
Naya walks ahead of Rudian into the house, keeps her bag on the sofa and nods her body there. He looked at Rudian who was also looking at him sharply, sitting before him.
"Are you lying to me? Where could be someone who's nobody, but drove you home, huh?"
"Why did Kanda come home, usually Maghrib just came home?" tanya Naya switched the conversation and was lazy to discuss about Ares, the person who drove her home.
"Don't divert my words. There must be something you're hiding, otherwise why would you avoid it?"
"I'm not lying, nda.who drove me earlier, a customer at the restaurant. I don't know whose name it is either. But I know her son" said Naya smiling faintly, remembering Yoni's cute face.
"That means you've met a lot, dong. Just be careful if you're cheating!"
"What do you mean, Manda.? I will not commit such heinous acts, fornication is forbidden in religion, as is cheating. Naudzubillah... Astaghfirullah," said Naya, as she stepped into the bathroom.
"I'm just reminding you, Naya! Don't do anything, just because you don't like your mother's request, then you." said Rudian in a loud voice, he still sat on the sofa.
Naya stopped her steps. He went back to Rudian, and bowed his body to him.
"What does Kanda mean, what are the words of my mother that can make me dislike?"
"That's... Yep... Mother's words asking me to get married again." Rudian said expressionlessly.
"Oh, that one. Kanda, even if I don't like it. But I'm not gonna cheat. Are you suspicious, or are you trying to cover something up?" straightening up, his heart started to heat up.
Tired after work has not disappeared, but the return of her husband who is out of habit actually makes them quarrel.
Actually, their household relationship was fine for four years, only the last two years which then began to be filled with many problems, especially about children.
Kanda and dinda calls that have been attached as affectionate calls began to sound rarely from Rudian's mouth.
"Have it, I as a husband just reminded you"
"Or are you jealous?"
"What am I jealous of. I just hate to see you being ushered in by another man. I thought you were cheating on me, but I haven't started it yet" Rudian said, leaving Naya to go to the bathroom and closing the door.
"What, so you intend to cheat? Istigfar Kanda's. Istigfar!"
Doc! Doc! the sound of the bathroom door being knocked over by Naya, evaporated her sense of regret.
'What that meant, cheating, even before he started. Are you really cheating? But isn't getting married again better than getting dirty like that? Ahq... No, no, neither is better. Who's Kanda, who's got two wives?'
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In Ares' car.
"Papa, isn't it weird that Yoni doesn't relapse?" Tanya Raya was still curious.
"Not strange. There may indeed be some strangers, who do not make Yoni nauseous or relapse."
"I think it's weird. You spoiled child. Why do you have to have allergies like that, is it because you haven't had a mother since you were born?"
Ares did not answer, saying it was just a coincidence.
If only there were a baby sitter who had worked on him could be like Naya, who did not make his child's allergies relapse. Then he won't be troubled like this.
Biasai, who takes care of Yoni is his mother. But today, however,
Ares, has given up looking for a companion who can take care of his children. Not because he had no desire for women, but the condition of his son was the one who forced him to give up. Although he himself was tired, had to take care of family and work without the help of a companion.
Giving up does not mean losing, but if he can still find a woman who can indeed adapt to Yoni, would want to make him a wife.
"Why not be curious about the aunt? Papa, I think, that aunt _ _ "hurpation is interrupted.
"Ulus. Shut up, don't talk to anyone anymore." Ares interrupted his son.
Then Silent.
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Naya continues her activities by cooking for dinner. When he gets the morning ship, then he can cook for dinner. But when Naya gets the afternoon ship, then she will cook breakfast for the two of them.
The atmosphere was still stiff and cold. The smell of anger still enveloped both of their hearts. Rudian really did not like to see his wife delivered by a man. Moreover, the man who drove Naya home earlier, looks better than her.
It was the first time Rudian had seen Naya being driven by a private car. Usually he only uses ojek, or other public transportation.
At dinner, Rudian was still curious about the incident, but Naya's face seemed reluctant to discuss it. So he chose to talk about another topic.
"So, there was an incident at the factory. Employees at the demonstration asked for a raise. So mass strike. That's why I came home early"
Rudian's remark astonished Naya, and she asked, "why not pick me up?"
"That's gonna pick me up too. Apparently, there are other men who are already. It's natural, right, that I'm upset?"
"sorry. That was his son who was convinced together. I refused, but his son came home with me."
"Well, you're familiar. Have you known him for a long time?"
"Eh, I told you, just got to know her son today" Naya said scowlingly. "I was lazy to talk about it... Why make it clear that Kanda doesn't believe."
"Whatever. Do you know which good is bad?" rudian said, finishing his dinner.
Naya nodded.
"You dong too, be careful. In the factory many beautiful girls. My friends in the factory used to be pretty, people who were not strong, could be easily tempted."
Hearing Naya's words, Rudian suddenly coughed. Naya handed her the water and patted her husband's back gently.
"Oh, yes. Tonight I need to, Tio invited me to play chess in her new home. So don't wait for me to go home, just sleep first" Rudian said as he shifted his chair and left the table. "I might go home tonight."
Naya understood, this has become her husband's habit the last few months, go have fun with her friends. If you say it like that, it means Naya will sleep alone until after midnight, and no need to wait for Rudian to come home.
"I brought a spare key. Sleep early yes" Rudian said as he passed, turning on the motorcycle that had just paid off the installment. Then. leave Naya alone clean up the rest of their dinner.
He must immediately go to work early in the morning, until all the homework he finished at night. Even sometimes he tasted concocting his cooking at night, until after dawn he could quickly clean up the dishes he had to prepare for breakfast.
'O Allah give me patience, what is the state of the household that has been built for a long time, will be like this as well. No more romance in it?'
Feeling neglected.
Seriate