandra changed her mind and became angry again.