
Alisha did not answer until her husband repeated the same question. "Where are you going?"
Alisha was looking. He pointed at himself. He asked through his eyes what he was talking about.
"Yes, I'm asking you." Arsya was confused. Of course he asked his wife to talk. Indeed, who else would he talk to besides Alisha in this room. There are only two of them in this room.
Not without reason Alisha questioned that. The 'you' call to Alisha was awkward because her husband called her 'lo' more often'.
"Not going anywhere" replied Alisha. He resumed his activities to remove his clothes from the closet.
"Certainly, why are all your clothes taken out like that?" Arsya is getting closer.
"I'm looking for something." Alisha put her clothes back in one by one while arranging them into the closet.
Arsya still faithfully stood waiting behind his wife.
"Well, here it is. Finally met too" cried Alisha. He immediately turned around showing a pasmina tucked between piles of clothes. When he lifted the black pasmina, at that time he tiptoed shocked by the existence of Arsya who is now facing him.
Slowly, Arsya lowered the pasmina that blocked the view between the two. As soon as the pasmina was revealed, their faces were so close. In a moment, their eyes locked onto each other. Imprisoned in an unusual heart.
Alisha immediately lowered her gaze. Closing his eyes and biting his own lips. Hope Arsya leaves soon.
Unexpectedly, Arsya actually grabbed Alisha's chin and made her look up. Alisha still closed her eyes. Afraid to look at her husband. As usual his body suddenly trembled with Arsya's touch. But he tried to fight. He did not want to run away as usual.
Maybe it was time to face her fears. To carry out his duties and fight his own trauma.
Arsya's hand moved, from the chin then rubbed Alisha's cheek. Half-dead Alisha held back her body trembling. As the pira's hand went down his face. He kept biting his lips. Resist all the horrors that are whack.
Time seemed to stop when Arsya's lips gently clenched Alisha's lips. His hand held firmly to the pasmina as Arsya tried to deepen her kiss. His body shook even more, the shadows of Arsya's treatment that night re-emerged in his memory. Alisha couldn't bear to push her husband's body as hard as she could.
"I'm sorry, Mas" he said with a sigh. "I'm sorry, me" he repeated seeing Arsya now standing at a distance with him.
Alisha cried to the black pasmina she had been looking for. He lost. She has not been able to remove the ugly shadow of her husband. It is not easy apparently to fight the fear that seems to have been deeply rooted in his subconscious.
"Hey, why are you crying?" Arsya approaching. Wiping away the tears flowing down Alisha's right and left cheeks.
"I .. I can't be a good wife" replied Alisha as she pleased.
Arsya wrapped her arms around Alisha's shoulders, trying to hug her to calm down, but she backed away and dodged.
"No, Mas .. I can't," Alisha refused. He tried, but still couldn't. Tears back to wet the cheeks.
Arsya's forehead frowned. He was confused by his wife's words. Arsya just wanted to calm down, not to force him but why he was rejected.
This happened to so much Alisha was scared of her. It also connects all previous events. Almost same. His wife was very frightened by the touch she had made.
"Ok, I won't touch you" Arsya said in the end.
Because of this Arsya speech, Alisha dared to look at her husband. "I ... I ...." Alisha wanted to explain but it didn't feel like the words were being said either.
"Sttt .. You don't need to talk much. Now let's sit down." Arsya takes Alisha to bed. Of course by following the woman in the back. No touch at all.
This time Arsya sat beside Alisha but kept her distance. He did not ask Alisha to speak. Just look at his wife.
Until the ringing of Alisha's cell phone makes them both stunned at the same time. Alisha will wake up but is prevented by Arsya. "Let me just." The man picked up Alisha's phone and saw her name on the screen.
"Mbak Ratih," said Arsya handed Alisha's phone.
"Assalamualaikum," Alisha said after receiving her phone.
"Yes, Mother. I'm leaving soon" replied Alisha after hearing Mrs Ratih's request to go directly to the wedding festival location. Alisha then closes the call.
"Why?" ask Arsya to know.
"Mbak Ratih asked me to go to the wedding festival immediately."
"Oh ...." Arsya. "Yes, get ready."
Alisha gets up soon. He put the pasmina that he had earlier decked into the bed and then went to the bathroom.
As for Arsya, she also prepares to go to Jimmy's office. His initial intention was to ask for a new employment contract for him. But he met with love. The woman who last night was visiting her apartment.
The woman seemed a little upset when she crossed paths with Arsya.
"Hi, Cin," said Arsya first.
The woman named Love was just melengos and did not respond.
Jimmy who just came out of his room saw the incident. He wanted to laugh but he could stand it.
Seeing the smile of Jimmy who was restrained Arsya immediately approached. "Why, lo!"
Jimmy's head bobbles. "No, I just want to ask Desi to buy me coffee," Jimmy elak.
"Des," cried Jimmy. "Buy me coffee, gih," he said as a woman named Desi approached. Jimmy held out one hundred thousand bills and gave them to Desi.
"Lo want to, right?" bargain Jimmy with Arsya.
"Can."
"Two yes, Des."
"Yes, sir." The woman named Desi immediately left. Arsya and Jimmy enter the manager's room.
Arsya immediately sat on the sofa where Jimmy used to receive guests. "Why did Love come here?" ask Arsya. As he remembered Love was not under the management of his friend.
"Lo came here just to know what Love is doing here?" lips Jimmy.
"Yes, no. I want to know what the advertising offers are. So no?"
"So, let's just talk to Alisha if she gets an ad offer."
Arsya suddenly fell silent when Alisha's name was called.
"Why, lo?"
"Gue was confused as to how to tell my wife."
"Well, by the way, what's the trouble."
Arsya also told her story last night when she and Cinta were caught together in the apartment.
"Crazy, lo, Yes ... Really crazy, lo!" caci Jimmy with a face full of emotion.
"Gue already warned you don't play with fire. The commotion you made yesterday just subsided, don't make trouble again!" yells Jimmy so angry to hear the story of the model.
"What do you invite girls to your apartment if there is a wife there. I can't believe you're that stupid!" Jimmy stood up and grabbed his hair in frustration remembering the behavior of this friend.
"Gue didn't mention him. Love alone comes to my apartment." Arsya tried to explain back.
"And you benefit the situation to be friendly with him. Bener-bener lo, yes. You fucking dick, um!" Jimmy's getting mad.
"Gue didn't benefit him. He is the one who seduced me. Go on, I can do what if he's making it."
"Yes, you can refuse!" jolt Jimmy.
"Gue has refused many times but Love is passionate about me, so I ...."
"So you follow her wishes until you get caught with Alisha. If Alisha hadn't gone home, you would have taken the girl to your room. And you were grinning while your wife was no longer home. That's so!" Jimmy was getting emotional hearing Arsya's story.
"Not really crunching, lo!"
"Now, are you apologizing to your wife?"
Arsya.
Jimmy's getting angry with Arsya. I really want to pull this guy's hair.