
College holidays are over. Belva had to return to Surabaya, parting again with Gilang for a while.
Belva has been in Jakarta for almost two months. He was used to having Gilang by his side at all times.
Hugging tightly before going to sleep. Of course after a series of activities that are tiring but never bored to do.
Then every time Belva opened his eyes, there was still Gilang who always hugged himself under the thick blanket that covered their bodies.
Realizing he had to go to Surabaya immediately, Belva lazily packed some of his clothes and other necessities that he would bring back to Surabaya.
Belva half-heartedly did it. Because he wanted to stay here, to be near Gilang at all times.
"The spirit, dong, dear," said Gilang when he saw his wife slumped her face and body onto the suitcase that was still closed.
"Mas Gilang tell me to be excited, to smile, yes, to separate from me?"
"Kok, what's that talking about? Mas mean that the spirit to Surabaya because there want to study. Let's finish college, let's get together like this again, sweetie."
Belva exhaled a little harshly. I don't know, his heart's been too sensitive lately. Maybe the monthly guest effect he got back this afternoon.
This month Belva failed again to get pregnant. Although Gilang said as if she was okay if Belva was not pregnant, but Belva knew that Gilang was actually also disappointed.
She's the biggest hope for Belva to get pregnant soon. Belva, however, is hopeful. But his hopes were not as great as Gilang's.
Perhaps that is the reason why God has not allowed to get pregnant even though their efforts have been done day and night, morning or evening as long as there is a chance even though only fifteen minutes.
The real Belva is not ready to be a mother.
But that doesn't mean she doesn't want to be pregnant. Belva must have learned to be a good mother.
"When is Mas Gilang going to Surabaya?"
"Not yet to return, dear. Ask when I'm going there."
"It should, right, be scheduled."
"Yes. Indeed already. It's quiet, honey. Tomorrow after Mas take you to Surabaya, Mas stay one night. Keep Mas to Manado first four days. Just went to Surabaya again. Just as long as you finish monthly." Glazed laughs crisply.
"That's why I said it."
"Why, Honey? It's okay, dong, same wife herself, really."
Belva threw away face. Still with a sullen face, Belva stuffed her things into her favorite Lilac-colored large suitcase.
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"To the great wife of the CEO" said Eliza who had just come to Belva at a cafe where they had agreed to meet.
It should have been yesterday on vacation they spent time together like they used to. Take a walk, watch, hunt photos, go to attractions that are aesthetic and Instagram able.
But Belva chose to be with Gilang throughout the holidays yesterday. And Eliza was not a problem because her best friend was married.
"Whose CEO's wife can't have a face?" reply Belva.
"Numbered. A lot of money."
"Not that I've had a lot of money before, huh, despite the parents' money? Now it's great instead of looking for money yourself even ask the husband."
Eliza laughed out. "Yes, the rich."
"Is that poor?"
"Parents who have money."
"Same as that."
Both are now laughing. You know this is just a joke. Not to fight for wealth.
"It's not good, is it, ask your husband for money? Don't be tired of his life's work is already guaranteed rich."
"That's a word, Lo."
"Let's go... How many days in Jakarta, have I changed?"
Belva laughed a little. "Khilaf. The habit of hearing my husband talk to his brothers is so."
"Not eating, Bel?"
"More to kangen, anyway, than to be hungry."
"Eat, tuh, kangen! I'm hungry, I'm gonna order some food. Did you order?"
"Spaghetti as usual."
"okay."
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"Do you remember our friend Wulan?" eliza asked as she was enjoying their meal.
"Hm. That alim boy, that quiet, right? Why the hell?"
"He wants to get married."
"Good, dong. I married her first. No problem either."
"The thing is, she got pregnant first."
Uhhukk!
Hearing Eliza's story, Belva choked. "Geez, slow down, dong, Bel."
"Yes sorry. Want to continue?"
Belva nodded her head. He stops eating and chooses to listen to Eliza's story first.
"Do you know who she's pregnant with?"
Belva shook her head. "Where do I know. People are hearing about this new Wulan, really."
"Such a fuss, ma'am," said Eliza protesting Belva's tone.
"No, it's ordinary. Who the fuck is she pregnant with."
"Sama Mr. Aris. Our gym teacher."
"Huh? How, can?"
Eliza sniffed her shoulder. "Nobody knows this, Bel."
"That's you know. From where?"
"From Deni's. He's, right, Wulan's cousin. He said they have been close since they were in school. But I've seen her a lot lately until Wulan gets caught pregnant."
Belva pondered every word Eliza had. Wulan and her teacher who may have just done it a few times can immediately get pregnant.
As for her and Gilang, I don't know how many times they did it, but Belva never got pregnant as well.
Indeed the first four months Belva took the Pill KB. But these two months he and Gilang intensely did a husband and wife relationship.
But yesterday he still got his moon guests. Is this a punishment for her for secretly delaying pregnancy without Gilang's knowledge?
Or should Belva be honest with Gilang so that God can forgive her and then allow herself to become pregnant?
But imagining Gilang's reaction later, Belva shuddered in horror. What if Gilang gets angry later?
"Hey!" Eliza waved her hand in front of Belva's face. "Kok, even daydreaming, anyway? Think what?"
"Eh, no, really. Don't think of anything."
Eliza nodded in understanding. "Yes even if you don't want to talk, I know there's something you're thinking. Did I know you just yesterday?"
"Oh, we've known you for a long time, huh? Oh yes, I forgot. You, right, who used to wet the bed when most laughs?"
"Ih, why open a disgrace, anyway?"
Belva laughed satisfied. At least in this way he could slightly loosen his mind.
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"Hi, Bell."
"Eh, yes, Mr. Arkan."
Arkan raised one eyebrow. "I'm not your lecturer, Bel. Why call sir?"
"But Mr. Arkan remains a lecturer here despite not teaching in my class. I have to stay respectful, right?"
Arkan nodded his head. "OKAY. May I have your home address, Bel?"
Now Belva is frowning. Look at Arkan questioningly. "Why what?"
"You're meeting with Mr. Darmawan. Ask permission to question his only daughter."
"Sir Arkan is serious? I already have a boyfriend."
"i'm serious. Rather than your girlfriend just dare macarin without daring to marry?"
Don't just know him, Inner Belva. Arkan doesn't know that even Belva is married. I even missed those hot nights. Ah, not the time to think about it.
"But I don't want to."
"If Allah wills me to be your soul mate. You don't want to marry me."
"Sir Arkan is sure that this father's words won't hurt anyone?"
Arkan's turn frowned. "What do you mean?"
Belva laughed cynically. "Don't think I don't know, sir. Mr. Arkan is married, right? Better to please Pak Arkan's wife than seduce another woman. I see from the eyes of Pak Arkan's wife, she's unhappy. Too bad he got a husband like Pak Arkan who likes to seduce other women even though in his house there is an angel."
After saying so, Belva passed away leaving Arkan. Unconcerned by Arkan's reaction that held back his frustration.
Maybe he wondered where Belva knew Arkan was married.
A few days ago, while Belva was spending time with her mother, they met Arkan's mother with a hijab-wearing woman. Beautiful, kind, cheap smile, but irritable talk. Belva could see that his eyes were harboring so many wounds.
Because they used to be neighbors and had not met for a long time, they chatted a lot of things. Including asking who the woman was.
She is the wife of Arkan.
Belva was surprised. During this time, Arkan often blatantly approached him. Just sending a short message containing small concerns that Belva often ignored.
Even Belva had to block Arkan's number for fear that Gilang would find out.
Now Belva understands what kind of hurt Arkan's wife is feeling. Arkan may not love him. It is evident from a hidden marriage. Arkan also dared to tease Belva.
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deliberately in this thread so that it can menggerasain make a novel part up to hundreds.usually only stuck in 80 aja. 😌😌