The End of Hope
37 Eps. Yolas

Hearing the words coming out of Yola's mouth, Naya opened her eyes and straightened her back and replied.

"What do you mean? My and Rudian's business is none of your business!"

"Ah, I've only been here two nights, but have heard you refute your husband a few times" Yola said.

"I'm not arguing, I'm just straightening out the problem. So, what do you mean a couple of times. Are you eavesdropping on people's conversations?"

'That's right. There's an eavesdropper apparently here.'

"I'm not eavesdropping, but you're talking too loudly, I must have heard, right?"

"Then? You feel guilty, because it's been the cause of husband and wife quarreling?" hearing Naya's words, Yola was silent, she considered the words she was going to say.

"I didn't mean to interfere, I just reminded you. Yeah, we're living in one house now, so it's natural to remind each other."

'Considering what?'

"I know the limits to how to talk to my husband. Don't you teach."

"That means ka.." Yola's speech was interrupted because Rudian said, firmly.

"Of course, you don't fight. Shame on hearing the neighbors."

'Indeed, who did it because of first?' Naya monologue.

The human child who was involved in the love triangle was then silent, transfixed by each other's feelings.

"So, Yola. I still have some business with Naya go into your room" said Rudian, who was taken in by Yola.

The woman immediately headed to her own room and closed the door, but it was not very close. He could still hear whatever Rudian and Naya were talking about.

"And you, Naya. I don't want to see you delivered by a man anymore, let alone these nights. It's not good to see people, let alone to be judged by God."

"Can't the motorcycle driver either? then I'll be picked up by Kanda continue, dong? Alhamdulillah." Naya's words kept Rudian quiet, until Naya continued.

"Or better, I don't have to work anymore, because Kanda is the leader now. Your salary must be enough for your daily living expenses."

"Who said that. Don't be indictable." Hearing Rudian's words, Naya involuntarily laughed quite loudly. Ahk, he finally laughed too.

'Like that's what you're accused of, si'

"Why. Kanda afraid I'm making a living from bonus money or a monthly salary? Ck! It's an obligation."

"I know about my obligations, Nay. Don't be reminded, I didn't forget. But my salary is also not big. Moreover, mom is often sick now, so I add monthly money for mom."

"Then, me?" After Naya spoke like that, Rudian kept silent, leaning his head on the back of the sofa. It felt as if a heavy burden had just been placed on his shoulders.

'Even kanda used mom as an excuse. I've met my mother, she's fine. Bang Bagas took good care of mom.'

Naya's tears began to drip, without a sound. He again felt thousands of Zulfikar's swords being drawn towards him, slicing his heart. I feel unfairly treated, of course.

"Nay, I'm just worried that the guy might like you. I love you, Nay. Do not let you sin. Because the sin of the wife will be the responsibility of the husband." said Rudian again in a soft voice still with closed eyes.

"If it's about the person who sent me, you don't have to worry. I really have nothing to do. I love Kanda too. I won't be a sin to my own husband." replied Naya, wiping off the trail of her tears.

"Hmm.good. I believe in you, Nay."

"What about salary. Yola's got her share, how I am, Nda. Yola works, I work too. But why did he get it but I didn't?"

"Do you know from where si, sola my salary goes up and the position also goes up?"

"From Yola." Naya's words made Rudian sigh and turn to Naya.

"Don't use any more reason she's pregnant, Nda. That's not funny. It's not about getting pregnant or not, but about living, it's obviously got to be fair."

Why does Allah want an act which is called just and unjust? Maybe so that humans can become more taqwa. It is in His word that justice is nearer to obedience.

"Alright, I'll give you later, if payday. But don't protest a little. You are divided." replied Rudian slowly.

"I've known that Kanda's been on the payroll for the past three months. But I'm quiet, Nda. I wonder if you'll be honest or not. Apparently, heh." said Naya.

"What?! ask Rudian.

" Yes, it turns out that Kanda is already stuck with Yola. No woman can be a second wife if there is nothing she can make as a guarantee for her life. Including Yola." Rich Naya firmly.

'Yes, right. Whichever one wants to be made the second, third or fourth wife in the present day, with a poor man. If there is, the woman must be included in the book Guennes Of Record. Hehe's'

"So, you accuse me of matre, so?! Just yummy. Where's proof!" said Yola Suddenly exited the occupied room.

Yola came out wearing a sexy and transparent nightgown. Showing his body shape. Naya made head bobbles. Yola was like deliberately burning wood with the jealous fire of Naya.

Naya was sick of seeing the scene in front of her. He turned his gaze towards the sky while smiling. Smile at the situation he faces. But his heart was bleeding.

"Yola! Didn't I tell you to go to your room?" rudian said he didn't seem to like it.

"Bang, Naya has slandered me. Remember, slander is more cruel than killing" Yola said as if whining a child. Childist.

'When do I accuse matre, try? Oi. I'm just saying that all those wives need guarantees for their lives from the man who married her. It's not just you who need that. Moreover, the women who want to be used as additional wives, then he will need greater guarantees, usually. And it's not just you.'

"I'm sure Naya didn't mean that. Isn't that right, Nay?" and Nayapun nodded in question like that.

"Yes. Bang Rudi is the best... You know I married my brother not because of the material" Yola said, hugging Rudian's warm arms.

'Where is it?' Naya thumped in disbelief.

"Abang is different from my old husband, rough and likes to hit. That's why I want to be the same brother, because brother is very good and meek as me."

'Oh, is she a widow?' Naya stuck her eyebrows and then went to her room with nausea brought her stomach.

'Ah, now I don't have to get pregnant to make nausea feel like vomiting.'

Naya goes to clean herself up, boiling some warm water to pamper herself. Following the theory of the ancient Japanese, when it is hot, it drinks warm drinks so that the body becomes cold. So he flushed his head with warm water so that the heat on his head became cold.

After finishing the bath, Naya made a cup of sweet tea because it did not feel sleepy. That night just wanted to watch television to drive away the lonely. He had given precedence to praying Isya while still in the restaurant earlier.

But up on the sofa, it turns out there are still husband and wife who are still busy chatting together there.

'Do you have no room?' Naya's upset.

I wanted to pour hot tea on both of them. Butno. She loves her husband. It was love that made him break his anger logic.

She realized that it was not only her hands that held her husband's hands, and she realized that she had to be willing if her husband divided everything he had.

Naya returned to her room and changed her pajamas with her nightgown clothes that she rarely used, she was lazy to wear nightgown or tanktop model clothes and hotpant.

There was a sense of regret that seduced his heart, he now rarely paid attention through messages or when they were at home, he rarely said friendly words or spoiled with Rudian. He was very tired of working. Taking care of love is harder than getting it. Or also because the age of the wedding is long enough to all seem ordinary.

'O Allah, forgive me. Maybe it was my fault too. Is it because of this that my husband is easily tempted? Astagfirulullah.'

Naya exits the room, heading for the sofa where Yola and Rudian are sitting, wearing her pink nightgown. He stepped quietly, carrying a cup of warm tea in his hand. Hair is neat and beautiful. A gentle aroma of shampoo poured out from him.

Then in a graceful manner like the Korean artists in the drama she had seen, Naya sat sweetly before Yola and her husband. Then turn on the television that has been just as a decoration only.