Tsunami Wedding
5. 10 years later...

Malik now works at PT. Wind Storm, which is a private palm oil business institution. He was placed in his factory section thanks to insiders. Yes, his other uncle worked at the place with a fairly high position.

That's why they have to go wandering, incidentally the PT provides an official home for married people. It is quite profitable, because no longer need to think about the contract of the house, the cost of water and electricity because it has been facilitated by the company.

Over the past ten years, everything seems to have changed. Either they love each other, or just respect their marriage.

Khadijah had given birth to four children, but only two were left, Hafiz as the first child and Riska as the fourth child. It was unfortunate for them, because their second child died one day after he was born. While the third child died at the age of 10 months due to typhoid disease.

"Bang, take a shower! Soon the water will die" cried Khadijah as he stared at the clock on the wall. Yes, although everything is free but everything must be in the ration. Water and electricity will live at 7 pm to 7 am.

"Yes, are the kids in the shower?"

"Already" said Khadijah.

Khadijah immediately prepared a meal for everything in front of the tv. Their children prefer to eat while watching television.

"Mr ... Yeah ..." Call Hafiz.

"What's up, son?"

"This vacation is a walk to the city, yuk? Want to go to the mall," said Hafiz.

"Can we borrow Wak Santi's car later ..."

"Asik," said the two.

As simple as their happiness away from the city. They live in the deepest corners of the moment, even the signal must be obtained when rising to higher ground even though only get one or two bars if you want to use the internet network. But if you use a phone without internet aka old-school models, the signal can still be obtained.

Khadijah noticed her husband who only gave up his cell phone when his children spoke. There was pain in her chest, because just one year ago she got her husband having an affair.

"Bang," call Khadijah.

"What's wrong?"

"Oh, this ..." Malik kept his phone, "Let's see the news, Jah."

"Just be home, won't you, Bang?"

"Why?"

"Let the side dish be a little bad at cooking again."

"Yes already" said Malik coldly.

Khadijah sighed, it had been ten years that they had lived together. Even she loved her husband, but Malik was still cold to her.

Which makes Khadijah confused, when in bed the husband looks very savage to him. If he doesn't love her, why is he so passionate about her?

***

The sun had sunk, the stars scattered above adorned its beauty. Even more delicious if together with a cup of coffee and bread on the terrace of the house.

Khadijah brought Malik coffee, when he reached the porch of his house apparently the husband was not there. Only mobile phones are available at the table.

Khadijah secretly ventured to open it. Unfortunately, the phone has a pattern until he had trouble opening it.

"Don't try to find out if your heart can't see it." The baritone voice shocked Khadijah.

Khadijah turned his head straight away, he put back his husband's phone with trembling hands. "Sorry" said Khadijah.

"What do you want with your phone?"

"Just look around, Bang. Sejah knows it's wrong because Brother's phone is your privacy. But Dijah is curious because lately he has been focusing on playing with his cell phone" Khadijah said honestly.

Malik sighed, "You really want to see?"