THE SECOND MARRIAGE
POSSESSIVELY

“Ardi?”

“Wafa??”

Arsya held her breath that suddenly felt tight, she wrapped her hands on Wafa's waist possessively. “Why are there more rivals??” Inner Arsya.

“Loh, you guys know each other already??” Ask Harijaya.

“Iya sir, happened to be this Wafa my best friend from small. The world is indeed narrow, do not expect to see you again here.” Ardi replied, smiling at Wafa, Wafa did the same.

“Pak Ar is the head of product design in my company, and all the product details to be launched this is the design from it.” Harijaya with rasabangga.

“Waaah, congratulations yes Ar.” Wafa.

“Thank you Fa.” Ardi looked at Arsya who was just silent, he extended his hand to greet Arsya. “How are you Mr Arsya?”

“Good, how about you??” Ask back Arsya, he tried to behave normally even though his heart was hot.

“Alhamdulillah, I am also good.”

“Let's please Mr. Arsya, Mrs Arsya, enjoy the dish before our core event starts.” Said Harijaya again.

Arsya and Wafa nodded while smiling.

“You thirsty, don't you, baby?? I take a drink yah??” Arsya.

Wafa nodded, then sat down at one of the tables. Ardi followed Wafa, he sat before Wafa with a glass of cold drink in his hand.

“How many months have we not seen ya Fa??”

“Lumayan long yes Ar, about seven months. You've been working here for a long time?”

“Then you get married, I decided to find a job in Surabaya, and Alhamdulillah I was accepted in the company of Hari.”

“Kok we just met now ya Ar, whereas I quite often accompany my husband to his factory loh.”

“Oyah?? Maybe because I like it behind the scenes time well Fa.”

Wafa laughed without a sound. “You haven't changed Ar, you don't like being the center of attention the most.”

Wafa nodded confirming, because indeed Wafa did not like to be the center of everyone's attention. “Maybe it is also because God allows us to meet now Ar.”

“Iya Fa, God pity me.”

“Why is that?”

“No, I'm kidding Fa.”

From a different corner of the room, there were two people who were staring at the familiarity of Wafa and Ardi.

Arsya clasped her glass tightly looking at the laughter and smiles of his wife with others. But he must not be reckless and will eventually embarrass himself.

While in the other corner there was Sisi staring at Wafa and Arsya alternately, a sneaky grin rising from his lips. “Good, this is interesting. But what does Ardi have to do with Wafa? Why are they that familiar??” His inner.

***

“Ekheeemmm.”

The Deheman made Wafa and Ardi turn his head. Arsya approached Wafa and sat down next to the woman and kept the two drinks he had brought with him.

“Old pocket mas??” Tanya Wafa who was waiting for Arsya, too long with Ardi made Wafa uncomfortable.

“Sorry baby, I met the others first.”

Wafa nodded, he was a little surprised as Arsya clasped Wafa's hand which was located on the table. Wafa knows if there's anything different about Arsya. Although the man hid it by acting ordinary, but Wafa can feel if there is something different from Arsya.

Ardi also realized that, he said goodbye to Wafa and Arsya. “Fa, Mr. Arsya, then I say goodbye first.”

“Iya Ar.”

Arsya did not answer, he just looked at Ardi's back away with a sharp look like a lion staring at its prey. And a swipe on his arm made Arsya wake up and then look at his wife.

“What's the mas?” Ask Wafa.

Arsya shook her head, instead of answering, she just kissed the back of the hand Wafa she was holding.