Was it wrong of me to love you?
The arrival of Faiza

Women who have yellow skin look out of the taxi online in front of the minimalist style house. He brushed his long hair and stared at the house cynically.

“I should have stayed here, not you!” gerutu Faiza, while opening the fence of the house.

The 21-year-old woman knocked on the door and said hello.

“Alaikumsalam,” sahut from inside the house, and heard the sound of the door lock turning.

Aurelia smiled broadly as she saw who was standing in the doorway, the woman she had known from childhood and lived in one village with.

“Halo Aurel,” greet Faiza returning the smile of her cousin.

“Yes Allah, Ma'am Faiza .. kok do not love the news if you want to come,” reply Aurelia was shocked, while hugging kangen her cousin.

Behind the embrace, Faiza smiled smirk. “I accidentally did not tell you to suprise, oh yes I asked for your home address with your mother loh,” Faiza replied so as not to arouse suspicion, while breaking Aurelia's embrace.

“Ah new I also want to ask, kok Ma'am Faiza can know my home address, yes already come in.. surely Mbak tired on the way from kampungkan,” take Aurelia by demanding Faiza's hand.

The two Faiza netra seemed to scan every corner in the two-story minimalist house. “Ck .. very good home, why do I have to stay at home contract anyway, anyway I have to stay here often, I do not want to know anyway,” Inner Faiza envious.

“Sit down first Ma'am Faiza, I made a cold drink first,” said Aurelia please.

“Eh yes ... Your house is good yes,” Faiza said in praise, while dropping her butt on a sofa that feels very soft.

Aurelia smiled faintly hearing that. “Alhamdulillah Mbak, wedding gift from in-laws,” Aurelia replied as is, then she rushed to the kitchen to make a drink.

The village woman who has changed aka her appearance is already rich city people, crossed her legs and took her cellphone and immediately told Dhafi.

✅Faiza.

Mom, I've reached your house. I envy you Mas, how nice Aurelia is to live in this luxurious house of yours. While I only live in a narrow contracted house.

✅Mas Dhafi's

Honey, patient dong. The house will also be for you. I ask you to wait patiently. Remember you don't mess around there, don't talk about our marriage. I love you, my dear wife.

Faiza who received a reply to a message like so smiled to herself, the heart that had felt envious so dimmed at once.

“Mbak Faiza please drink, sorry yes there is only syrup,” Aurelia said as is, while putting a tray on the table.

“Gak pa-pa kok.” Faiza took the glass and looked at the brother who was still looking at the village.

Aurelia sat down together on the sofa, and the two neutrals looked at Faiza who was not carrying a big bag, just a shoulder bag. “Mbak Faiza from the village do not bring a bag of clothes copy?” aurelia asked innocently.

“Oh ... I lived in Jakarta for a long time, got a job here. So I am from a rented house, not from the village,” Faiza replied casually.

Aurelia looks happy to hear it, it turns out that she has a brother who lives in Jakarta as well.

“Wah I am happy to hear it, finally there is a close brother who lives in Jakarta as well. Ma'am Faiza cool deh deserves more beautiful looks turned out to have worked, work where Mbak?” ask Aurelia.

“Working in the office, you will know I am the best graduate time in school, so I can easily get a job in an office in Jakarta, Jakarta,” replied Faiza which does not correspond to the fact of the fact.

“Masya Allah is amazing Ma'am Faiza, unfortunately I am married, definitely not allowed to work like Ma'am Faiza,” Aurelia replied so softly.

Aurelia smiled bitterly, then she took a drink of hers and took a slow sip. What Faiza said did not match her reality.

“Eh yes your husband used to come home from work what time?” faiza asked with a curious look, but knew.

“Home is not necessarily Ma'am, as soon as 9 pm, sometimes 12 pm, more often overtime at the office,” Aurelia replied as is.

Faiza's lips smiled faintly at him, yes it was her overtime wong in her house, not in her office, every five o'clock in the afternoon Dhafi was in Faiza's house every day.

“Sorry Aurel, Mas Dhafi stay here just to sleep alone, the rest he is in my house,” inner Faiza pleasure.

On the sidelines of the two of them still talking, the sound of the roar of Dhafi's car was heard and parked neatly outside the courtyard of the house. From the living room, Aurelia was amazed because only this time she saw her husband coming home in the afternoon.

“Assalammualaikum,” greet Dhafi when entering the house.

“Alaikumsalam,” answered in unison Aurelia and Faiza, and both rose from their seats.

“Oh there is a guest apparently,” further said Dhafi sounding soft, while giving the package to Aurelia.

Faiza gave a faint smile seeing the presence of the man she loved, as well as Dhafi who was seen returning that smile but looked faint.

“I'm Aurelia's cousin, do you still remind me? Who was helping at the wedding of Mas and Aurel,” said Faiza, pretending to have just met in front of Aurelia.

“Oh yes I remember, Faiza yes, what's the news?” dhafi asked while extending his hand, and Faiza also welcomed Dhafi's hand. Jemari Dhafi also gently rubbed the palm of Faiza, to make the woman rustle.

“Aurel please serve me a snack that I brought earlier for your brother, when there are faraway guests are not served food, and all make me bitter coffee,” Dhafi said when unraveling his hand department.

“Eh .. yes Mas,” Aurelia replied, she rushed to the kitchen, meanwhile Dhafi who saw Aurelia was already back, directly pulled Faiza's body and anchored her warm kiss, which she said, what a very intoxicating kiss.

“Mas ..” Faiza hissed as they released her pagutan.

The man rubbed Faiza's lips that looked wet. “Let's get caught, Mas,” said Faiza gently, but likes to steal opportunities like this.

“Mumping him is in the kitchen, Darling,” replied Dhafi slightly whispering. The man wet his lips again, but it seemed that the two men had forgotten, if the door of the house was wide open, that the passersby could accidentally see what was happening in the living room.

“Aduh the Neng Aurel making out with her husband is not closed first the door,” chirped Bu Tin who accidentally saw the kiss scene, and lightning quickly threw away his gaze and hurriedly returned to his home.

Meanwhile, in the kitchen, Aurelia was confused because the coffee and sugar had run out, and it was impossible in front of Faiza that she asked her husband for money to buy coffee and sugar.

“How is it, surely Mas Dhafi will scold me again,” murmured Aurelia started to fidget.

Without a second thought Aurelia rushed back towards the living room to go to the stall, thinking the young woman she could owe first at the stall owned by Bu Tin. But what happened ...

Aurelia's body instantly suffocated, her heart feeling tight at the sight of what was happening before her eyes. She was the one who never kissed her husband. Now, she sees her husband kissing his cousin.

“M-Mas ..”

Tears fell back on his eyes.

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