Combined In Marriage

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Ajeng sat on his bed, embracing both his legs with his two hands. Waiting for the man to come open the door of his room, there was a sense of worry if the man would not come but then Ajeng reassured him if the man would definitely come because he himself said it.

He looked at his phone, the messages were sent about thirty minutes ago. Shouldn't he be back in about fifteen to twenty minutes after delivering his message? Ajeng thought that Dimas would send those messages back home. Disillusioned by her grief, Ajeng does not remember when her husband left the house, but adjusts his mind to the time the messages were sent.

Ajeng again cried because he really thought that Dimas would not come back tonight and forgot the words he sent. Ajeng cried bitterly because he felt he was not cared for by Dimas, it felt like he wanted to disappear from this place and repeat his life again.

While Ajeng was crying by himself in his bed, Dimas reached home, he walked quickly to Ajeng's room, afraid that she would feel lonely alone in this house.

"Honey" Dimas opened the door, he saw the bent Ajeng embracing both his legs sitting on the bed crying. He did not know what he was feeling now, he wondered, astonished, shocked, and at the same time pity to see that very lonely woman who was none other than his own wife.

"Mas, are you home?" Ajeng immediately looked up when he heard Dimas calling him that name. Her eyes were watery red, she could not remember if she had just cried so badly that she still dared to show her face in front of her husband Dimas.

"Why you?" Why crying?" Dimas approached to hug the woman.

"You're lonely here, baby? Hm? Why crying?" Dimas hugged Ajeng firmly trying to calm the woman down, he wanted to keep Ajeng smiling, he always wanted to see the beautiful woman smiling.

"Mas, you're home" Ajeng returned Dimas' embrace.

"Don't cry anymore"

Dimas wondered what Ajeng was thinking and said so. Ajeng began to calm down, he slowly began to sleep in the chest of Dimas field.

"Are you going to sleep, baby?" Ajeng nodded his head slowly then returned with his comfort.

"Mas wipe the tears Ajeng wear wet cloth well? Let his eyes not hurt when he woke up and his sleep later more comfortable" Ajeng nodded his head in agreement again.

Dimas laid Ajeng's body on the mattress, then went to take a clean cloth and then wet it. Dimas rubbed the tear-streaked face slowly, until Ajeng again felt a chill on his face. Dimas also lay next to Ajeng after finishing wiping his wife's face with a wet cloth. Dimas embraced Ajeng tightly, then fell asleep.

*****

Dimas woke up from his sleep after feeling a body trying to escape from his grasp, Dimas stared at the strange Ajeng because he might have just woken up from his sleep.

"Where are you going?"

"You take a shower"

"Here we go"

"Why are you doing Mas?"

"Why did you last night? Hmm?" Dimas began to pull Ajeng back into his arms, Ajeng without any refusal to return Dimas' embrace.

"It's okay, Mom"

"You're being honest with me, why did you last night?"

"I'm just waiting for Mas to come home, I don't think Mas to come home"

"Why do you think it's like that?"

"It's okay Mas" Ajeng shook his head with a face that didn't convince Dimas at all.

"You work today?"

"Yes Mas"

"Aren't you going on vacation?"

"Make what? I can't just work"

"Yes, I'll take you later, want to take a shower first?" Confused to answer what.

"I-iya Mas" Ajeng then replied after thinking about all the possibilities that would happen.

Ajeng thought hard what exactly he really wanted for his life, thinking that living with Dimas was already something he should be grateful for and not have to ask for more.

"What kind of time do you want to daydream?" The princess messed with the daydream Ajeng wondered what her best friend was thinking.

"No, it's okay, you want lunch?"

"Yes, come!" Ajeng nodded his head slowly.

"How is your relationship with your husband Jeng?" The princess asked after the two sat in the company cafeteria chair.

"We're good, how are you with your husband?"

"We're good too"

"Alhamdulillah"

"Aren't you guys in trouble lately?"

"No Put, nothing"

"Ooo so" Princess knew there was no need to continue this conversation after Ajeng said so.

"I've explained everything the same Adrian so you don't have to worry anymore"

"Thank you Put, thank you very much"

"Yes, it doesn't matter, I'm close to you two anyway. I shouldn't be that stupid, you still have a husband but I've been playing soul-mates haha" Ajeng and Putri laughed along hearing those words.

"You have a girl friend you can meet Adrian?"

"Hmm, I don't know, but I'll try to find it later"

"Yes, thank you Put?"

"Yes my sweet darling"

"Am I sweet?"

"Yes, not only beautiful you are also sweet after being seen, maybe because you are married now?"

"What the hell are you Put?!" Both of them laughed again.

"Dimas turns out to bring happiness hormones are also the same as you?"

"You've got a Put"

*****

Ajeng finished his work as usual, he immediately went home after. When she reached the parking lot, she immediately saw her husband's car parked neatly with other vehicles. Ajeng did not see Dimas because Dimas was in the car, though she was very sure it was her own husband's car.

Ajeng walked to the car looking for the face he saw this morning, there were about three steps to the dark black car but Ajeng had not yet found the look of the man. Instantly Ajeng became doubtful. He wondered if Dimas might not meet him immediately or at least greet him from the car when he saw his own wife approaching him after being tired of work.

"It's Mas Dimas' car, right?" Ajeng asked himself, and until now there was also no wind from the four-wheeled vehicle.

Ajeng ventured himself to the black car, although slowly but he was convinced and still walked carrying out the decision of his arguing mind.

"Mas" Ajeng stretched his legs and body to look inside.

"Yeah!!" Agheng was shocked when the man he was looking for his whereabouts was now behind him, the man tried to get him to get a mild heart attack like him. Dimas was now right standing in front of him showing a face like someone who had nothing wrong at all.

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