Akad Undereviled

Chapter 18 The Fucking Man

"It's such a pity you have to marry a jerk like Arsya." Jimmy monologues on his social media photos. The photo he took secretly. Then he posted it on his social media page.

There is a picture of a black-hijab woman with no paint, but her face is too pleasant to look at. In Jimmy's eyes.

Only then did he enjoy the picture in his hand, suddenly being pulled by force and a raw bogem landed on his jaw. Jimmy fell to the floor because of the sudden attack.

Highlight Jimmy's eyes sharply stared at the man who had attacked him in a row. "What the fuck, lo!" Jimmy rubbed the corner of his lips that felt sore.

"Where is my wife!" arsya Sentak.

Jimmy turned his face with one corner of his lips pulled upwards. "It's not wrong, me!" Jimmy's getting cynical. "When you have a wife to look after, don't leave her alone. There's a lot of bastard boys out there, like lo."

"Don't do a lot of bacot deh lo, just tell me where my wife is!"

"Where do I know!"

"Damn, lo!" Arsya pulled back the front collar of Jimmy's shirt and raised her fist again. Not to be outdone, Jimmy repaid Arsya every blow. There was a clash between the old friend.

There is no losing or winning between the two, because all are equally battered. Tired of hitting each other, they collapsed on the sofa.

Silence filled between the two for quite a long time.

"Where's Alisha?" Arsya asked again.

"Gue don't know, even if I know, I also want to tell you!"

Arsya who was sitting next to Jimmy turned her head. Seeing the face of his friend who was bonyok because of his actions.

"Lo that's a jerk, yes. Bastard. I don't think you have a wife like Alisha" Jimmy continued.

This time Arsya was silent. It wasn't as bad as before. Even the man could smile with the scolding of his friend.

"Lo fell in love with my wife?" Arsya Todong.

Jimmy, who was originally sitting with the back of the sofa leaned straight straight up his body. He laughed at Arsya's words just now. "If I didn't know the rules, I would have fallen in love with your wife. But, I still know my limits for not putting my heart on people's wives. Although I honestly don't want you to be Alisha's husband."

Arsya laughed more and more with the statement of his manager. "Gue kasian very much the same lo. Never fell in love, once in love with my wife" said Arsya.

"Why don't you divorce Alisha, so I can be her husband. I'm not a good man, but at least I can respect a woman."

Hearing what Jimmy says, Arsya wakes up and grips Jimmy's top shirt. His hands clenched right in front of his manager's face. Ready to go back to add a bluish color on the face of his friend. No more mocking smiles on Arsya's face. He was angry at what Jimmy had just said.

"Why, hit me again, lo. Here, hit! I'm not scared!" challenge Jimmy. The man even raised his face as if ready to be Arsya samsak.

Arsya stared at Jimmy. The face of challenging his manager was increasingly upset Arsya.

"Lo it must be self-conscious that you are an asshole! If you're a good man, there's no way you're doing that lecherous act to Alisha. Why, get angry!" Jimmy doesn't seem afraid of Arsya's punches. The man continued to talk ugly about the model who had kicked him out.

Arsya pulls back her still-floating hand in front of Jimmy's face. He again dropped himself on the sofa next to his manager. It's undeniable that what Jimmy said is true. He's a fucking guy. Unarguably.

They fell silent again. Jimmy was reluctant to invite Arsya to speak because he was fed up with the model's temperamental attitude.

"Gue doesn't know," replied Jimmy lazily.

"Where did you meet him?"

"Gue met him at the mosque, near the city park."

Jimmy had just returned from his friend's house. He stopped at a mosque near the city park to defecate because he could not stand it. After getting out of the toilet, Jimmy sees Alisha who just came out of the mosque. The woman had just finished praying Isya.

At first Jimmy hesitated to say hello because of his condolences with the hijab woman, but because Alisha had also seen him, he did not dare to say hello. Alisha responded politely, even accepting her invitation for tea at a stall near the mosque. There, Jimmy secretly takes a picture of Alisha and posts it.

"She told me something, didn't she?"

"That's why I don't want you to be Alisha's husband. He's too good for a depraved guy like you. She's a nice girl who won't expose her problems to anyone else."

Arsya exhaled a rough breath. He thought where Alisha was going. His mind is completely dead-end.

"Aarrgh!" pekik frustrates.

Jimmy who was beside Arsya just silenced the man in his despair. Arsya is in her own trouble.

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The next morning, Arsya hastily departs from Jimmy's apartment to Imran's house. He didn't come home last night. Sleeping in his manager's apartment.

A message from his mother asking about Alisha's whereabouts, Arsya ignored. Because, of course, he will get angry if he cannot answer his mother's question.

Just this time Arsya saw her mother like the woman she was with. Previously, none of the women that Arsya introduced to his family, because Arsya knew his mom and dad would not like it.

Long enough Arsya waiting in front of the fence of the house Imran. Doubt to go in there. Surely the parents who raised Alisha will ask a lot about what happened. He deliberately set off this morning, so as not to miss the hours of leaving for his wife's work.

After being waited even past the working hours of his wife, Alisha was not seen from there. It was only Imran he had seen out of the house.

"Are you here, yes, or have you left for work?"

Arsya picked up her phone and contacted Ratih's mother. Turns out to be right, Alisha is already at her workplace. A little relieved at least he already knew the whereabouts of Alisha.

He decided to go home first and pick up Alisha later in the afternoon.

Right at work, Arsya was waiting in front of the boutique owned by Mbak Ratih. He oversaw one by one the employees who left the boutique.

Seeing Alisha out, Arsya soon followed. A little run so Alisha doesn't stay away.

"Alisha!" call Arsya.

Alisha who walked alone looked over. She saw her husband standing not far from her. His body immediately trembled. Attacked by unwarranted fear. The steps are spontaneous in the pullback. He wants to run.

"Wait!" shouted Arsya.