WHEN LOVE IS TESTED
Anwar

Now my relationship with Bagas is gradually improving, although not yet fully I can accept the character of Bagas, but I try to give him the opportunity to change, in this world there is nothing instant, right???including to achieve happiness, for me there is nothing that I can easily achieve, I have to fight and sacrifice more in order to be close to happiness according to my version.

This afternoon I decided to go to the supermarket, because the supply of sugar at home was running out, usually I would buy all the kitchen needs in the traditional market only, but because of the urgent need, there was no need for food, I went to the nearest supermarket.

When I arrived at the supermarket, I picked up a pack of sugar. And go straight to the cashier and pay for it. When I pulled the supermarket door, suddenly from the outside there was also a man who pushed the door until I almost bounced and dropped the package of sugar that I was holding.

“Sorry, sorry I accidentally, I hurried“ exclaimed the man who almost made me fall.

“Yes, it's okay“ I replied while crouching, taking the sugar pack that had fallen.

“Anjani, we meet again“ the man's words suddenly startled me and made me look up straight at him.

“Anwar, why are you here??” I was surprised, it turns out that the man who had made my sugar fall was Anwar.

“I, want to buy something Jan, Come here get up, I help“ Anwar stretched his hand towards me. But I immediately stood alone, without caring for Anwar's hand. It would be wrong for me to hold the hand of another man, to the present is not too emergency, what else I always remember my status as a wife.

“Nothing, I can alone ko, thanks ya Anwar“ I smiled at Anwar.

“Oh, yes udah“ replied Anwar ketus.

“You live around here Jan??” ask Anwar later.

“Iya, still deket kok from here, You yourself why can be in this area?? “ I began to realize my astonishment, why I was reunited with Anwar in the same way.

“I have a job in this area, so for a while I stay in the area here“ replied Anwar.

“Craftsmanship?? Anwar is working now??” my question, astonished, considering that there was absolutely no gurat on Anwar's face to become a worker.

“Yes, I now hold some Papah company,“ Anwar replied with a proud smile.

“Papah?? Not me anymore?” tanyaku smiled mesem, considering Anwar called his parents as Abah and Ambu.

“I have recovered Anjani,“ Anwar replied firmly that makes me a little surprised, Anwar used to always call me bu Anjani, now blatantly he calls my name only.

“ Cured?? Anwar never got sick, did he?” I tried to melt the atmosphere that was starting to stiffen.

“You didn't forget if I was three years older than you??” really Anwar has changed a lot, Ah, sometimes I don't like this kind of change.

“Iya, I still remember it, then?” my question began to awkwardly talk to Anwar who is now.

“Don't just call me names, I'm not Anwar who used to“ Anwar pinta that makes me a little horrified by his request.

“Where does your husband work??” ask Anwar later.

“In one of the companies in this city,“ I replied then mentioned the company where Bagas worked.

“Oh, okay“ replied Anwar who confused me.

“Ya already Mas Anwar, if so I go home first ya“ pamitku finally.

“Iya, Jani next time we can meet again right?” anwar asked me which confused me.

“Yes, God willing Yes Mas Anwar“ replied me who was still uncomfortable with the call for Anwar.

“Iya, I wait ya Jan“

“Iya, Mas Anwar, Assalamua’laikum“.

“Wa’alaikumsalam“ Anwar replied.

I also set foot to go home, fate is indeed magical, even I still remember Anwar's cup face, but now Anwar has changed a thousand percent, humans are too fast to change, too fickle, and I don't like change very much. I still want Anwar to be like he was, Anwar who made me a song and shamelessly sang on the table to express his feelings to me. I smiled to myself when

remembering that funny thing.

Upon arrival at home I went straight to the kitchen, I immediately cooked to prepare dinner for Bagas, I hope Bagas likes my cooking today.

Not long after Bagas came home, I opened the door after Bagas knocked on him, I kissed Bagas' hand and brought his bag, Bagas looked lethargic and tired.

“Mas, how does it work today?? Cape?” my many.

“Iya,“ the answer is cold.

“Yes, did you shower first?? I'm ready for hot water“ my orders.

“Iya,“ the answer is short.

I set foot preparing hot water for Bagas bath, what's with the people today?? Why did they turn into a lump of ice?? It's chilly. I feel frozen when I'm near them.

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