Testamentary Wedding
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Prana gave her eyes all over the class. The guy was drowning in front of the window of class XII IPS 1. However, the trunk of the human nose he sought was not visible.

"Hayo loh! Why are you so rich." Jesi who just came was immediately caught by Prana who was engrossed in her activities.

"What is so rich? This person, you class too," said Jesi who was confused by his friend's behavior.

"Oh! I tau. You must be looking for your wife, right?" guess the Jesi. And the girl wasn't wrong. Prana is indeed looking for the whereabouts of Anggi.

"Lo can make a little noise, can't you, Jes? We are in this school" Prana replied to commemorate Jesi who was not aware that his voice was like a mosque toa.

Jesi giggles shamelessly. "Yes sorry. But, I'm really, right?" he said, fishing a guy in front of him.

"He didn't come in, Jes?"

"Lo's her husband, right? I asked him." Jesi scoffed while observing the nails on her fingers and the shoes she tapped on the floor.

Prana then clucked. "Lo must have known, right about me the same Anggi? Why didn't he come in?" The guy starts to get caught off guard because Jesi never gives an answer.

"Yes. He didn't come in, but I can't tell you why. Anggi again do not want to see you," he explained honestly and what it is. Indeed Anggilah asked her best friend not to tell her husband.

Prana's expression changed instantly. His heart immediately shrunk as Jesi blurted out those words. Is that how his wife was to him?

"Jes, please. Please tell me. I really need to talk to him. I know if I am wrong. I-i"

“Gue ask for help very lo, Pre. Please, don't bother Anggi for a while. He's really down again. I feel sorry for him. Please," Jesi's pinta made Prana completely lost hope.

Afterwards, the girl leaves immediately, leaving Prana still haunted by the shadow of his poor wife. Both knees felt weak for a moment. His heart was sliced in remembrance of last night's events.

***

Prana is really careless and stuffy with everything. The big house felt very empty and quiet. The shadow of his wife's innocent pretty face kept on flashing through his eyes every guy was closing his eyes. Hoping that sleep could forget all the shadow of the lawyer that happened lately turned out to be wrong. Prana is even more haunted by her guilt when she can not hold her wife to leave.

"Why am I so rich?" Prana monologues while shuffling her hair in annoyance.

The guy was already at the peak of his frustration. He misses the voice of his wife who sometimes screeched the eardrum when the girl was cheerful. He misses the attention of his wife he never cared about. He misses the stories that come out of his wife's mouth. He misses the scent of his wife's perfume. He misses Anggi. Prana misses all the things that are in his wife, namely Anggia Soraya.

Feeling uncomfortable with everything, the guy finally ventured to call Anggi. However, it turns out that the expectation that his wife will pick up the phone from him is still an expectation and will not become a reality. Already the tenth time Prana tried to contact Anggi, but it turns out that the girl really still does not want to deal with her husband again.

***

"Not trying to lift it up, Nggi?"

Anggi nodded quickly. The desire not to talk for a while with the person he loves is already unanimous. His heart was already disappointed with the haughty attitude of Prana.

"Gue's really sprained on her, Jes. I fear I even mengeluarin words that actually make him hurt later," explained Anggi as resigned to the situation.

"Si Prana must be lonely at home there is no lo, so the call continues," said Dion co-opted into the topic.

"I'm sorry, not about yesterday." Bima was also involved in their conversation.

Tonight the Anggi house is crowded. There are Jesi, Dion, and Bima who deliberately visit and accompany the girl. They were very concerned about the condition of one of their friends who became like that. The reason Anggi did not enter school today is none other than because the girl fell ill. Maybe, because Anggi was thinking too much about his life problems.

"Uluh-ten. Call him still me-you. Uda, you guys just turn it around, " said Dion while grinning shamelessly. Maybe the guy talks as good as his head.

"Lo Ngawur, Yon. Anggi, it's Miss Virgo now," Jesi spray upset herself seeing Dion's behavior.

Dion giggles like a five-year-old. "Jew, Nweng. I can end up with Prana later," he said while shivering in horror.

Laughter broke out between them all.

***

"Your nature remains, yes Nggi. Always ngeyel when told. You are still sick, why make yourself rich gini anyway? After all, I can also buy everything myself."

Bima was unceasingly nagging Anggi. Because, the girl insisted out of the house these nights. In fact, it is clear that the girl is sick and needs rest.

"No need to worry, Bim. My man is fine. Sans," explained Anggi convinced Bima that he had indeed felt much better than before.

They are now in a supermarket not far from Anggi's house. Dion asked for a snack. Meanwhile, Anggi is not having food stock in his house. So, get them here. Bima has strictly forbidden Anggi not to come with him. However, the girl cannot be banned.

"Yes already. Here, put on my jacket. You fear you will get sick later. Hawanya is cold again," said Bima while thrusting a new jacket he released from his body and wrapped it on the tiny body Anggi.

"Thank you, Bim."

"Watch?"

The baritone's voice managed to make the two turn their heads towards the source of the sound. And the voice was familiar to Anggi's ears. His heart immediately rippled to hear the voice calling his name. Who else if not Prana?

"Relse. I'm gonna have a word, please." Prana turned her facial water that had previously stared cynically at Bima, now she looks like a person who just lost hope in front of his wife.

However, instead of responding, Anggi actually quickly came out while carrying his groceries. His steps were hasty, as if fed up with seeing Prana's face. Prana who felt ignored was not silent. Soon the man was chasing his wife. Even with Bima who followed the two.

"Relse. Please, just a second. I thought I was wrong yesterday. But-"

"Come, Bim. We go home," Anggi asked without looking at Prana.

"Anggium. I beg you." Prana has completely lost her mind. The man even to the brim, pleading in front of Anggi. To the extent that the three people are now the center of attention of the people around him.

"Stand, Mas. I don't want people to think macems" Anggi said, helping Prana stand up.

Anggi then breathed a heavy sigh. The girl slowly looked at her husband's bead. "I can't, Mom. Please, you know me" she said, looking at her husband.

It is undeniable that not only Prana who is being hit by longing, but Anggi also of course. But what can I do. The girl was already disappointed with the husband she loved so much. He needs time.

"Negg." Prana tried to grab his wife's hand, but Anggi just immediately sauntered from there and got into Bima's car.

"Don't be forced" said Bima with a feeling of not having the heart to see Prana like that. Prana is really fragile at the moment. That is what was captured from the observation of Bima.

In the next second, Bima's car drove fast leaving a trail of smoke and all thoughts of chaos in Prana's mind. The guy roared while throwing his fist against the wall. For this time, Prana was very afraid of losing an Anggia Soraya.