
"I just had to chat. I asked him what he was up to, but Lia had not answered," continued Luna.
"I'll follow Lia to the terminal" said Lutfi who immediately moved and then ran away from the place.
The handsome young man drove his car at high speed towards the terminal. He overtook everything in front of his car while honking.
It only took fifteen minutes, the car Lutfi was driving into the angkot terminal area and the city bus.
The young man parked the car with the origin, he then immediately went down and circulated a sweeping view of the terminal area that was not how wide.
While in an angkot that had just entered the terminal, Aulia was preparing to go down to change the angkot that headed to the city where the destination was to return home.
The young woman undoes her intention of coming down from the angkot when her net catches the shadow of someone she knows so well, a figure she had just met at the reunion venue.
'Lutfi's? Is that true, him?' inner Aulia, asked. 'No, I can't meet him. I'd better hide here first.'
The distance of the angkot car where Aulia was still hiding in Lutfi's car, was so close. To make the hijab woman become misgivings.
Aulia also had a chance to see, Lutfi stared at the angkot he was riding and as fast as lightning the beautiful woman bent her body so that her existence was not visible from the outside.
After a while of hiding, Aulia circulated a look about to come out and look for another safer hiding place. 'Toilet 's. Yeah, I'd better get there.'
Aulia rushed down from the angkot and slipped among the parked carcasses to go to the toilet.
'For what, Lutfi came here? Didn't the reunion just start?' Aulia wondered inwardly, while walking towards the toilet.
The young woman was able to breathe with relief, after arriving inside the toilet. Right at the same time, his phone rang.
Aulia immediately retrieved the phone from inside the black hanky bag. 'Luna?' His forehead is crinkling deep.
"Hello, Lun. Assalamu'alaikum," said Aulia as soon as the green phone drawing button had been sheared to receive a call from her best friend.
"Lia, where are you now? Up what? I'm chatting you're not opening?" there was a voice across that sounded worried.
"Lutfi follows you to the terminal, Lia. He's been there now. You're riding an angkot, right?" luna continued, asking.
"She is very worried about you, Lia," added Luna before Aulia had time to answer questions from her friend.
'Lutfi worried about me?' ask Aulia to herself. 'No, no. It's not banar. I'm still a wife and she, she has a fiancee." The mother of one child shakes her head.
'We can't be together anymore because I don't want to hurt other women, just like I don't want to be hurt by other women.' Aulia's tears suddenly trickled down, recalling the incident at the hotel cafe earlier.
"Lia, why are you quiet? Where are you now?" Luna's voice spread the reverie of Aulia.
In a hurry the young woman shrank in tears, she then cleared her throat to neutralize her voice so as not to be heard when she cried.
"I've been in the cab, Lun," retorted Aulia who had come back to lie.
I heard the friend take a long breath. "Yes already Lia, you be careful, yes," Luna's message, attentive.
"Send greetings to your father-in-law, papa, not your mother-in-law who is like the mother-in-law in the soap opera flying fish," continued Luna, joking. Aulia's best friend was then heard chuckling across there.
Aulia would not want to laugh. "Hush, it can't be the same old man, Luna. However, he is Mas Han's mother," he said later, reminding.
"Yes already, Lia. I want to go to the event" said Luna who immediately hung up the phone without saying hello.
Aulia could only shake her head while staring at the cracked screen of the phone here and there, which had returned to the main screen.
Aulia hastily deactivates the data package, worried that someone might call her back.
After a while inside the toilet and feeling that it was safe outside, Aulia rushed out.
'Finely, I took a taxi just so it would be faster to the house of his mother Luna, ' Aulia murmured to herself.
Aulia was still frowning, making sure that there was no Lutfi in the place she had seen earlier. The hijab woman was relieved, after not seeing the existence of Lutfi's car and the person.
The mother-of-one rushed out of the terminal, to intercept a taxi passing by the highway.
Aulia walked a bit away from the terminal, so that the taxi driver would want if dismissed. Sure enough, not long after Aulia walked a little away from the angkot terminal, she got an empty taxi that would take her home.
"To the old town yes, sir," pinta Aulia after sitting on the back bench.
"Well, Ma'am," replied the taxi driver, friendly.
The blue taxi drove immediately, heading to the area requested by the passengers.
Along the way home, Aulia's thoughts continue to be on her husband and Cynthia, her next door neighbor.
'How long have they been in contact? Why am I this stupid, not knowing the relationship between the two of them?' Aulia lamented her stupidity that could not smell the bad taste of her husband.
'So all this time Mas Han always praised Mbak Tia and often compared me to him, it's because they both have a special relationship?' Aulia's tears came back.
It hurts Aulia's heart, knowing the betrayal committed by the husband she had been defending to stay by Handoyo's side.
'I'm still trying to be sincere all this time you've been treated unfairly, Mas. I also kept quiet, when your mama thought of me as a maid rather than a daughter-in-law.' Aulia wiped the tears with her thumb.
'But for this betrayal, I'm ...."
"Which old town is next door, Ma'am?" The baritone voice of the taxi driver who asked, made Aulia forget for a moment about the husband who had an affair with her own neighbor.
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