Yes I'M Acha
57. Yes I'm Acha

Acha waiting for Arlan to come home from work in the living room, the woman had taken a bath and dressed up beautiful because she wanted to welcome the arrival of her husband who had been neglected. Before long, the roar of the car that had Acha poultice outside his head, sounded. Acha smiled, she wanted to directly hug Arlan when the man opened the door but her smile suddenly faded when Arlan came with a woman.

Not only was Acha surprised, Arlan was the same. He thought, Acha will lock himself as usual but who would have guessed, if Acha turned out to be waiting for him to come home. Arlan was happy, he was ready to hug his wife before the voice of the woman beside him, sounding to mess with this ambiance that had been ambit.

"La? How is there a girlfriend? He said he didn't exist, so we could be alone in the room."

Arlan's eyes glared, presumptuously the woman uttered an inappropriate sentence. "Shut your mouth, Miss Chika. I've never said dirty like that, especially to those of you who are not attractive at all in my eyes."

Acha actually wanted to sulk, but heard a reply from Arlan, the soul of the bar-bar who had been buried because of pregnancy, suddenly soared back. "Ups, it's not interesting my husband said." Acha intentionally suppresses the word 'my husband' because according to Acha, Chika really deserves to know that Arlan is her husband, not her lover.

What Acha wants, happens. Chika glared her eyes at the husband. "You guys... Married married?"

"Yes! Our son was born, but he played at his grandmother's house. So, do not try to approach people's husbands. Dear Miss Chika, you're the son of a great businessman, ashamed to want to snatch someone's husband." Acha hugged Arlan's arm spoiledly, she loved to oppress people like this Chika. Habit, will be a candidate for men's grab.

With a flushed face holding in shame, Chika ran away leaving the residence of Arlan and Acha. He didn't expect it to turn out, Arlan was married. Because all this time, Chika thought, Arlan and Acha are still dating so she can freely cornering. But Chika knows herself enough, she does not want to ruin her family's good name with a case of snatching people's husbands.

Left Chika who left with shame, Acha looked up to Arlan, changing position in front of Arlan with both hands hugging Arlan's waist. "Ar, I'm sorry. I know I was wrong for ignoring you, I shouldn't be like this. You must have lost our son too, I'm sorry."

In the care for a week after the accident, and went home for 8 days but chose to silence Arlan, now counted already 15 days Acha struggling with grief. It's time for Acha to rise again, lest, a man like Arlan in another gaet woman out there. Like Chika's drop, there must be a second, third, fourth, and so on.

Arlan smiled, the man lowered his head, peeking at his wife's forehead for so long. He missed these moments, moments that were 15 days behind. "You don't have to apologize, baby. I'm also wrong in this, for neglecting to look after you."

He remembered, that day Arlan was having an important meeting, making Acha at home alone and the servants, had gone home to each other. Because the supply of oil runs out and only tomorrow the servant shopping, but because the cravings want to fry eggs, Acha was desperate to leave the house alone. He couldn't possibly have brought a car, so Acha decided to walk.

But who would have thought, if that day would be a sad day for Acha and Arlan. They lost their son whom they had been waiting for. "Ar, I failed to bear our child."

Arlan hates the tears of the woman, the man hugs Acha tightly. He kissed his lady's forehead, "You didn't fail. You're my great woman, you're a great mother to our son."

"Ar, I love you."

"I love you more,"

...***...

Today, is Ardhan's first day working as Arlan's secretary. The man woke up early in the morning, performing tahajud and dawn prayers with his wife. After the morning prayers, Aisyah goes to the kitchen to make food while Ardhan goes to the room, she wants to play with her son before going to the office.

"For her son Abi" Ardhan kissed the handsome baby's round face. "Have you drunk milk? Already, babe?"

The baby boy clapped, smiling until his eyes narrowed towards Ardhan, making Ardhan chuckle softly. "What a worry is Abi's son?"

Satisfied playing with his son, Ardhan carried the child and went downstairs where there was Aisyah who tangah made them breakfast. "Morning, Ummi."

Aisyah turned her head, "For Abi and morning unfortunately Ummi."

His small family that is so harmonious sometimes envy many people. Ardhan is handsome but not arrogant at all even though his family is rich, the man remains humble. Aisha who is beautiful with her hijab and so gentle to anyone, they are considered to be a millennial husband and wife worthy of an example.

They had breakfast with Aisyah holding the handsome baby, finished breakfast, they took the time to chat in the living room while waiting for Ardhan to go to his new office. "Bi, I'll be the same Arkan wants to go to Ummi's house first huh. I miss Ummi, too,"

"If you are cape, mending is not necessary, Mas. I'll take a taxi back to Arkan, both,"

"Don't take a taxi, I'll pick you up anyway."

"Yes-yes okay,"

Ardhan kissed his wife's forehead, and also kissed the baby's entire face before leaving for the new office.

"Cadaver! Careful, Abi!"

...***...

"Eat, Lin!"

Rhaline stared at the plate before her, the distended-bellied woman shook her head. "Eat! Lo want to give birth soon, just a matter of days, why is it so hard to set?!"

His eyes looked at Athar with a sad look, "Sorry, Riq."

Athar rubbed his face rough, the man was already patient enough to face Rhaline who was testing his patience. Without a word, Athar left Rhaline who was bowing. The woman stood up, then left blankly. Athar always asked who the father of the baby he was carrying, but all this time, Rhaline was always silent.

Not to be honest, he was very willing! He needed a place to tell stories, to be a backrest among his mounting burden. But Rhaline was afraid of ruining this already messy atmosphere. Rhaline can only hide everything alone, sad alone, even destroyed alone.

Unfeeling, Rhaline arrived at a park. The woman sat on one of the iron chairs, staring blankly forward until her eyes accidentally saw the silhouette of a stranger in her eyes. Rhaline stood up, walked over to a woman who was holding a baby, who was none other than Aisyah with baby Arkan.

"Mad Aisyah?"

Aisyah turned her body, "Rhaline?" For a moment, Aisyah was dumbstruck in silence. He knew how much Ardhan loved Rhaline. He thought, Rhaline is still abroad, so he wanted to when invited to move to Indonesia. But after seeing Rhaline in front of her eyes, Aisyah was suddenly sad, afraid that Ardhan would turn to Rhaline again.

"Mother has given birth?" Rhaline smiled, "I'm sorry, Ma'am. I haven't had a chance to look at Mbak lahiran,"

"It's okay, Lin." Aisha's gaze turned on Rhaline's large belly, "You pregnant? When did she marry you, Lin?"

Looking at Rhaline's large belly, unexpectedly, a hint of relief was present in her heart. "It's been a while, Mother."

"God, be well, baby and mother."

"Amin, thank you, Ma'am."

"Sometimes don't forget to play at home huh, Lin. You miss Mas Ardhan, too,"

Rhaline's smile is gone, Ardhan? The man she loved so much first, the man who had to marry his own sister-in-law because his biological brother who became Aisha's husband had to leave this world. In the past, Rhaline was devastated, seeing the man she loved marry another woman.

But now, his heart has locked on to Athar who is unlikely to love him back. How sad the romance Rhaline, whether with Ardhan or Athar.

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