Buying Wife

part#40

A month of living here made me forget about him. On all the good memories of him. The cuteness presented through the elderly, is the best medicine for me to eliminate lara.

Yeah, I'd rather spend time with the elderly than with the kids here. I don't know, it hurts to be with them. Memories of him who had stopped in my womb will be revealed again. Bemoan.

Usually, putu cake will come here almost every day. But, it had been a few days that he had not come. Not also giving news. I wasn't waiting for him, it was just that his habit of interrupting me every time, made me feel lost when there was no more news from him.

I ventured to send a short message with a green logo. There's no reply. Little disappointed. He's the only person I have right now. Friends who are always there every time I need and I'm sad. The backrest for me groaned besides Him.

"Looking, huh?"

I was shocked and almost dropped my phone. He who suddenly appeared from behind made me shocked and annoyed. I was angry at him for what. After scolding her, I just left. Not far from that place, my phone rang. Same name and same number. Husband-to-be.

I hesitated to pick up the phone from him. Until I realized, there was no reason for me to be angry with him. I am sorry even though my heart is still rumbling.

"Yes." Yeah." I'm still ketus.

"Sorry, there are some things I have to take care of until I don't have time to tell you.

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"It's none of my business."

"Should! I am your future husband."

"Is that so?"

"As per the name you keep on your phone."

"Sorry, yeah. We need to be clear. Here you keep your own number and name."

"If you don't like why not replace it?"

Checkmate. I can't answer Aldo's question. I don't know why I didn't change his name.

"You want me to change, really."

"No need." I was again shocked when the voice sounded from different ears where the phone was.

"You're it–"

"Stop drowning yourself in the past, because life goes into the future."

He was so serious when he spoke. Not as usual. There was no horse laughter on his face. Without even a smile.

"Isn't it better than living with the wrong person. Why don't you understand that?"

"I know, that's why I'm backing out. You know that, don't you?"

"Do you know, living with a sincere person who accepts your shortcomings, is much better."

Again. He managed to make me speechless. What's wrong with him today? Go a few days and come back as a strange figure. I don't like.

"Sometimes, we make a joke so that someone can feel comfortable with the facts that are veiled in it."

"Aldo, what's wrong with you today? I don't like it. I prefer Aldo yesterday."

"Whatever I am, the truth is you never liked me, did you?"

"It's not so, Al. I mean–"

Not even I finished saying, he just left. Without looking at it one bit.

"Aldo ...." It's sad to see him like that. I know how she feels about me. Before he went missing without any news of that time, he had a chance to talk to me.

"Ra, want to ride the bike? Around the village here, delicious loh. The view here is beautiful. Yes, although nothing beats the beauty of your face."

"Yes my. How dreadful you."

"But like it, right?"

"Lumayan. Make it entertainment."

"So?"

"What?"

"Isa. Shame to know, I'm a hijab and I don't deserve that."

"What do we want? We don't hold hands. If necessary, we block the motor using a plywood board."

"Ha ha ha. There-there are you. Yes, I want to. Don't use the board. Away is a bit."

"A little bit? Why not so much. Do you want to be with me?"

"You're going?" I'm firm. He immediately ran to pick up the guard's motorcycle here.

The motor drove down the yellowing peswahan. It will soon harvest. The wind blows cold. Blowing trees that make the leaves malambai-lambai. What a beautiful creation, O God.

The motor stops at the river. Very shallow and clear. I can even see the riverbed.

"Where's the meatball?"

"Do you really want meatballs?"

"And you're Bilanh himself to eat meatballs. You're a liar."

"Yes, yes, we will eat meatballs after from here, yes. But if it's magrib."

"Why should I come here first?"

"There's something I want to talk about. Important and serious. Also secrets. Don't let the meatballs know."

I laughed off. I don't know why, but I feel so amused to hear it.

"The Muslim laughs that way."

I immediately shut my mouth to Aldo's words. It's really shameful.

"Ra, do you remember the last time we met?"

"Yes, why? That time–"

"Since then, I've always thought of you. I don't know, but you're always on my mind. I feel really frustrated considering you're someone's wife."

I could only quietly listen to Aldo's statement.

"Honestly, I am indeed insolent because it is happy to hear that you have separated from the boy. Sorry for that."

Silent.

I feel the wind blowing pretty hard. My hijab even covered my face from the wind.

"Ra, let me tell you this feeling. I want you to be aisha for me. Be loyal to me until I die in your arms."

"Al, sorry. I'm ...."

"I know you don't have to return this feeling. Enough of living with me and a good bond. That's all."

"Don't. I was in that poisis, Al. At first I thought everything would be fine. But in fact, I succumbed to that feeling. You know what the end of the story is like, right?"

"Different, Ra. You don't have someone to run from me."

"But my heart was taken away by him. What's the difference, Al? You will be disappointed and suffer. Mr. Son himself will not run if I don't let him go, right?"

"That's difference. Until I will never let you go for anything and for anyone."

"I ...."

"We'll try it first. I will every until my lifetime in the world is over. Or until you yourself feel tired of having to pretend to love and be devoted to me, one day."

"Don't do this, Al. You deserve a good woman. Who am I? I even married someone else. There are still many girls out there who are much prettier and better than me."

"I'm not looking for a girl. I'm looking for a wife to be the mother of my children."

"Sorry, Al. I can't. I still love your Mas. Honestly, Al. I still love my ex-husband. I'm sorry."

Since then, Aldo has never contacted me or come to this foundation. He disappeared without news. He has now come back with a different attitude from the start we met. I .... Oh God, what should I do?

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