The Young Married
Distrusting

A speck of clear hair fell onto the cheek. Draining the pain in his chest. As simple as that, the husband's mouth spoke talak. Although, at first he thought it would be slow to break up with Fatih, but when what he thought happened, somehow he was not ready.

However, what he and Fatih had passed through, slowly imprinted in the sanitary napkin, leaving a taste as smooth as silk, as clear as water in the well, as comfortable as the person who runs it, love as possible.

He never heard from Fatih again. I don't know what the man did, his head was reluctant to turn around even though he wanted to, his steps were already far away. Ghina, wiping away tears, walked through time that seemed to slow down.

"I ordered ojek?" tawar Ilham's. Ghina nodded, for it was also impossible for her to be in arms with Inspiration. As a wife, she can take care of herself. However, that status may no longer be attached.

"Na, aren't you papa?" tanya Ilham looked at the girl beside him m.

"Why is Fatih accusing me?" ghina asked, leaving Ilham stunned for a moment.

"Isn't what you should be thinking is, why did Fatih play behind you Na? you knew how he behaved? a lot of girls like to be close to him. Which man gave up that opportunity?"

Ghina looked at Ilham. "That's bad Ham's man's mind?"

"Yes Na. To be honest, it's not enough for just one woman unless she's faithful and afraid of God."

Ghina was silent, her chest tight to hear the words of Ilham. If so, sure enough, a lot of women who love her husband out there. And Fatih, as a normal man, certainly would not refuse if offered something that captivates it. Moreover, she as a wife has not fulfilled her obligations.

Finally, after fifteen minutes of travel, Ghina arrived at a modest urban housing complex. The houses are there, almost all in terms of decoration.

"Mira, I'm in front of your house."

Mira, his friend Ghina who had been chatted first by Ghina that she would come, immediately opened the gate. A warm smile welcomed the arrival of his college friends.

"Let's go in Na. Oh, you're rained on, right? spit, it's cold." Mira immediately takes Ghina's hand into the house. He looked pityfully at the pale Ghina.

"Mending you shower Na, rather than later your body hurts, usually if I'm rained anyway."

"I'm so nervous, I'm sorry Mir."

"Oh my God, relax. Well, put on my towel. I also have a new interior stock, not yet in use, so wear it too, for clothes, please choose the one you like."

"You didn't ask me why?"

"That's exactly what, you're fighting rain to my house, because you want a story, right?"

Ghina smiled blandly, then received a towel and all sorts of female interiors from Mira. He was also invited to see Mira's clothing collection and choose the right one for her.

"You always have to buy gini stock, right?"

"If the interior is yes, if later there are unexpected things, yes like your situation gini. There are also men in the house of Hihi." Mira closed her own mouth, feeling amused to mention it.

Ghina laughs, for some reason, seeing Mira's behavior always reminds her of Renata.

Mira deftly brought a glass of cold tea water as well as two packs of snacks, he put on the nightstand.

"Eat a snack first" he said and sat down by the side of his bed.

"Your face is hard to lie, huh Na? it seems like you have a problem."

Ghina laughed out loud, it was as easy as anyone else could read her. It is fitting that Fatih can immediately guess if he likes Inspiration while still in school.

"I don't know what your problem is, but as a friend, I'm very, very, ready to listen. Although, yes I am not a solution giver hehe." Mira opened a pack of snacks, thrusting at Ghina who was nodding.

"I ran away from the cost."

"really? what's up?"

"Maybe misunderstand."

"Why can?"

"He slept in another woman's place. And, he seems to suspect me of being the same other guy Mir. I was already angry with him, to the point that I said I wanted to go to the house. Go on, he said .. hiks."

Ghina was no longer strong enough to hold something tight in her chest. Made Mira look at him pity. His hands patted Ghina's shoulders.

"He said, if I go then fall talak."

"Innallingly." Mira's eyes were round, her hands covered her own mouth. It turned out that the problem Ghina was facing was not playful.

"How can your husband be that easy..."

"It was my fault that I left too. Me, sorry. During the trip to your house, I thought, how selfish I am Mir. Though I'm just scared, lost, hurt and abandoned."

"Ghina.." said Mira, whose face was sad. The corner of his eyes even water.

"Why don't you try to talk good, call him."

"I'm afraid, it turns out that he does want another woman Mir. The proof is, he didn't know me. And, the way he looked at me, as if to blame me. She couldn't believe that I could keep myself behind her."

"Prophe Na, maybe this is the beginning of the test in your marriage. Test whether you will survive or choose each other's lives. To me, that's it."

"But, I thought I'd split with her Mir."

"Astaghfirullah Na, really, why?"

Ghina looked at Mira, "sorry I told too many stories. But, since I believe, you can take care of it."

Mira nodded in spirit, her face serious. "We were forced to marry while we were still in school."

Flow the story from the beginning to the marriage of the relationship between Fatih and Ghina. Mira who had just learned the fact was shocked, astonished, to the point of feeling pity.

Elsewhere, a man ruffled his hair, for some reason his heart today was really upset to see Ghina and Ilham alone in the room. Not to mention, the events just now that show how his wife prefers other men than himself, even willing he talak just for the sake of someone who is nobody.

"Did he not love me all this time?" fatih muttered, the corners of his eyes watering.

His phone rang, making Fatih regain consciousness from his daydream, then see his coworkers calling.

"Yes Bram, what's wrong?"

"I can't go to the cafe today, can you? sandra also said there was an event. Today, the courier who delivered the extra table will come."

"Yes, calm down. I'll be there soon."

Raindrops that flushed the earth, making Fatih more and more forward vehicles. He recalled Ghina, what was his wife doing there?

"I must have found you Na. Please spend some time to calm yourself, "his mind.

The atmosphere of the cafe looks lonely, there are only two tables filled by lovers. Then, when the rain began to rain, the two couples actually came out after paying to the cashier. Seen, two men who each hold the girl, trying to be a hero of misfortune for her lover, by giving a jacket as their umbrella.

Two hours Fatih spent checking cafe expenses, until his employees one by one began to go home because it was time.

When he was done with his work. His mind recalls what happened a few hours ago. He massaged his head, a sense of regret bursting into his chest. Questioning why his tongue is so easy to say a sentence that is clearly hateful to God. So, has her status now been detached as a husband?

"Fath, you're still here it turns out." Sandra came into the room. Fatih looked up, smiling faintly.

"What's Dra?"

"I'm horrified of Bram, you take care of him today, replace him. If I come here, there's no business so tired."

The woman with the hairstyle that was now cut by the boat sat herself beside Fatih. "Tired too yes, a lot of business. How do you think Fath?"

"Lumayan, as long as we can balance between work and rest, I think even exciting."

"You are a man who works hard. Fits my type." Sandra's eyes stared at Fatih who had closed her laptop.

At that deep gaze by Sandra, Fatih was clearly uncomfortable. Just for the sake of appreciating the woman, he just smiled.

"Fath, you got a lot of business after this?"

"Lumayan. What's up?"

"No papa anyway. Just, want to have a chat. Bentar, can you spare some time? I'd like to make some coffee first, make it for you."

Fatih. "I don't want to coffee anymore, it's late in the afternoon. Ghina's waiting at home."

"I was horrified by Bram, she's your wife? really?"

"Yes Dra. Yesterday, I forgot to tell you she's my wife."

"I thought your sister."

"You love him, Fath?"

"That's Dra's privacy." Fatih does not like to be told about her feelings.

Sandra smile. "Wrong if you dare not say in front of others that you love. That's the sign, one of you there is only a sense. The others, looking in the other direction. Bener, isn't it me?"

"Maybe." Fatih replied unsure. He took his backpack and carried it to his shoulders.

"Are you having trouble with Fath?" ask Sandra seriously.

Fatih sighed. As much as possible, he covered his expression. "It looks like the rain is not Dra's mood. I'm home ya."

"I'm taking it outside."

Fatih just kept quiet, and passed by Sandra.

"Whatever problems happen to you. I'm ready to listen to Fath. Sometimes, the closest people, it seems difficult to listen to us. So, even strangers, like me and you now, though not deket, but it can be made a place to confide."

"What does a girl really feel like? not if he loves us? if she's not in love, then stay away?"

"That I can guess. Must be about your wife?" Sandra smiled in full search.

"I'm sure, who likes you a lot Fath. Why do you care about the feelings of people who are clearly not the same as you?"

They are now standing in the doorway of the cafe. Fatih sighed, she did not understand what Sandra was talking about. He just asked, but was asked a question.

"Fath, why aren't you looking for something else? why do you have a relationship until marriage, if you don't miss each other? bullshit."

"Sandra, I think this chat should be enough."

"Fath, you should know that he loves. He'll prove it to you. For example." Sandra pulled Fatih's hand, then kissed her cheek. Fatih was startled and moved a few meters away from Sandra.

"Sandra, this isn't real." Fatih's face was flushed. She was obviously angry because of Sandra's actions just now.

Sandra chuckles amusedly.

"Like this, he'll kiss you, hug you, hold your hand. If it turns out that he never. I'm sure he doesn't have any feelings for you."

Fatih doesn't want to hear Sandra's chatter anymore. Before turning around, he said coldly. "Don't hurt a guy like Bram with your behavior."

Just as Fatih turned around, someone who was very familiar approached her quickly. His jaw looks hard.

Hii...

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