Akad Undereviled

Akad Undereviled
Chapter.47 Disappointed



"Don't cry Alisha, don't cry" Alisha said in her heart as she kept shrinking the tears that wouldn't stop flowing.


Ever since Arsya left, the woman locked herself in a room. On the prayer mat he was moved in tears of disappointment.


"Strength .. You have to be strong," he said again. Trying to encourage yourself.


Even so, still he could not resist the disappointment that he felt because of Arsya's attitude. She is in the process of coming to terms with herself and her destiny to accept her once inevitable marriage.


Now he is faced with the reality of Arsya's selfish attitude. 'Don't expect more from this marriage', a sentence that keeps ringing in Alisha's ears.


He should comply, so as not to arise a sense of disappointment because he had hoped. This marriage will remain the same as the beginning of kabul said. There will be no love in it. Arsya will remain the same person. Never wanted it.


The sweet attitude that he had recently shown was only a pleasure for him. Not what love is anymore.


"Mrs ... Neng Alisha's." Calls from Mak Ijah—a household assistant in charge of guarding vila— continues to echo with the sound of knocking on the door.


Alisha hastily wiped away her tears. To quench his grief to be invisible. He got up, took off his face and replaced it with a hijab, then opened the door for the maid.


"Yes, Mommy" replied Alisha as soon as the door opened.


"Call Mom, Neng."


"Mama?"


Mak Ijah nodded.


"What time is it?"


"Hour two, Neng."


Alisha immediately closed the door and went straight to Sarah's room. It's common in these hours that Sarah wakes up, either from a nightmare or just asking for a drink. The previous nights Alisha always slept in Sarah's room to make it easier for Sarah if she needed help. Only tonight because of Arsya's arrival he chose to be alone for a moment in another room, a room that was used by Arsya when staying in this villa.


Before opening her mother-in-law's room, Alisha paused for a moment at the door. He took a deep breath, patting his cheek. I hope his sadness is disguised. Of course he did not want what he felt at this time to be known by Sarah.


"Mom need something?" alisha asked as soon as she entered her mother-in-law's room. Sarah was sitting on the head of the bed.


"Where are you sleeping?"


"Alisha praying in the next room, Ma." Alisha approaching. "Want a drink?"


He took a glass on the nightstand and Alisha gave it to Sarah. Wait until Sarah finishes drinking and returns the half-filled glass to Alisha.


"Where to?"


"Mas Arsya returns to Jakarta, Ma. There's a lot of business that Arsya has to finish."


"Why hurry, he just came why come back immediately."


Alisha is confused as to what to answer, finally lies come out of her mouth. "Mas Arsya there are jobs that cannot be left behind, Ma. What do you need, just tell Alisha."


Sarah shook. There was a sad look on the woman's face.


"Yes, Mama's sleeping again, yeah. Alisha companions."


Aided by Alisha, Sarah returns to the fold. After confirming Sarah's blanket, Alisha goes to the sofa. As usual, he would sleep there waiting for dawn.


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Returning to Jakarta, Arsya did not go to his apartment but to Jimmy's apartment. He chose to stay there temporarily to avoid the reporters.


Of course the scandal is a magnet for news seekers to come. Moreover, this is the second time he was involved with the police because of women. It must be an interesting news to sell.


The shaking of the phone woke Arsya from her sleep. He was very tired after a trip from the villa last night, but he forced also to take a cellphone even though his eyes were still closed.


He opened a call he could not answer. There was a short message for him too. His eyes opened wide and read the message.


[Come if you want to change everything.]


Like a horse being whipped, Arsya immediately got up and ran looking for his shirt. He was in a hurry to wear it.


"Where are you going, lo?" asked Jimmy who had just entered the room and saw Arsya dressed in haste.


"Gue has to go" replied Arsya as she pulled the zipper on her pants.


"Yes, where to?"