The Naughty Disciple Trap
Aami...

Shayu and Arta prepare to board the plane as the announcement is heard. Shayu smiles seeing Arta fast motion helps her carry a suitcase. Both of them stepped up with Shayu trying to focus. Before actually going far Shayu had a look back. He smiled bitterly and then continued his steps.

"You why? His face is pale? Do I need medication before boarding the plane?"

"No, I'm healthy. You ask me to take drunken medicine? Ecco you!" said Shayu who then went first. I don't know why it feels so bad. There is a doubtful heart and something that confuses.

Arta then stepped back to follow Shayu by carrying two suitcases at once. He remembered the message from Satria. Start to understand if Shayu is not hers even though it is difficult to accept. Try to be sincere even if there is a wounded heart. His attitude still looks haughty Shayu affairs, but seeing Shayu who loves Satria so much makes him realize that he can not force his will.

While behind there Satria tried hard to be able to break through. He wanted to thwart his wife's departure, to attract the attention of others and make a bit of a fuss.

"Sir I just want to go in for a while. There's my wife's stuff left inside."

"But sir, there are rules if you can't carelessly enter other than the passengers of the plane. It must have been a farewell, right sir? We provide a place for the family to drive. If anyone wants to be given can be left to us."

"But sir, this is important and cannot be represented. I must be Sir. Please sir, don't stop me this time. I promise it won't be long." Satria insisted on entering but the officers did not allow it. His eyes turned red and continued to rebel some officers who continued to block him, until he was stunned when he learned the plane that Shayu was boarding had taken off.

Shayu had left, there was no more chance for him to banish and plead to stay. Satria breaks away from the officer who is still blocking his body. He looked down at the gift Shayu gave him. Worry, panic, and anxiety instantly enveloped. However, disappointment dominates more than any other feeling.

Satria fell silent, she stepped back with a messy heart. Rubbed his face rough and before long his body fell to the floor. Limp, as if there was no power. His hope suddenly disappeared, even his body seemed boneless. Dismissed already, his prayers were answered but fate did not want them to gather.

Satria got up and walked back. Stepping away and then sitting in the chair he had occupied. His tears trickled to see the contents of the gift from the wife. His chest is tight, his heart is not bad. He sobbed in silence. Subduing the head with a trembling body. Closely holding small objects that have so great meaning in his life.

"Darling, why did you just say? Why are you leaving? Didn't you think about how I was? How's our son? Hix... Hicks..." Satria didn't care much for the attention. He doesn't care about himself being a spectacle. Today was the hardest day of his life until he didn't care about himself.

I don't know how many hours Satria's been sitting there. Shedding sadness until his eyes were puffy. It was dusk when he got out of the airport and stepped into his wife's car. For a moment he looked towards the entrance. Silence watched with almost nothing left of despair until she decided to really leave.

"Be careful you guys..."

Satria wiped her tears and focused on the road. Trying to be strong even though his body is weak. Shayu brings something she dreams of, leaving behind heartbreaking memories.

Satria pulled over her car in front of the big mosque, she got off right there. Come in and be sanctified immediately to carry out his duties. Throughout the verse he chanted, his tears kept collapsing uncontrollably. Drop by drop falls to the end of the rakaat.

The sky was getting dark right now he was struggling. He looked up both hands for the good of his little family. Especially the wife who left by bringing a new little creature to grow. Not forgetting he said a word of gratitude after his prayer was affirmed and the presence of the little creature made the marriage bond stronger despite having to be separated.

"Aamiin..."

Satria left the mosque right bada isya. He drove his car to his mother-in-law's mansion to exchange the car for his motorbike. Do not forget to also take important items to take home.

"Loh Mas Satria just got home? Wanna eat? The Mbok happened to cook Mas."

"No Mbok, I just want to hitchhike and clean up and go home" said Satria.

"Don't stay here to, Mas?"

"No Mbok, later if Shayu has gone home. I went upstairs first, Mbok. Excuse me," said Satria and immediately ran up the stairs while Si Mbok frowned to notice. He was eager to see Satria's face with reddened eyes.

"Kasian Mas Satria, must be very sad."

Before entering the room Satria first took a deep breath. There are many memories with my wife. It made his heart weak. The first look fell on the photo of Shayu neatly displayed on the wall, then the second photo that had not been made long ago.

"How's it going, honey?" Not Satria did not want to follow, but Shayu's decision to leave was already representing his desire that was so strong and could not be torn down by anything. That was what made Satria so disappointed.

Satria immediately cleaned up after packing her things to take home tonight. Bring some clothes for the wife to the penghantian miss, then immediately go from there. He could not if it had to linger, especially the memories of beautiful nights so strongly remembered.

"That hot night will repeat itself later after you come home, dear and this room will be cold again until we return."

Almost late at night Satria just got home. He stepped in when you just happened to want to lock the door.

"Why did you just come home? Where to, Le?" asked the father staring fully investigate.

"Already packing my things sir. I'm staying here again sir" said Satria.

"What are you talking about? There in! Eat first if you have not eaten, as in anyone's house," said the father who then locked the door.

"I go into the room first sir, later if hungry I must be the tomb."

"Don't neglect your health, you're so upset. Hence so the husband should be able to decide, which is firm! Gayane let go but only as soon as he cried a mouthful. Your eyes are as big as an elephant!"

Satria did not reply, she immediately stepped towards the room with an inexplicable feeling. Open the room door and put his bag on the study table. However, before long the sound of knocking from the outside pulled his attention then immediately stepped up to open the door.

"Eat Mas, haven't eaten all day, have you?"