Black Stain My Husband

Lose ground

Like most married couples, Zahra and Aidin join hands when entering the party room. They lie in front of all the guests with a relationship that is already on the verge of divorce. 

Zahra did not want her household news to be made public. For the sake of Adijaya's good name, he put aside his already badly wounded heart. 

The first time they met his two brothers, the happiest person among the guests who came. 

"Congratulations, Brother. May she be given a smooth run until giving birth."

After hugging each other, Zahra stroked Keysa's distended stomach. As the woman requested, Zahra gave the best prayer for the future mother and her baby. Give him the gift he brought. Then cupped his hands together in front of Darren, the brother-in-law he had not seen for a long time. 

They did not know the household issues of Aidin and Zahra for living abroad. Both of his parents never told him. 

"Why are you guys so long?" kuluh Darren embraced the sister and patted Aidin on the shoulder. 

"Macet" he answered briefly. 

Happiness was also felt by Lilian and Herman, although they knew the disaster that struck the Aidin and Zahra households, at least they could see their daughter-in-law coming. 

"How are Mom and Dad?" asked Zahra to take off her embrace. 

"Alhamdulillah, good mama and papa. When are you going to play?" 

The head of Zahra covered with hijab. From the bottom of his heart, Miss Lilian has not been willing to let Zahra become his former daughter-in-law. 

Zahra turned to Aidin who was busy talking to Darren and smiled at Miss Lilian. 

"Later if the Aidin mas is not busy," he said. 

You're so good at hiding your problems, Ra. 

Mr. Herman's eyes are glazed. As a parent his heart was also slashed with the fate of his daughter-in-law. 

Mr. Herman knows who Zahra really is. Son of Delia (the woman of the night) and Adinata. However, he was convinced that his son-in-law was a good woman and could lead his son down the right path. 

"Later after the party meet papa in the room." Pointing to one of the tightly closed doors. 

Zahra nodded without a sound. In his heart he kept asking what his father-in-law would talk about. Must be serious stuff. 

Zahra was scattering with the other guests. He did not want to disturb Aidin who also met with his colleagues. He chose to sit while enjoying the dishes delivered by the waiter while listening to soothing music. 

"Hi, how are you? Long time no see" exclaimed the handsome man while patting Aidin wide shoulder from behind. 

Suddenly, Aidin turned towards the familiar source of the voice. "Iqbal," screeches. 

"You're here too?" Aidin dizzy looking for someone. Whether who was wanted, the man left Iqbal confused. 

"Who are you looking for?" Iqbal asked, sipping a drink that remained a little, and then put an empty glass on the table behind him standing. 

"You're here with your wife, right? Where's she?" guess Aidin. 

Iqbal laughed out loud at Aidin's words. 

"I don't have a wife." 

Aidin furrowed his eyebrows in disbelief. 

Iqbal sat in an empty chair. His sight was sweeping to sensate all the guests present. Then stop at Zahra who seems busy with a cell phone in her hand. 

They had been friends for a long time, only to have to separate because of their respective jobs, in fact, this was the first time they had met after so many years apart. 

"Well, a man like you doesn't have a wife yet?" Aidin doesn't believe it. 

Iqbal smiled then turned his gaze as Zahra turned to look at him. 

"Nothing is suitable" said Iqbal. Still stealing glances at Zahra. 

"What are your criteria?" ask Aidin again, curious about the type of woman of choice Iqbal. 

Iqbal turned his head towards Zahra who was smiling at the servant. 

"Women who wear pastel dresses?" Pointing Zahra made sure it was the woman Iqbal meant.

Iqbal nodded quickly. From the beginning he was fascinated by her appearance, and was convinced that such a woman was what he had been looking for all this time. 

Aidin should be happy and have many opportunities so that they can immediately separate. But instead, he was furious with Iqbal's confession that concerns his wife. 

"She's my wife" she replied, unknowingly acknowledging Zahra's status in front of her best friend. 

Iqbal who had just drank the juice spouted it, surprised by Aidin's statement. 

"Are you serious?" ask her. Although the music echoed, he could still clearly listen to the words of the friend. 

"Yes, his name is Zahra." 

"Why don't you accompany her, you fool."

Iqbal moved from his seat and approached Zahra alone. 

"Good day, miss," said Iqbal extending his hand in front of Zahra. 

"Hurray," Zahra replied briefly, he cupped his hands together in front of Iqbal without wanting to receive the helping hand. 

"Who's your name?" asked iqbal again, pulling his empty hand. 

"Zahra," answered Zahra, looking at Aidin who was sitting in his place, even as Iqbal was sitting in front of him he did not want to get close. 

"You're Aidin's wife?" ask Iqbal. 

What did Aidin tell me about my status, or this man's own initiative. 

Zahra refused to answer. He was afraid of the wrong answer that made Aidin angry. Finally Zahra just smiled knot.

Guests are enjoying the party, but Zahra's heart remains empty. Being among many people still makes him lonely considering Aidin who does not care about it. 

What's up with them? ask Iqbal in heart. He did not want to conclude first and wanted to prove the suspicions that crossed his brain. 

The party atmosphere gets more crowded when at the top of the event. Since Zahra's meeting with Iqbal, he felt he had a friend when his two in-laws and brother welcomed other guests. 

Aidin who stood not far from them also occasionally glanced at Zahra who continued to smile while conversing with Iqbal. 

"So soon they're familiar, shitty." 

Aidin approached Zahra and whispered in her ear. 

"I want to talk to you, for a second," he said, splitting the crowd. 

Zahra grabbed her bag. Following Aidin's steps towards the second floor. 

The curious Iqbal quietly followed them from a considerable distance. 

"What do you mean by Iqbal?" asked Aidin turning his back on Zahra, his hands ruffled around his waist showing his irritation. 

"Whatever, I don't think it's any of your business anymore. We're getting a divorce soon, so don't interfere in my business" Zahra said fearlessly.

Aidin turned around and looked at Zahra with a sharp look. His jaw hardened with both hands clenched. 

"But at this time you are still my wife and must not talk to other men" Aidin protested unequivocally. It was as if he had indeed forbidden Zahra from doing anything. 

"If that's what you want, I can do it. As long as you want to stay away from Amera before she officially becomes your wife." 

The demand is quite easy, but heavy for Aidin. 

Skunks 

Aidin was defeated, this time he could not speak anything but accept defeat and let Zahra get close to another man.