Father's Choice of Sort

I Should How ?

Alfian went home to Sandra with a happy heart.

" Have you gone home, sir ?" Saya Aunty Nani.

" It's bi... Today happens to be no important job, so be able to go home early." Alfian replied excitedly.

" Mister Dias doesn't have to go home... Just go here."

" Good bi..." Sahut Dias who really intends to stay.

Alfian and Dias then took turns cleaning themselves.

Sandra glanced at a glance. Sandra thought Alfian would go home and get angry as usual, especially if she met Gilang. But strangely Alfian actually smiled a lot himself.

" What happened ? Why does he look so happy ? Are they back ?" Ask Sandra in the heart.

Sandra wanted to ask what made her husband so happy, but Sandra was reluctant to do so.

Since Sandra expressed her desire to divorce, they both kept their distance. Alfian slightly moved away from Sandra. She no longer follows wherever Sandra goes when she's home. But his attitude changed by one hundred and eighty degrees. Now Alfian was more often showing attention to him. Like asking her how she is, asking her to eat or take vitamins from her doctor. Even she did not stop doing it even though Sandra was indifferent to him. The rest Alfian more often chat with Aunt Nani or discuss work with Dias if the friend and secretary had not returned to the city.

While Sandra, since her mother died she did not carry out her duties as a wife. Alfian always prepared all his own work needs. When eating, even more Aunt Nani served him. When Alfian came home from the office, Sandra also often pretended to sleep so that she did not need to communicate with her husband. But Sandra knew, Alfian always kissed her forehead first before going to bed next to her.

Aunt Nani who was concerned about their relationship often advised Sandra, as well as Nurul who never ceaselessly terrorized her with stories about the punishment of a wife who was disobedient and disobedient to her husband.

Without them knowing, Sandra secretly thought about it often. She knew she was guilty of neglecting her husband. Does not want to talk to her and does not fulfill her duties as a wife well. Sometimes his heart is moved to forgive Alfian, but when remembering his late mother Sandra again undoes her intentions. There was still hatred and anger that made him unable to forgive Alfian even though he knew Alfian was not entirely wrong and might as well be innocent. But his frustration with Rena he vent everything to Alfian.

" Athaghfirullahhal... Forgive me, O God. Forgive the sins of your servant." Sandra beristighfar.

" sir.... Want me to make some coffee ?" There was the sound of Dias offering himself from behind the door of their room.

Aunt Nani has permission to sleep in her house tonight because Dias is there to accompany them. Nurul returned to town this afternoon. The room in the house was only two. So let Dias sleep in the room of the late father and mother Sandra.

" No need... You take a shower first. Let me make it myself." Reject Alfian who feels bad to Dias. He knew that man must be tired too.

" Okay sir, then I take a shower first. Later if you need something just call me." Dias.

" okay."

Sandra just kept quiet pretending not to listen and was busy studying at the table. In his heart he felt sorry for them as well. Finally he got up and went to the kitchen. Arriving at the kitchen Sandra saw that there was already plenty of food available on the dining table. Sandra touched the plate and container where the food was, it was still warm. Sandra's not good to Aunt Nani. Before returning home the woman had warmed up and prepared food for her husband which should have been her duty.

" Have I gone too far ?" Ask Sandra to herself.

Sandra ended up making two cups of coffee for Alfian and Dias. Then he took a tray and also setoples snacks for friends coffee. Sandra took him to the living room and put him on the table. Alfian who peeked at her revealed a hint of her smile and quickly ran back to the room to avoid being caught by Sandra.

Sandra went back into the room after that. Alfian glanced at her, waiting for Sandra to speak something to him.

Sandra looked hesitant. He was about to speak but closed his mouth again.

" Coffee..." Said Sandra who beat her prestige.

Alfian raised the corner of his thin lips. Glad to finally greet him first. Alfian slightly lowered his head to hide his smile then looked up at Sandra's face.

" I mean ?" Alfian asked pretending not to understand.

" I've made coffee." Sandra flat then went to the bed and hid her face under the covers.

Alfian was anxious to see the behavior of his wife who was prestige but shy like that.

" Thank you." Reply Alfian then went out to enjoy his wife's coffee.

" You made this Al ?" Ask Dias without any formal language. The man came out of the room wearing knee-length shorts and a plain black blue t-shirt.

" no... Sandra made it." Alfian replied happily.

" Sandra ? Is he not angry anymore ?" Dias continues to be astonished.

Alfian shrugged his shoulders in response.

" Take it out, let's just talk on the porch." Said Alfian who stepped onto the terrace then sat on the available lounge chair.

Dias followed him from behind while carrying a tray.

Alfian was not smiling. He hoped little by little Sandra would be destroyed.

" Woy's.... And daydream !" Tegur Dias was shocked.

" Ck... What the hell is ?"

" Abis was chatting instead of answering even his own smiles." Grouser Dias.

" What are you talking about ?" Ask Alfian.

" Morrow's Sandra's last day of college. He'll have to go in right away if he doesn't want to repeat the semester." Dias said to tell.

" Well, let me tell him later."

Dias nodded his head then sipped coffee in front of him.

" Oya Al's... You have no plans to have your own home and live alone with it ? Who knows if you could get closer. In terms of you two, surely each other needs cooperation to take care of the house. You can use it to get close and get his heart. Or at least wouldn't you be freer if you lived in your own home ?" Said Dias giving advice.

" I've been planning it since the beginning of marriage. I actually wanted to get Sandra to stay in my apartment. But know for yourself how papa and Neta. They were very enthusiastic about Sandra's presence at home. So all this time I've been undoing the plan. Tomorrow let me try to tell papa." Alfian Typhoon.

" You're right... After marriage I have never been to a honeymoon with her. Yesterday, Sandra and I always refused. If I take her now I think she still won't."

" Wherever the honeymoon is not that important, you've done it." Say Dias lightly.

Alfian shook his head slowly.

" What a whirl, don't tell me you've never done it ! Jeez Al....." Dias patted his eel.

" Sstt...., keep your voice down !"

" Who was that time ?? The red-red one on Sandra's neck what ?" Tanya Dias lowered her voice. She was also afraid that Sandra would suddenly appear behind them.

" Just get there." I'm Alfian pouting.

" Hmmm... You're normal, aren't you ? Every night you sleep in one bed, but even if you have never done it. I think after knowing your feelings, you'll move fast. There has been no development at all !" Said Dias.

" Fuck ! Of course I'm normal. You don't think I'm tormented every night ?" Alfian was upset.

" Are you still doing that ?" Dias grew even more daring to mock Alfian.

" What can I do, I always go to the bathroom if I can't take it anymore !"

" Buahaha.... " Dias' laughter grew increasingly broken hearing Alfian's confession.

" Fuck, stop laughing at me !" Alfian said annoyedly.

"Ouch..... Until my stomach aches I hear it. Pantesan aja Sandra casually ask for a divorce."

" You mean what ?" Alfian did not understand.

" Fuckin' bego ! I mean..., of course Sandra does not think long anymore want a divorce. He felt safe because it was still the same as before he got married. So even if she's going to be a widow, but a widow is sealed !" The whispers of Dias are getting smoother.

Alfian daydreamed trying to digest what Dias said.

" What do I do then ?" Ask Alfian then.

" I told you before, if you want to have it, ask for your rights. Bayangin only..., if you have done it and fortunately she immediately pregnant your child, of course she will think repeatedly to ask for a divorce. I know a lot of women survive in the household because there are children." Obviously Dias.

Alfian nodded in agreement with that.

" Well then what do I do ? If he refuses ? I'm ashamed of myself."

" Yes at least effort.... Gift cake gift, wilt cake..."

" Huh, rich you have experience !" Alfian said in mock manner to Dias.

Dias grimaced with embarrassment.

" I went in first, who knows he hasn't slept." Pamit Alfian's.

" Busetc ... New in obrolin directly want to gas only !" Dias Seru.

" Who wants to gas ? You said Sandra had to go to college... I want to tell her... Who knows, he hasn't slept. Fuckin' pictor !" Alfian Ejek.

" oohs... Kirain ...."

" Therefore do not grumble the mute in thought !" Omel Alfian then entered the house leaving Dias who scratched his nape that was not itchy because of embarrassment.

Alfian locked the door after entering the room. Then he approached Sandra and slept next to her. Alfian entered the blanket and confirmed his sleeping position. Because the bed is small the distance between Alfian and Sandra is so close and almost touching.

" Have you slept ? " Task Alfian.

Sandra who pretended to be asleep and did not answer him.

" Don't lie, I know you haven't slept. " Say Alfian again.

" Dude ! Did he know all along that I was pretending to be asleep ?" Inner Sandra.

" Sandra ?" Alfian asked because there was no answer.

Sandra then opened her eyes but remained silent a thousand languages.

"Dias says the day after tomorrow you have to go to college if you don't want to repeat this semester." Alfian said.

" Are you ready to go yet ?" Alfian.

Sandra did not flinch. He still refused to leave his parents' home. But her college couldn't she stay either, she didn't want to stop halfway. Anyway life will go on.

" How ? Tomorrow we go back to the city. " Take Alfian gently.

" I don't know, I'll answer tomorrow. Now I'm sleepy." Reply Sandra flat.

" Okay, think again. Oya, later after returning to papa's house I also plan to invite you to stay in the apartment. You want ?" Ask Alfian again.

" I told you, I want us to separate..." Sandra.

" I told you, whenever I'll never part !" Reply Alfian firmly. He was disappointed with Sandra's reply.

The two stared at each other with their own thoughts, then Sandra turned and slept her back to Alfian.