Wedding Dust's
2. Bagaskara Adewangsa

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Nadya is stubborn. Ever since I knew him in high school. Almost all the students in our High School used to say, if Nadya was scary. His face was cold, flat as if he had no expression, and seemed to be a duck, as well as a jutek.

But I don't see it that way. For me, Nadya is beautiful. Beautiful in its own way. If you can be honest, compared to Hera, Nadya seemed more mysterious and not easily reached let alone touched by anyone. But it was precisely that that intrigued me, and ended up approaching him until we became close friends.

I love Hera, but I love Nadya more than I love myself. He's like my life. Even though she's an independent woman, I know Nadya's weak side that she keeps hidden from anyone, including me. She's trying to look strong, but just like any other woman, she needs protection. And I'll do it without being asked.

But, the memory this morning keeps my feelings away from the word good. Nadya wanted me to end our relationship, and it was because of Hera—the woman I had dated before deciding to marry Nadya.

I regret making Nadya cry, this morning. Because of that, he silenced me, and refused my offer to take him to the office together. He chose to take the bike and didn't care about my worries.

“Haah..”.

I feel fucked. The seatback has been a comfortable place for me since this morning. The piled up work had not been all touched because my brain was busy thinking about Nadya who had not read the messages I had sent since nine in the morning.

Now I know why Nadya chose to silence me when we were putting each other's egos first. Nadya doesn't want me to mess up at the office. And it was evident with me who could not concentrate at all on the desk, thinking only of him and our problems. Could it be that all this time, he was the one who kept trying to keep his words? The words this morning hurt so much the male side of me.

Tired of thinking about the problems that kept coming towards us, I turned to the phone that had been shaking. And I know for sure who's making that call. Hera. Yeah, him.

Nadya's instincts are never wrong. I did have an appointment with Hera, even though it was just dinner at a restaurant that we used to use as a place to meet longing, a long time ago. But, for some reason the passionate and longing feeling that usually arises when not meeting for days with Hera, suddenly does not appear. I'd rather Nadya call me now, ask me to bring her favorite rice for our dinner, rather than Hera who might be charging me a date appointment that somehow suddenly wanted me to avoid.

Once again I let my phone vibrate on the table until the display went dark. Then I took it, and shifted the arrow up to show a photo of Nadya that I made Wallpaper since a year ago, and I have never changed at all until this moment.

A smile puffed up just like my lips when I saw the flat face of Nadia who was smiling at that time to bring up her dimples. Don't tell him if I take that picture secretly. Sssst... It's a secret!

My thumb pressed the WhatsApp app, trying to get back to seeing my chat room with Nadya. And those two ash ticks have turned blue. But there was still no reply from him. For that, I ventured to press the phone sign on the top end of the phone. I want to speak directly and hear his voice.

But all of that came to a halt as it once again called in from Hera. I clucked, and couldn't run anymore because maybe he knew I was online.

“Halo, what's up, Be?”

Normally, I would call him Bee, but today I omitted the one letter E. Not feeling affectionate with others. I just want Nadya.

“We are meeting, right? Why did you answer the phone so long?”

I breathed quite a big. Hera is spoiled, and she doesn't like to be ignored. “I'm busy. Sorry.”

We were silent for a moment, maybe Hera also felt strange with my uncharacteristic attitude, talk a lot and spoil her with friendly compliments.

“You're still in the office?” asked Hera at last breaking the silence.

I'm nodding. “Hemm.”

“Do I need to come there to pick you up later, Bee?”

I straightened my back when I heard the ‘Tut’ tone on my phone. Just once and call it on behalf of Nadya.

Damnit damnit! She must have ended the call because she knew I was busy making another call.

“Be, I'll call you later, yes. There's something important I have to do.”

I didn't care about Hera's response when I ended the call unilaterally. I need to call Nadya immediately.

On the third dial, Nadya's voice was heard. There was a sense of relief and happiness in my chest, until I unconsciously smiled.

“Home home, Nad?” ask pleasantries. It's a weekend, and I know he only works half a day on Saturdays.

“Eum.”

“No need to nitip something?” my question is, do not want to offend Nadya who may still be chaotic due to a serious quarrel we had this morning.

“Neg. I called because you were WA, and I can just open HP now.”

I am O ria, and Nadya's voice is heard again. “Say he came home late? Overtime?”

“Ngak be. I'm home at three.”

“You really don't want to buy something?”

“Ngak.”

“If so, make me chicken soup dong.” my door is to strive for a way of peace with Nadya. “You've eaten?”

“Udah. Got the deal from Mr. Hansel.”

Hansel's? His superior? Why did I just hear that name? As far as I know, Nadya's superior is called Sujono?

“Hansel?”

“Eum. The new Head of Division. Mutations from head office.”

I don't know why, I feel uncomfortable. Hearing Nadya mention a man's name, made me want to ban him from working. My salary is enough to support us even if he doesn't work.

“Still young?”

Nadya did not answer. I realize my question doesn't make sense, but I need to know. This Hansel is old like Mr. Sujono, or young as a lifetime

“Over two years from us.”

Nad, you need to stop working. I don't want that mysterious attitude of yours to lure another man closer. I should talk about that later after I get home.

“What is he handsome? Married or not?” my question is getting more possessive. My bastard attitude began to surface when Nadya mentioned another man's name. Ah, I'm being selfish. When I openly admit my relationship with Hera and Nadya can accept that, why do I feel upset when I know Nadya received a treat from a man?

I heard him clucking across the street. “What do you think, Gas? I ate with the same Devision child and Mr. Hans paid the bill as a thank you for the welcome from us. You accused me of having a bad relationship?”

“Ngak. I just have it.”

“Ya. I'm going to take a shower first.”

“Oh, Okay. Don't forget my penance. Your homemade chicken soup.”

“Iya ih. Bawel.”

I smiled at Nadya's words of reference. His tone sounded stable. Does that mean we are at peace? That fast? It means progress.

“Ya. Bye..”

“Eumm.”

Call ended Nadya. I never expected to be so labile just because Nadya got a mass tract done by her new boss. But my hunch says if that's not a good thing. Something might happen out of our control.

If that hunch is going to happen someday, I just hope we can get through it together. And I really hope Nadya doesn't leave me. Not leaving our marriage. []

^^^to be continued.^^^

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