Double-role
CHAPTER 65 (Season 2)
The dark welcomed again, the heat of the day changed the cold dark. Amidst the silence, Alina sat on a single sofa in the room.
For a few days she did not speak comfortably with her husband. Azam was too busy with his own world. He knew on the sidelines of his job the husband spent time with Yasmin.
The forbidden relationship was intertwined forming another wound in Alina's heart. All this time he knew that Azam was betraying behind him. However, he did not care and just waited for when the time bomb would explode.
This afternoon the sky was so dark, gray clouds gathered indicating that the rain was coming soon. Without the wind, the cold air welcomed the horror.
In the room that should be used to work, Azam was busy killing time with Yasmin. The woman who works as an interior desianer uses her work to be able to meet the lover.
"Mas, yesterday Alina came to me. She said I'm a bad woman, snatch people's husbands. But I did nothing to him. I'm just trying my best to be by your side" he lamented as if innocent.
Azam who was sitting next to him immediately embraced his shoulders tightly. He carried that slender body into a hug. The smell of vanilla immediately greeted the sense of smell, he pegged for a moment to remember his late wife again.
However, Azam was already not as sad as before. Because now there is Yasmin who is so similar to the late house. He forgot all the sacrifices Alina had made so far that had healed him of his loss.
He fell in love with the mirage. He forgot if the mistake he made, one day it must bring regret. Azam played with destiny and betrayed in it.
"Don't get too thought out, Alina just doesn't know how you really are. You don't have to care what people say, who live us. Enough of you and me, the rest let it flow like water" Azam said.
Yasmin nodded at the chest of her field, those rancid lips smiling brightly. He comforts the position while listening to the beat of the heart of his beloved. In the room there were only the two of them, the clang of the clock became a silent witness to the crazy thing done.
From the outside, behind the small window Zara looked at their togetherness. The pain greets her strong feelings. He must be patient to carry out all the actions he has planned from the beginning.
He directed his smart objects and immediately photographed the togetherness of two lovebirds inside.
"Although I am very sick, but this is what should be done. I can't be sick alone" he murmured and sent the photo to someone. His lips lifted as if convinced of the plan in silence.
...***...
Alina had just relaxed after tidying up the house was startled by the vibration of a mobile phone on the table. He was sitting in the back garden enjoying a cup of warm tea.
Her head was down to the right looking at the incoming message from the number that had told her about the husband.
The wide forehead shriveled in capturing the camera image plastered from the message. Alina calmly brought her smart thing and opened it.
A photo shows the intimacy of her legal husband with another woman. He was stunned, but no longer surprised. Alina was ready about everything Azam would do behind her.
"Look, your husband is making out with his co-workers. Aren't you angry? Aren't you disappointed? Mas Azam is playing crazy behind your back" Alina said.
Without replying, he put the phone back on the table. He looked straight ahead, holding a glass.
A smile is present on her beautiful face, both legs are folded gracefully presenting the firmness of a wife. There was no expression, his face was flat and cold.
"They were too engrossed in playing around, so as not to think about what happened. Take it easy, God never sleeps and watches everything" he murmured again. He again sipped his tea briefly and showed the curvature of his crescent moon again.
Dusk came melting the dark clouds this afternoon. Beautiful pastel colors sprayed in East Ufuk attract attention to the audience.
This afternoon Alina was in the lobby of Azam company. Five minutes ago he was waiting for someone.
His existence attracted the attention of employees who already knew who he really was. However, Alina paid no heed to them and was indifferent to the surroundings.
She could faintly hear some employees talking about her husband. Alina pretended to be uninterested and secretly watched the three people.
"Yasmin" answered both.
"Well, I heard from the marketing department that the two of them always spend time together. Does their job have to be like that? I heard also well, boss Azam and Yasmin were caught eating at a fancy restaurant. What's the name if it's not a date," the woman said.
"I was also told that today they were alone in Azam's boss' room, were they involved in a relationship?" timpal is one of them.
"What else try if it's not like that" replied the other.
"Well, is it interesting that our boss will be exposed to the affair scandal?"
"This company will be crowded later."
They looked engrossed in her own conversation, to the point of making Alina only able to laugh wryly. He did not expect that the closeness of the husband with his coworkers had spread. He shook his head and snorted softly.
"What he did I don't care. I just need a little time to uncover everything" whispered Alina.
When he was about to turn around and undo the intention of meeting someone, he accidentally crossed paths with a foreign figure who almost made the two collide.
In a hurry, Alina cupped both hands in front of her chest while looking down slowly.
"I'm sorry" said Alina briefly.
"Ah, it's okay. I'm not looking either, sorry it almost hit you," she replied.
Alina looked over and smiled knotingly. He looked down again and then passed from before him. The man with the suit stelan turned his body to see his disappearance.
"Just this time I met such a well-mannered woman" he murmured.
"What is Young Master talking about?" ask the man next to her.
"Nothing, let's go," he asked later.
...***...
Alina moved from her seat as her gaze was fixed on someone who had just walked out of the building. He walked closer and took advantage of the situation that was not paying attention around. His head lowered and kept busy with the cell phone regardless of the situation.
"Naura Gibran, she's so pretty yeah."
The words suddenly made him stop his steps and immediately turned to look at the slender back before him.
A long black cardigan covers his small body with a skull hiding his head. He also turned around to surprise the interlocutor.
"A-alina?" his great-grandson.
Alina opened the skull that blocked her beautiful face and gave a big smile. "Hi Zara, we haven't seen each other in a long time. Just two days ago, we looked, didn't we? What an unexpected fate."
"W-What do you want? How do you know that name?" ask Zara timidly.
However, Alina just smiled giving the mystery behind it. Zara's chocolate bead trembled knowing that she had learned her secret, and she felt a threat.
