Destiny Love Rianti

19. Calter Voice

[PoV Galih]

"Darling, I'm thirsty, please get me some water well," I asked Amira, who was busy playing on the phone next to where I was laying down.

"What the hell Mas, take it yourself there, I'm tired of knowing," said Amira while changing the position of my back.

It's always like this Amira, not if I want to tell her. In contrast to Rianti, who without having to tell, he always prepared a glass of water on the nightstand near my bed. He knows very well my habits will be thirsty if you wake up in the middle of the night.

Finally, without talking to Amira again, I got up from my sleep and headed for the kitchen. Angry as well, but I don't want to show it to Amira, maybe she will get angry back at me and after that a fight will be created between us. And I'm not the kind of person who wants to argue too long.

He will be more dominant in the fight. The screaming will even bite my body. I really wanted to slap him, but unfortunately I'm not the kind of guy who plays with his hands. So I decided to give up and stay away from him.

I kept walking towards the kitchen. A moment of remembrance of Rianti and the children. I am starting to miss them. Haahh, I sighed.

My name is Galih Pratama Wijaya a man with extraordinary achievements. Handsome and rich too. Well even though I used to be just an ordinary man, but thanks to my persistence and my fighting spirit, I am now at the peak of high success.

Married with a beautiful woman, it is not the main capital in a marriage. It's pretty, it can't make me comfortable.

I beat the kitchen lights and walked slowly to the refrigerator, then took a small bottle of bottled mineral water and gulped it down. It was so fresh when the water touched my throat that it had dried up.

Turn around again, but this time I did not go straight to the room, I decided to go to my work room. Throwing rough my body on the couch.

A cigarette with the most expensive brand has been tucked between my fingers. The sound of a gas match signifies that I have burned the cigarette.

Wussshh, smoke billowed from my mouth as my mind began to look far into the past.

Rianti Nandita, the woman who accompanied me in the bitter face of this life. Who stood by me in my most difficult times. A woman who has given me three little heroes and two angels of the world.

I used to be crazy about him. Women with a high level of beauty. The nose is sharp, the skin is smooth and the white is clean, the face really reminds me of the Indian actress Aishwarya Ray. It was perfect in my eyes at the time.

But everything feels different. Slowly my feelings for her evaporated. Since she began to conceive our fourth child. I don't know why I'm getting tired of seeing it, it just doesn't seem interesting to me anymore.

For some men, beauty may be number one in choosing a partner. Plus wants her to look beautiful in front of her all the time.

The house will feel beautiful if the woman in it is also beautiful to look at. To me the beauty of my wife is important in my household.

But now I realized that it was not Rianti's beauty that faded away, but my gaze that I could not subdue. I enjoy the beauty of women who are not my mahram, that's why I can no longer measure how great my wife's beauty is. I was only bewitched with sin, in the end after halal, only then did I know that there was no one more beautiful than my Riant.

I closed my eyes, a bit of clear grain dripping from my net angle. I really regret what I did before, I should have realized and not abandoned them. Even now I am beginning to miss the presence of children in this house. Missing baby's cries and their mischief.

Amira my wife does not want to be pregnant, because later her body fat, her face will break out and all the bad things that will happen to her body if women are pregnant. This used to be the reason I left Rianti, which Amira was finally on standby for.

After a long time in the workspace. I stood up and went back to my room.

"where are you from?" Ask Amira who is now sitting in front of the mirror. She had just finished her shower and was getting dressed. Even when sleeping, he still keeps his appearance.

"I was drinking Mir's water" I said indifferently and jumped into bed. Then take my phone.

"Indeed, drinking water should take half an hour" he said.

"So I used to smoke in the study" I said lazily. I started to feel uncomfortable being next to her, but I was so excited to meet her secretly. Satisfying my male desire that I had been reluctant to do with Rianti at that time. Although not up to the act of adultery.

Amira was now standing up, her beautiful hair was just smeared, she was still wearing her bathrobe and immediately took it off to change clothes. I turned to her back, I knew she was teasing me, but right now I wasn't excited to touch her.

I immediately closed my eyes and ventured into the dream world, hoping to meet Rianti and the children in my dreams.

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When it entered dusk, the Maghrib prayer began to reverberate throughout the country. Amira had been busy picking and sorting out the clothes she was going to wear to my school reunion for a while. Counted ten expensive clothes that he bought this morning. That's how Amira will be very protective when it comes to her appearance. But about my clothes, he's a joke to take care of it.

"Bok ironed all his clothes well, I'm still confused about which one to wear," he told Mbok Alfa, our housekeeper who was quite old.

"Yes Madam." Alfa quickly obeyed Amira's orders, knowing that if she was a little late, Amira would scold her.

"My clothes, have you prepared Mir?" I asked Amira.

"That's what I should do too Mas, you can take it yourself in the closet, I'm busy, "he said without looking at me. This time he was busy choosing high heels that lined up neatly in a special closet he kept his shoes.

Without saying much I headed straight to the clothes room, opened the closet and sorted out the clothes I wanted to wear. Back I remembered Rianti, who was so painstakingly taking care of me. Provide all my needs when I want to go to an event. All I know is sit up and wait for everything to work out.

"Mbok, please iron my own well well," I told Mbok Alfa who carefully ironed Amira's shirt.

"Good sir."

I rushed to the bathroom to clean my body. Amira was busy with the accessories she was going to wear. I can guess, later he will take quite a long time to change clothes plus dress up.

***

"Amira, hurry dong, long time anyway." As expected, Amira will need a long time to dress until she polishes her face. I'm kind of tired of waiting for him, I want to feel like I'm staying, if I don't remember about the third world war until I do.

"Yes Mas, wait a moment why the hell," he replied no less shouting big.

***

With after the armless batik dress and knee length Amira down the stairs. Her smooth forehead looks tempting, this is Amira with her fashion style that is quite open. If in the past when I was dating I was fine with her appearance, but after marriage I became unhappy with this style of dress. Too open for a woman's clothes. Use a lot of bad guy eyes to enjoy it too.

"Too open, change your clothes" I told him.

"What the hell, don't start again. We'll be late if you start to question my appearance again." He answered with earrings on both ears.

"Amira, you look so seductive, I don't want any other man to enjoy your beauty. It's enough of me as your husband to enjoy it," I began to get annoyed.

"Start again. I'm just like this to lift your pride. From my looks people will think that you have become the best husband because it is so good to take care of me. You gotit?" He does not want to and will never give up.

"Oh come on, you don't have to make a lot of bad comments, just enjoy my beauty, and let's go."

I also once again gave up. It will be a long story if I stay with my opinion.

***

The hotel where the event took place was so crowded with many luxury vehicles that were parked next to my car. Before descending Amira was so panicked, and kept telling me if she looked beautiful and perfect. I just kept quiet and didn't comment on his words. Immediately open the car door and get down, then open the door where Amira is sitting..

"Darling, do I look perfect?" Before he came down he asked me again.

"Dad," I replied lazily.

As expected that his appearance will invite a lot of discordant voices. The men began to look at us, watching Amira's appearance with a perverted look. Amira looks even more confident with the amount of attention from them. I could only sigh annoyed at Amira's behavior, throwing my eyes at the circumstances surrounding the hotel. A moment later my eyes caught a figure I had longed for.

Rianti, that figure was in front of the entrance of the hotel along with a man I knew as his best friend back then. He is so charming with his simple appearance. She has truly been my Riant once that I have admired so much. My eyes can not be separated from looking at him, until I forget that Amira is now engaged in conversation with some of my classmates.

We walked in, with some friends I knew well. Amira continued to behave sweetly in front of them. Several times I gave her a code not to get too close to them, but Amira did not hear me and continued to seek their attention.

***

Throughout the event, I just kept watching Rianti with some of his friends. He looks so happy now. Has he really forgotten me? I'm sure he still likes me. The proof is that he has not even been married to date.

"Honey, I'm going to the toilet" said Amira.

I nodded my head and followed Amira from behind.

Right after being in front of the female-only public toilet, Amira immediately stepped in. While I wait outside playing my phone. Not long after seen Rianti walking towards me. I think I have a chance to talk to him.

"Ri, I want to talk to you for a minute" I told Rianti.

"What else are you talking about. There is nothing between us to talk about."

"Rianti, I miss the kids. I want to meet them." Staring fixedly at Rianti's face

"Well, what else did you meet them Mas, even to provide for them you didn't do." Smile at the loosest knots of her two sweet lips.

"I'm sorry Ri, please forgive me."

"Me and the kids have forgiven you. Never mind, we've been happy without you. And you're happy with your beautiful wife."

Rianti smiled slightly. I know he still loves me, only he won't show it to me because he's so disappointed in me.

"But I want to go back. Back together with you and the kids."

"Haha. You're funny Mas. We used to have you dumped. Now you want to take it back. Sorry, unfortunately neither I nor the children want to live with you anymore."

Rianti was about to step away. But quickly my firm hand pulled his hand.

"Honestly to me Ri, you're currently just venting your emotions right? You honestly still love me Ri. I know that" I said confidently, hoping he would melt and then embrace me.

Plaaac.

One slap landed on my cheek. I didn't expect Rianti to slap me. During her time as her husband she never even said anything rude to me.

"Love you said. Pede once you Mas. Do you know that I'm getting married soon?" He stared intently at me and threw a meaningful smile back at me.

"And well, that slap wasn't for my pain. But because of your insolence that has taken my hand."

He gave me a little warning and then left me. I just stuck to hold the pain in my cheek.

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After Rianti slapped me last night not one bit dampened my steps to meet him today. I will try to persuade him to take me back. I'm pretty sure he just vented his disappointment last night so he slapped me. While his statement about his getting married, I'm sure it was just to bully me. The truth is I know he misses me, I am so confident because I am his first love that he will never forget.

Intentionally still early in the morning I was getting ready, so that I could condition my time to go see Rianti and then go to campus.

Amira is still sleeping. This is not the waking hour. He never even prepared all my needs before going to college. Breakfast only mbok Alfa prepared it.

After enjoying breakfast, I left. Drove my car splitting the streets of the capital that has begun to be crowded with the workers' vehicles. Smiles rose from my face, imagining what happiness would be when Fatih and her sisters met me. They must have missed me so much.

Drrrrt, drrrr

My phone vibrated, a message went into my chat app.

[Sweetie, where are you?] Message from Amira. Tumben's clock like this Amira is awake. Surely he just felt like shitting then continued his sleep.

I'm just letting it go. And continue on my journey.

***

It was right in front of my house first. The house where I live with Rianti and my children.

Confidently I entered the yard. Rianti was already standing sweetly in front of the door. With her sweet smile that she used to always put up while waiting for me to come home from work.

I went down and walked casually towards Rianti who had been accompanied by children and a baby sitter of two twins. Is this my twin son? And women too? Ahh I'm so happy.

"Hi son, don't you miss Abi?" I asked Fatih who had now moved behind Rianti, followed by Syamil and Syafiq. They even showed me their unpleasant faces.

"The officer is Ummi, Fatih does not like to see him" Fatih said loudly.

A little surprised that Fatih said so. But I didn't take it too hard, He was just a kid who was angry with his father.

"Fatih baby, this is Abi son, Abi's coming home." I crouched down and spread out both my hands, giving Fatih a code to come over and hug me. But in fact Fatih still did not move from his place, he was even stronger grasping Rianti clothes.

"You want what else you are?" Cercah.

"I just want to meet Ri's children," I replied as I got up from crouching.

My eyes are now on the twins who are in the arms of a woman I believe to be her nanny.

"This is our son Ri?" Walk slowly closer to Ani.

I was very happy to see them, because I had always expected a daughter in my marriage and Rianti.

"No! They're just my kids!" Rianti replied firmly.

"Go Mas. You have no more right to me and the children!" Lirih.

"You don't forget Ri, until whenever I'm the father of the children!"

"A father who leaves his children."

"You should be ashamed, my children, no one misses you."

"I'm sorry Ri. Please give me a second chance to correct my mistake" I pleaded.

I was too stupid to leave Rianti first. Now I'm really sorry and want to go back to him.

"I'm sorry Ri left you and the kids."

Rianti did not speak of me. He was silent and did not look at me. Like thinking about something.

"Already Mas. I'm not as pretty as Amira. Didn't you say I'm no longer attractive to you?" He grins.

"I was wrong Ri. You're still the best." I showed her a face begging her.

He has not yet answered my words. A taxi drove into the grounds of Rianti's house. Hafizh Amira's ex-husband, the man got out of the taxi with a crisp bag containing many toys. He throws a smile at Rianti and the children. Why is he here?

"Om Afis," the children ran towards him. Even Shafiq whined for her to carry.

My heart is really hot to see this scene. The kids didn't even hug me earlier, why are they hugging men who have nothing to do with their blood. My anger was heightened when I saw Hafizh who was so considerate of my children and then looked at Rianti meaningfully.

"You see Mas, the kids have found your replacement." Rianti threw back the word at me.

"So don't be so confident, if I still hope for you let alone still love you."

"You're wrong. It's easy for me to forget all the pain you inflicted on me."

I stared furiously at Rianti. I can't believe he treated me badly today.

"Hi Galih, how are you?" The man greeted me.

I didn't bully him and chose to leave this place.

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