
The ringing of the phone made Aidin forced to open his eyes which still felt heavy. His hand stalling picked up his flat object that was on the table and examined it. Ten calls from mama, five messages from mama too, and five calls from Amera were ignored.
Most drinks make his head feel dizzy until he is not aware that he is sleeping on the sofa.
"What the hell is it?" his grunts while massaging the base of the nose. Collecting his scattered life.
He shifted the green badge without greeting.
"Din, where have you been? Why don't you pick up your phone" Lilian snapped from across the phone.
"I just woke up, Ma," Aidin replied with a distinctive sound of waking up.
"Astagfirullah, you are not at dawn" cried Lilian's mother later. Continuing the lecture, reminded Aidin of the heinous doom.
Aidin responded casually then looked at the clock that was coiling in his hand. It was eight o'clock. He remembered that Zahra had left the house. No one should wake him up.
"What's your mama calling this early?" tanya Aidin switched the conversation.
"You forgot, today Brother Keysa wants to hold a thanksgiving event, you pick up Zahra. I don't want to know, you have to come with your daughter-in-law."
Tut tut tut tut
Ms. Lilian hung up the phone without waiting for a response from Aidin.
"Sial, why should I be with Zahra? Why didn't Mama just tell me to be with Amera."
Aidin snorted at his nose as he smelled a foul smell that pierced his nasal cavity. Then, kiss the clothes attached to his body.
Turns out the smell of vomiting that last night hit his shirt.
Aidin rushed to the room. However, upon arrival in the room he did not go directly to the bathroom, but rather sat on the edge of the bed. Somehow his mind is currently a little chaotic if he remembers his unfounded household. This is not what he dreamed of after marriage, but it is what happened.
"I have to find a way to get papa to agree to my relationship with Amera."
Set the heart to choose Amera instead of maintaining her household.
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After a night of confusion with the clothes that will be worn to Keysa party, this time Zahra can smile widely after getting a delivery of dresses from Lilian's mom. Initially going to wear a simple dress, but suddenly there was a courier who said the package for her.
Although his relationship with Aidin was tenuous, Zahra still respected the Adijaya family and regarded them as family. Zahra also did not want to disappoint Lilian's mother who had full hopes for her arrival.
Just opening the front door, he was surprised by Aidin who was pecking on the porch of his house.
"Mas Aidin, why are you here?" ask Zahra enthusiastically. Staring at Aidin's neat appearance and wearing a shirt that matches the dress he wears.
"You pick you up" Aidin replied briefly.
I'm not dreaming, am I. Mas Aidin came here just to pick me up.
Zahra turned her eyes the other way. "No need, I've booked an ojek online, better go first."
Aidin looked at the small box that was in Zahra's hands, and made sure it was a gift for his sister-in-law.
"The event at Keysa's house is eleven, while it is ten o'clock now, if you wait for the ojek, it will be too late" said Aidin, this time not wanting to take any risks, he does not want to be the impingement of his mother if Zahra does not come with him.
True also what said mas Aidin, if I wait for ojek, must be late.
With a heavy heart, Zahra accepted Aidin's offer. She followed her husband's steps towards the car.
"Darling" shouted one woman from the end of the street.
Zahra stopped her steps when she saw Amera standing next to her husband's car.
"Yes, why? After all, Amera just hitchhiked up to the studio," concluded Aidin. He accidentally picks up Amera and drives her to work before picking up Zahra.
"I don't want to go" Zahra said, changing her mind. He did not want to ride in a car with a woman who had become a thorn in his household.
"Don't make me angry, I'm lazy to fight with you."
Aidin gripped Zahra's wrist and pulled her by force. He opened the back door and forced the woman inside.
Amera smiled with satisfaction at seeing Aidin who was very rude to his wife.
Then, he sat in front of the steering wheel, while Amera sat beside him.
Zahra looked out the window. Aidin's attitude was completely outrageous and made Zahra sure she would part with the man.
Aidin drove his car at a moderate pace, occasionally his eyes staring at Zahra from the reflection of the rearview mirror.
"Honey, there's the latest bag expenditure, then I bought it huh?" pinta Amera broke the silence.
Aidin nodded in agreement, "Don't today, surely mama told me to accompany Brother Darren."
"Besok also papa, I'll order first." Glancing at Zahra.
I will keep making you hate Aidin, I don't want him to be your husband.
Zahra did not care much about what Aidin and Amera discussed, she chose to focus on enjoying the outside scenery, even though her heart ached like a piercing pain. He was trying to be strong. Convince her heart that Aidin is no longer hers.
"Darling, tonight I can stay at your house?" Amera is trying to make Zahra hurt. This time his hand crept up, touched Aidin's thigh and grabbed the man's one hand and kissed him in front of Zahra. After that it alternated Aidin who did the same.
Zahra was tired of seeing their behavior and finally cleared her throat.
"If you just want to show off the romance in front of me, don't say it. I don't love Aidin anymore."
Aidin's heart felt throbbing, he should be pleased with Zahra's words. However, his heart was in pain hearing his wife's words.
"You'd better get married, to be free to do anything."
"You __"
"I'm not done talking." Zahra cut out Aidin's speech.
"Don't wait for us to get divorced, I don't want you to fall deeper into sin. I'll help you tell papa."
The green light keeps on burning brightly. Without being asked Zahra had released him, but somehow Aidin's heart felt heavy to do that.
Without notice, the car had already arrived in front of the studio. Amera went straight down after kissing Aidin's cheek.
The two waved goodbye hands.
"Moving!" aidin's Decree on Zahra.
"No way," Zahra refused.
"Move, or I'll __"
"What will you do, please hit me as much as you can. That'll make it easier for us to get divorced, won't it?"
Aidin pulled out his hand that was about to land on Zahra's cheek. Then he drove his car to Keysa's house.
I'm tired of being sweet. I admit I still love you, but I can't possibly fight for someone who clearly loves someone else. My only prayer, may Amera be a good wife and make you happy.
Unwittingly, a clear circle escaped wetting Zahra's cheeks, and it was witnessed directly by Aidin.