The Secret Wedding's
T U J U H B E L A S
Mitha looked at the two humans before her with a look of disdain, especially at Clara who was currently displaying a triumphant smile.
Turning to stare at Azzar sharply, the face of the man before him was red withstanding anger, his breathing rising and falling.
"Om slap me for the sake of the child***** this?" Mitha said with a sigh.
"So talk! Don't be a girl who doesn't know manners and ethics! Your father must have cried there seeing your behavior!" Azzar snaps.
A slanted smile was glimpsed by Mitha, he looked at Azzar with a low gaze.
"Don't teach me, just teach this woman not to keep disturbing the peace of others!" Mitha swept her gaze towards Clara from head to toe.
"Squeals! Disgusting." Mitha spat right in front of Clara making the woman reflect back two steps.
After that, he left the two men. She cried so much that in the room, the girl bemoaned her fate.
"look well, look at your daughter-in-law's treatment of choice! My whole life has never hit me like that, the one you chose to slap me so hard. Not the pain in the cheek that I felt, but the pain in the heart."
Due to fatigue from crying, Mitha finally fell asleep on her stomach while hugging a pillow.
Time showed at 20:00, Mitha did not come to dinner together because of sleep. Slowly the girl squirmed in her sleep, and her beautiful eyes began to open.
Feeling that his stomach was very hungry, he went to the kitchen to make instant noodles. To relieve the boredom Mitha tuned music from her pinsel with a medium volume. Mitha sings to the music.
"You're ugly!" Hardik Clara suddenly arrived, I don't know what he was doing in the kitchen.
"Lo's face!" Mitha's reply made Clara grimace.
"God! Denger. Azzar is mine, you don't want to be his wife. That kid like you knows what household is all about! I'm sure you'll miss you from Azzar's life!" Clara was full of emphasis in every word she said.
"Aunty, whatever, auntie would say. I don't care, want aunty to turn over for my nykirin too, I don't care." Mitha stepped away from Clara while carrying a bowl of instant noodles.
After finishing the bowl, Mitha immediately washed the bowl clean. When he was about to go out to just enjoy the night air, it looked like a car that he knew was his car-in-law entering the villa yard.
Despite the confusion, Mitha waited for the person in the car to get out. The car stopped, get out Mr. Asep.
"Loh, Mr Asep? What's the night here?" Ask Mitha.
"To have you pick up non Mitha as well as Clara." Mr. Asep's answer made Mitha confused, why should I be picked up by a driver? What about Azzar? Did he not come home?
"Oh, now sir?" As the answer to Mitha's question, Mr. Asep nodded his head.
Mitha entered the Villa, while Mr. Asep talked with Mang Ujang who happened to have just returned from the stall.
"Sir Asep has come?" Azzar asked as Mitha packed her things, the man was struggling with his laptop on the bed.
"Hmm" since the incident this afternoon, Mitha turned even colder and indifferent to Azzar.
"Good, you go home with Clara. I've got business here."
Mitha did not touch Azzar's explanation at all, her hands were busy packing things. After that he left without saying goodbye.
"Mang, Bi Mitha came home first huh. Later if there is free time Mitha play again here. Mamang same Aunt take care of health. Assalamualaikum.." Mitha kissed the backs of the hands of both men.
"Sir, Mitha wait in the car huh."
***
"Az I go home first yes, you're good here. Hopefully, the business is finished so we can walk again. Bye Az."
"Yes, heart is on the way." Reply Azzar short.
"He'um. I'll tell you later that it's nyampe." Before leaving Clara took the time to kiss Azzar's right cheek.
Azzar was stunned to find a sudden kiss from Clara, yes even though they used to do this often. But now what Azzar felt was not like before, bland. Yeah, that's what it feels like.
For a moment Mitha's shadow flashed through Azzar's head. Like there was a sense of tightness in the chest remember clearly his hand that swung the slap of Mitha's club.
Yes, Azzar felt guilty for having done so to Mitha.
It had been five days from her return from the villa, Mitha turned into a more reserved girl. Different from before, who always wake Azzar, prepare a change of clothes, and food. Mitha no longer does that.
Azzar realized that his little wife was angry and disappointed in him, but to just apologize, Azzar was embarrassed.
***
The day after tomorrow is the school's birthday. Therefore, all members of OSIS are kept busy because of it.
"Later let me, Sera, Mitha Sama Rangga buy decorations. Others help with school preparation. Do not forget the consumption immediately record all the costs needed continue to ask for money to the Treasurer." Obviously Bintang, as the chairman of OSIS. All the members nodded in a sign of understanding.
"Get my car. I just happened to bring a car." Tawar Rangga's.
The four of them walked towards the parking lot. There was no conversation between them.
Rangga sat on the steering wheel while the next Star, Mitha and Sera sat in the back seat.
"Where is this?" Rangga opened the chat as the car started to exit the school area.
"Ke Mall aja Ngga, yesterday I checked into one of the decoration stores there, and it turns out there everything is complete." Reply Sera.
"okay."
Meanwhile, Clara was walking towards the Azzar's room. Many pairs of eyes were staring at him with all sorts of gazes.
But he did not pierce, the foot wrapped in high heels colored cream continued to run arrogantly. Without knocking on the door, Clara went straight into Azzar's room.
"Hey baby, so busy?" Said Clara with a voice made spoiled.
"Hufts. Ra, get in the habit of knocking on the door before you get in!"
"Yes, I'm sorry"
Actually Azzar's work is very piled up, his head feels like it will break thinking about the pile of files he has to do. With the arrival of Clara.
"Temenin I'm shopping yuk." Said Clara with sparkling eyes. Unheard of appearance Azzar random scramble because of stress thinking about work.
Azzar breathed a sigh of rage.
"I still have a lot to do, just shop with your friends. I'll transfer the money." Refuse the Azzar subtly.
Hearing Azzar's answer, the look on his face that had previously been clouded instantly. "But I want you to be the same. Come on Az, or do you want me to get Oma Rosa?"
"Bailah, but only for a moment!" Azzar resigned, he returned to tidying hair, tie and suit that had previously been out of shape.
"Yey! Thanks baby!"
Seriate....