
Ferry wakes Dayana up gently, but it seems like Dayana's body is too tired, not realizing the call from Ferry. Ferry lifts Dayana's body towards her room. And put it on the bed. Open his face and keep it on the nightstand. Ferry looked at Dayana's face for quite a while.
" It's pretty..." He muttered, but a second later, Ferry shook his head. And hit him slowly.
Ferry came out of Dayana's room. Then Ferry went back into his room. Clean yourself, and eat the food cooked by Dayana. Ferry looked around, the house was neat and clean, the food served was delicious. Ferry sighed, recalling the time Dayana asked for a divorce some time ago.
As a wife, during these five years, things have changed a lot. Dayana has never met her friends. Always try to do everything well. In the beginning, there was a lot wrong. But over time, Dayana has changed a lot.
Dayana awoke from her sleep just before dawn. Dayana was confused as to why she was suddenly in the room. Dayana remembers the last time she was in the small mosque of the house. Dayana began to clean the house, having completed her obligations as a servant. Dayana was stunned for a moment to see Ferry in Koko's clothes and also sarong and peci, looking so handsome that morning. Ferry had just returned from a mosque not far from their home.
Ferry waved his hand in front of Dayana, seeing Dayana who was silent looking at him.
" Yes.hey..."
Dayana was immediately jolted, and seemed misbehaved, when she was caught looking at Ferry.
" Sorry.me.me.want to make breakfast first. I.iya ..I make breakfast."
Dayana went straight to the kitchen, took out the groceries, and began to execute them. While Ferry seemed to smile thinly, and looked at Dayana from where she stood.
Ferry sat down waiting for Dayana to prepare her breakfast. The time is still showing at seven in the morning, Dayana is preparing her provisions.
Ferry only pay attention to every movement Dayana.
When Dayana wants to get back into her room, Ferry is banned.
" Eat first, from the night you haven't eaten, right?"
Dayana, who saw her hand held by Ferry, tried to let go subtly.
" It's not, Fer. I eat at work."
Dayana passed, while Ferry sighed.
" What is the monthly money I give you less, until you have to come to work?"
Ferry's remarks brought Dayana to a standstill. Then look towards him.
" No, I just want to be independent, all this time I've been too dependent on you. Sorry for my attitude all along."
Ferry was silent. Dayana continued her steps into the room. Dayana came out of the room wearing neat clothes. The trousers are paired with a peach-colored long-sleeved shirt, as well as a patterned hijab that matches the shirt.
Like yesterday, Dayana walked back to the stop today, waiting for an angkot to take her to work. Once there, it was still the same as the day before. The mini market was not yet open, their operating hours were eight in the morning, and Dayana arrived at seventy-thirty-five that morning. Soon, Susi comes, opens the door and they start working.
At six in the afternoon, Dayana came home, today a lot of goods entered, and of course making Dayana must help tidy up the goods. And back Dayana exhausted. Unable to hide, Dayana's face is clearly printed.
Dayana arrived almost seven o'clock in the evening, and the traffic jam made Dayana late to arrive home. Dayana already saw the Ferry motorbike on the terrace. Dayana said her greetings, and went straight to her room, put the bag in use, then put the supply place in the sink. And hastily cleanse yourself for ablution. Maghrib time is running out.
Ferry who saw Dayana still wearing clothes this morning frowned, then his gaze led to the small mosque of their house. Mukenah in Dayana's wear is still lying around. Ferry sure, Dayana just came, pray and hurry to cook.
" You just got home?"
Dayana just nodded, and returned her hands busy slicing onions and frying fish. Ferry helped him, by folding the face and prayer mat still stretched, making Dayana round her eyes.
" Don't, let it go, let me make it all up after this. Sorry."
Ferry's hands stopped. Ferry never wanted to know anything, which he knew, when he came home to the house must be neat and clean, nothing to ruin his view. Ferry could be angry. And from that time, Dayana always tried desperately to make their house look clean.
After cooking, Dayana prepares dinner at the table. And ask Ferry to eat right away. Dayana herself went back into the room.
Dayana went back to the bathroom to take a shower. Thirty minutes later, Dayana came out of the room, and went straight to the room where the clothes that had not been ironed were. Dayana ironed clothes that were already dry.
Dayana was avoiding the Ferry. Now he doesn't want Ferry to be upset, to always see him. All this time Dayana always tried to get Ferry to see it. But now no longer, the determination is unanimous, after the money is collected, Dayana will file for divorce. He no longer wants to impede Ferry in a torturous marriage. It's been five years, Dayana's been selfish. Dayana has always been aware that Ferry's happiness lies with Diandra. But selfishness and greed control his heart and mind to make Ferry locked in this marriage.
Almost ten o'clock in the evening, Dayana's just finished. Dayana came out of the ironing room, and saw Ferry in the television room but the food at the table was not reduced. Dayana wanted to not care, but her affection made her open her voice.
" Why not eat?"
Ferry, who heard Dayana's voice, looked at Dayana standing at the dinner table.
" You haven't eaten either, have you? We eat together."
" You better eat first, remember you have stomach disease, you have to eat on time."
Dayana's remarks made Ferry speechless. Dayana went back into her room with a pile of clothes that had been ironed. While Ferry only saw Dayana who walked back and forth while carrying clothes.
" I'll let you in your room, keep your clothes."
Without hearing Ferry's answer, Dayana enters, and arranges Ferry's clothes. And changed her husband's bedsheet. After everything was done, Dayana came out. Dayana saw Ferry eating. Dayana went back to her room.
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