Becoming a Third Person

Meet Yulia

Bismillah...

Tyo just stepped out of his office. He's in a hurry. After this, you should check the development of the factory. A man's voice stopped his steps.

"Sir Tyo,"

Tyo undoes his intention to open the door of his car. Dani just got out of her car and stepped quickly towards her. Tyo sighed, he was lazily serving Dani. It must be the same question, when will I visit Yulia. I don't know, Tyo is still reluctant to invite Rima to meet Yulia.

"There's a minute, sir?"

"Yes, Mr. Dani, what's wrong?"

"Sorry if I disturb, I...would I invite Rima to go to Mama's house?"

Tyo actually wanted to explode. What right did Dani take his wife? Or rather force.

"I'm not asking for permission, sir."

"Sir, I beg you. Please let Rima meet Yulia. Half an hour is enough, sir. Rima might be able to calm Yulia down."

Tyo silent. There seems to be no chance to escape. Although it felt hard to bring Rima to meet Yulia. Even this morning Tyo was already emotional because Rima also asked permission to meet Yulia. Tyo was sorry for yelling at Rima.

How long will this Yulia affair haunt her household with Rima?

"Where sir? I really hope Mr. Tyo allows."

"Yeah.ok. Tomorrow's Saturday I take Rima there."

Dani looks relieved. A faint smile fell on his lips.

"Thank you sir, I'm waiting for Mr. Tyo at my mom's house."

Tyo just nodded with a grim face. I don't know every name Yulia called her feelings so bad.

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Rima stood in the doorway, waiting for her husband to get out of the car. Tyo had just arrived, his face looking tired. Rima smiled as Tyo was already in front of her. Inevitably, Tyo smiled, feeling guilty for this morning yelling at Rima.

"Mas, tired huh?"

Rima kissed her husband's hand.

"Yes, that's fine."

"You want to make coffee what is ginger tea?"

"Coffee, anyway,"

"I went to the kitchen first,"

Rima was just about to step up, when Tyo withdrew his hand.

"Hey, come here first."

Tyo suddenly hugged her. Rima wrapped her hands around Tyo's waist. Inhaling the scent of her husband's body. And secretly smile.

"I'm sorry, I was angry this morning."

Rima nodded.

"I'm wrong, man,"

Ah how can Tyo not melt like this. Although Rima's age was far below her, she was always willing to give up. It looks like Rima really understands Tyo's character hard and does not want to be denied.

"I'm also wrong, I want to ignore my outrageous anger. And another one, I don't like to be denied. Especially Yulia's business."

"Yes I understand. Take a shower first. I'm gonna make some coffee."

Tyo took off his embrace, staring at Rima who was walking into the kitchen.

"Emira where's Rim?"

"Main in the house next to the mas, mbak Enni has a baby. Emira saw the baby Mbak Enni."

"Aren't you coming along?"

"Udah mas, just there Trus Emira did not want to go home."

"Yaa cepet made a baby if that, let's get a look at the baby people."

Rima smiled as she looked at Tyo who had a flat expression.

"Rim..saturday I'm anter."

Rima looked up, while carrying a cup of coffee. His face showed a question.

"Where's mas?"

"To Yulia's mother's house."

Rima almost jumped up happy. But immediately remembered Tyo's anger this morning. He decided to act ordinary.

"Mas Tyo not a permit?"

"Forced,"

Tyo glanced at him, without a smile.

"Dani found me again. He wants you to meet Rima. Yeah, instead of both of you, Dani mending me anther."

Rima hugged Tyo, happy to finally be allowed to meet Yulia.

"It's only been 1 hour, and it's also because it's been forced."

Tyo confirmed the word 'forced' while smiling wryly.

"Yes my husband."

"Udah ah I take a shower first."

Tyo stepped into his room with his mind filled with various kinds of prejudices. He's never had anything like this.

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Saturday was still morning, Rima was ready with a light blue robe combined with purple on the arms and bottom. The veil is also light purple. While preparing breakfast, Rima occasionally looked at Emira in her room. The little girl who was a teenager was wearing her headscarf.

"Bund, is it neat, Mira's hijab?"

"Well, that's beautiful. Drink the milk."

"Yes bund, the mother who anter school right?"

"Yes dong, as usual."

Emira smiles. Rima looked at his nose with affection. Soon Rima drove on his motorbike, taking Emira to school. The distance between home and school is not too far away. Rima also prefers to ride a motorcycle because it is faster and effective through traffic jams in the morning.

The cloud already hangs low over the city of Malang. It looks like it's going to rain soon. Rima hurriedly prepared breakfast for Tyo. He wanted to quickly finish his task for fear of Tyo changing his mind.

"Mas, so are you going to run out of this?"

He was busy with coffee in front of him.

"So,"

Dani has reminded Tyo several times through the message wa. Messages left unrequited. Tyo lazily replied to him.

"I tipped the same pesen ma'am Warti first yes. Trus is leaving."

"Dear, the tumben is so fussy."

Rima chuckles at seeing her husband sewot.

Before long they had already driven on quite crowded streets. Accompanied by drizzle that is getting louder and longer.

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Mama Dini - Yulia's mother - welcomes Rima on the terrace. They hugged warmly. Rima was very familiar with the Yulia family. For a dozen years he had been friends with Yulia, of course the Yulia family knew him very well.

"Yes Ma, Rima hasn't played here in a long time either."

"Well, is it busy now?"

Mama Dini glanced at Tyo who was standing with a flat expression.

"Heheh that's it Ma, busier pretentious to be precise."

Mama Dini and Rima laughed.

"Why does it feel like a new manten? Seneng ya nduk?"

Rima glanced at Tyo.

"Seneng Ma, uh this is Mas Tyo Ma, Rima's husband."

Tyo just nodded and smiled faintly at Mama Dini. Replied Mama Dini with a smile as well.

"Yuk yuk, Yulia again fell asleep. Often suddenly pain in his back."

"So operation Ma?"

"So, this has been scheduled by the doctor. Yesterday the doctor was still abroad."

Mama Dini suddenly stopped and turned to look at Tyo who was walking behind them.

"Son Tyo, monggo sit down first. Dani comes in a moment. Didn't tell me to buy cenil lopes, deket here anyway."

"Good ma'am,"

Tyo sat in the well-appointed living room. Before long Dani appeared and accompanied Tyo chatting. While Rima followed Mama Dini into the family room.

"That's Yulia, that's her job now. Sleep, sometimes daydream. That's why Dani thinks you're here. You usually cheer him up."

Rima approached, hesitating. He was not sure how Yulia would react. Yulia turned her head when she felt someone approaching her. His eyes widened to see Rima. But his expression was hard to guess.

"Yul, how are you?"

Rima smiled, Mama Dini approached her and embraced Rima's shoulder.

"Yul, this is Rima coming. Manten new nyquatin nengok you."

Yulia was just silent, her eyes were staring at the television that was somehow playing what show. Rima realized Yulia looked pale and thin. Her hair that is usually styled stylist looks unkempt. Not to mention a plain face without make up. Like Yulia usually isn't.

"Yul asked how are you doing?"

Mama Dini touched Yulia's shoulder, her face looked impatient.

"Father Ma, let Yul be just as Rima."

Mama Dini nodded in understanding and passed away leaving the two of them.

"Yul, when's the operation?"

"Ga knows." Julia melengos. Rima felt her heart crumple, but she endured.

"I miss you Yul, we haven't had coffee together in a long time."

Yulia glanced at him at a glance then returned to throw her face. Rima has not given up, she understands that maybe Yulia is still hurting her because of Adhi.

"You want me to make some coffee? Our favorite black coffee."

Yulia was silent, then nodded weakly. Rima went to the kitchen and came back with two cups of coffee.

"It's drunk first, yours has two teaspoons as usual."

Rima smiled happily seeing Yulia receive her cup.

"Here is the cup," Rima placed the cups on the coffee table.

"I.pengen met Adhi."

Rima jerks. Why come back to this topic?

"Yul, forget Adhi. You have Dani. She loves you very much."

Yulia looked at Rima sharply.

"All because of you!"

"Yul, Istighfar don't be rich gini."

Rima clasped Yulia's hands gently. But Yulia pulled him roughly.

"Adhi ain't in love with me, she's in love with you. No one loves me."

Yulia started crying.

"Yul many love and love you. I love you Yul. And I don't care about Adhi."

"But I care about Adhi Rim! I don't want him to leave!"

"Yul, think about your health. Think of Dani. Don't think there's nothing."

Rima's words seemed to pass just like that as Yulia's cries grew louder.

"I hate you!"

Tyo felt bad. He was agitated and eventually decided to take Rima home.

"Sir Dani, can you please anter me to Rima."

"Oh yes, come sir."

Tyo had stood up for a few minutes, long enough to see Yulia's reaction that fed him up.

"I hate you Rim! You don't want to meet me!"

Tyo felt his emotions rise quickly. She was not willing for Yulia to treat Rima like that.

Rima unconsciously Tyo was already nearby and pulled his hand.

"Let's go home,"

Rima's memory goes back to that night, the night in the sky lounge. Tyo's gaze was firm, and the two words were spoken only once sharply.

"Oh so you came with him?!"

Yulia looked at Tyo hatefully. So did Tyo, nauseous with Yulia who he thought was full of drama.

"Go there! I don't want to see you again!"

Dani was flabbergasted looking at his wife, as was Mama Dini who came because of Yulia's screams.

"We said goodbye to Dani, sir,"

Rima started to tear up. He still wanted to stay but Tyo had already pulled his hand. He knew Tyo was angry. Tyo's jaw clenched tightly.

Yulia's screams were still heard, Rima was sobbing even more. Julia was still her best friend, she never hated Julia. And Rima was sure Yulia did not hate him either.

Tyo stepped on the gas deeply. No talks with Rima. Tyo did not want to lose control and ended up yelling at Rima like yesterday. He was actually angry at Rima who let Yulia treat him badly. Angrier still at Julie's madness.

They missed their journey home in silence.

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-mariana

Don't be like Rima ya readers, choose a good friend.