Divorced on the First Night

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Anha placed the black-colored chopsticks on the table. To avoid Hasan's suspicion of her, Anha finally raised her arms and pretended to smile thinly at Hasan.

“Seriously you are okay? Are you not feeling well anymore?” hasan asked as he placed his palm on Anha's forehead.

Hasan breathed a sigh of relief. Not hot. Thank goodness Anha has no fever.

Anha glanced towards Angga who was currently observing herself with Hasan in silence. Angga propped his chin with his left hand and his right hand stuffed food into his mouth using chopsticks. Angga's gaze seemed to mock. Between saying in your heart, ‘So sweetnya’ or as if indirectly telling Anha; ‘Until when are you going to pretend like this?'

“Ha-Hasan. I-I want to go to the bathroom stare, yes,” said Anha stammered then stood up from her sitting position. Go to the bathroom just an alibi to avoid Angga.

But when he was about to step away. Angga said something that made his steps stop. Making her heart feel as if it was re-emaas and pulled out, Anha's body stiffly froze to hear Angga's words.

Angga…

“Yah, An. Though I want stories about you to your future husband, you know. No exclamation if you go back now.”

Anha tried to ignore and put her hair behind her ears but Angga was fishing.

“Only you are not curious about what I want to talk to Hasan?”

Anha actually doesn't want to pee at all. The real reason he wanted to go to the bathroom was because he only wanted to avoid Angga

But Angga's words just now made Anha even feel more unsettled.

What if later when Anha to the bathroom Angga even said ‘itu’ things to Hasan?

“Yaudah, deh, I'll go to the bathroom later,” said Anha then she sat back in her chair. Better he's here first.

“Seriously? Later you wet the bed, you know,” ledek Hasan while chuckling to Anha.

If in a normal atmosphere without Angga here surely Anha would be singing her lips pretending to be rude to Hasan. Or sometimes Anha would also hit Hasan's shoulders or thighs slowly because he was mocked like that.

But this time Anha really had no sense of humor at all, she just pretended to smile back at Hasan's joke.

Angga looked at the two of them who currently looked friendly. Damnit damnit! Though it has become an ex, but why also Angga still feel jealous of Anha and her partner?

Angga felt jealous, jealous because they looked close and warm like that.

Jealous because this man in front of her could get such a beautiful and kind and graceful Anha. Anha who is different is far from the bad and naughty impression like Anha when High School used to be.

Angga smiled skewedly meaningfully when thinking of a thing. It was so jealous that he wanted to ruin that intimacy.

Angga stirred the drink in front of him with a straw.

“Btw, I am curious about something,” said Angga while observing his drink.

“What?” answer Hasan briefly.

“Oh, yes... Have you two ever done anything while dating?” chirp Angga while enjoying the orange-flavored drink.

Anha and Hasan automatically scrunched their foreheads hearing Angga's words just now.

What does that mean?!

“Means?”

It was not Anha who said that. Except Hasan.

“Yes, you guys during girlfriendana have ever done anything? That, doang, cook do not understand, anyway.”

Oath for what exactly Hasan is confused whether the speech of the friend of Anha is included in the category of disturbing personal problems or Hasanlah who is currently being misinterpreted if in fact Angga just simply ask without indication like those?

Anha clenched her hands tightly. No comment whatsoever.

Hasan tried to be mature, he couldn't have suddenly been angry with Angga about the question.

“That's not what I mean. If so, I know times too. But what I asked this time you same Anha ever why?”

Hasan was getting louder to hear it. Seriously? Should Hasan tell Angga if they ever kiss hot in the apartment? It was also impossible for Hasan to expose their privacy like that. This lady does not seem to be an ethical person.

“Means?” hasan's question started to pry. Anha really hates Angga. Allowing Angga to join lunch together was indeed a bad decision.

“Casak, anyway, you guys are dating just a sidecar, doang. Come on.. right, I am also curious,” said Angga with a slightly mocking tone.

Anha stood up from her sitting position with a breath that blew quickly due to emotions.

“Go no!” said Anha firmly while pointing towards the right driving away Angga.

Hasan was quite surprised by Anha's response like that. But indeed this friend of his was unable to keep his tongue at all.

Hasan turned to the left and right to check the situation. The voice from Anha was not too loud, there were only other customers in this dining area who were sitting in two seats to the right of Hasan who saw the three of them fighting each other. Right now the two women were whispering to each other about this mess.

Hasan was holding onto Anha's lower shirt trying to keep her from getting too carried away by emotions and so as not to invite the attention of more others as well.

Angga grinning. Staring at the two brown netra belonging to Anha lamat-ambi seemed to tell Anha inwardly…

‘Why? Are you afraid of being caught?’

“Udah, An. Sit first. It's not nice to see someone else like that,” said Hasan trying to pull Anha's hand and lead her to sit back in her chair.

Finally Anha wants to sit back with emotions that are still exploding.

“Please keep the attitude, you,” Hasan said firmly. But Angga chuckled. This friend of Anha is really sick.

“Asan I want to go home!” said Anha while attaching the strap of her bag to her shoulder.

Angga is a real jerk!

Angga grinned and shook his head. It's really exciting!

“Why hurry to go home. We, right, just met. But you don't have to be hypocritical. Have you two ever done anything? Yes, the times of se-sexy girls are not lo sleepi—”

The sound of the table breaking Angga's speech just now.

“Which is polite, yes, you!” anha was very angry. His lips formed a straight line. His breath was blowing uncontrollably due to emotions. Angga is overdoing it!

Angga had not been able to continue his words again but his mouth was opened a little because he felt really did not believe what had just happened to him.

Angga rubbed his face soaked because Anha doused it using her ice that had not been used up and left three-quarters in her glass.

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