
"Why? Still angry with me?" al asked when he saw Amera's flat facial expression. They are currently sitting together while leaning his back against the back of the bed.
"Sorry! I'm going to apologize. Why are you still holding me?" Al repeated his question because Amera still did not want to open her voice.
Amera breathed a long breath, then turned to look at her husband. His face was expressionless.
"I'm just confused, mas. What do you really want from me?" amera's tone sounded raucous. Al was silent at his wife's question.
"What do you mean?" Al asked in a normal tone. And the atmosphere of the room today looks very serious.
"Before we met. My life is a mess. Mama, the person I thought my real mama was, hated me when she thought I was the one who made my sister wretched until she died. She said, I'm not her real daughter" Amera took a deep breath, Al looked at Amera with pity. The atmosphere is now turning blue.
"Until the end, Revan came to color my life. Time keeps going. One day, I was almost run over by a man and gave me a business card. It just so happened that I needed a job. I decided to meet the guy in the drop-in by Revan. And it turns out that there he met the same woman in masalumya. That is your brother," Amera's tears have been welled up in the forerunner of the Matamya.
"Since the meeting, the color Revan painted in my life suddenly faded. Unbeknownst to me, Revan recalls perhaps even repeating his same mass. And you. I entered my life suddenly. You proposed to even ask me to marry you. There is no love between us. Even the attitude you give does not show there is love there. I'm so pikri, does all this have anything to do with Disa's return to Revan. That's why you married me?"
Like getting lightning in broad daylight, Al did not expect that Amera could think that far. He tries to neutralize his nervousness so that Amera does not suspect him.
"Don't think anything weird. Now you sleep! It's malem, "the man is trying to shift the subject.
"Jawab first, mas!"
"If the husband sleeps. Sleep on!" al again. Amera has no power to argue with Al. This time she chose to obey her husband. Due to his free use, Al would definitely not say the reason why he married her.
Al looked at Amera who was sleeping on her back. There was guilt in Al's bemak when she saw Amera crying over her attitude. In addition, Amera's recent story about her life adds to her guilt.
I'm sorry, Ra. I can't tell you the real reason.
***
"Bah, I'm going to Glamour Boutique later. Can't you?" Mama Anna and her husband were at her coffee shop this morning.
"Would you like to buy some more clothes?" mama Anna nodded as well.
"No, pah. I wasn't. So, at my daughter's wedding yesterday, my other friend was interested in the same dress I wore. He just bought me where, and he kept asking me to make him there," Anna's mom told me.
"Oh, yes. Yes you go. But not for too long!"
"Yes, pah. Just for a second, really. I came back here again, "after saying goodbye to her husband, Anna's mother immediately left with her female friend who was waiting in the parking lot.
***
"Mas, today I'm going to papa's coffee shop. I haven't seen my mom in a long time either," Amera is currently in the yard to drive Al to the office.
"Yaudah, I'll ask Arsen to anterin you. I have a meeting today."
"No, mas. I can take a taxi online anyway" he refused.
"So you don't have to go! If you do anything else on my way too that bother!" alibi Al, but he does not want Amera to see Revan again.
"Awhile, I called Arsen first," Al reached into his phone in the pocket of the black suit he was currently wearing. Then dial the Arsen number on the phone screen.
"Hello, Sen. You come to my house now! Please take my wife to papa Abdi's coffee shop!" after getting an answer 'yes' from there, Al also hung up his phone.
"Later my personal assistant came here. He will take you to papa Abdi's coffee shop" said the man immediately nodded to his wife.
"Yes, my mom."
"Yaudah, I'm leaving!" Al was about to set foot in front of Amera. But Amera quickly grabbed Al's hand then kissed the back of his hand.
"Be careful!" accompanied by a smile that rose at both corners of his lips, Al's body immediately felt frozen. His heart was racing fast. Al is speechless with Amera's current treatment.
"Yes," Al replied a little nervously, before then he quickly entered his car and exited the gate.
***
"Assalamu'alaikum, reward."
"Wa-alaikumussalam warrahmatullahi. Amera?" papa Abdi replied a little surprised to find his daughter coming to his coffee shop. Amera oun immediately greeted papa Abdi.
"How are you?" ask Amera a little worried.
"Papa good, papa good, son. Who are you here with? Where's your husband-Al?" papa Abdi is looking for someone behind his daughter.
"I was just in between Mr. Arsen, his personal assistant mas Al. You see, Al couldn't come because there was a meeting in his office today," there was a disappointed expression on papa Abdi's face because Amera did not come with her husband.
"Oh, so. Yaudah, sit down, son!" Amera sat next to Papa Abdi.
"Emmm.. Where's mama, pah? How come Mama's not here?" when Tanyq Amera did not find Anna's mother there.
"Mama was gone, he said he bought clothes at his sister's boutique Al-Disa," Amera frowned.
"Butik's sister mas Al?" papa Abdi nodded.
"Yes. Don't you know that Al's sister has a boutique? My mom said it was a new boutique "
"No. I don't know at all. I just found out from Papa. You see, ever since I married the same mas Al, I have not really met the same Disa-siknya," explanation Amera made Papa Abdi frowned in wonder.
"Can't you?"
"Mas Al said that Disa lived in the apartment. I also had the same Neni-assistant household about his mother Mas Al. Neni says his mama Mas Al emang is abroad again. He said there's business."
"That means Al didn't lie about his family. But, did your mom Al already know that you were married?" hearing her papa's question just now, Amera shook her head weakly.
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