
"What was I talking about?" Ask Arin pretending not to know.
"Loh, you said that Amel was not Mas's wife. Meaning how?" Ask Arya.
"Oh that, according to Mas's previous explanation right, Mas did not have any feelings for Amel. Not feeling ever married to her, many doubts in Mas's heart. let alone I find the fact that Amel did some kind of pellet to make Mas submit. I doubt Mas, if Mas should ask again the witnesses of Mas's marriage first, is there really a marriage between you..!" Answer Arin.
Arya who tried to digest his wife's words, now she nodded her head. She intends to find out more, as she can't remember when to marry the woman.
Is this marriage legal? Am I not under the influence of black magic, the inner Aryan.
"You too Dek, you'll find out later. Mas was also curious what the purpose of the woman, whether it had anything to do with Fadil's brother or he just ran away when he found out that I was his sister Fadil? It still disturbs Mas's mind" said Arya.
"Yes Mas, Amel is full of mystery" replied Arin. Even though he actually knew everything.
***
A few days later, Arin gets another message from Amel. The woman asked for Fadil's number, because Arin did not have it, she had to try to find it from her husband's phone. He must get it without Arya knowing.
"I don't have Fadil's number, if Arya does have it" replied Arin at the time.
"Yaudah you copied it from Arya's phone..! I really need it, I beg you." said Amel.
"I'll try Mel, but I don't promise ya" replied Arin.
"Yes, I'll wait as soon as possible Rin, thank you." said Amel.
***
Now that Arin was sitting at the bedside, he noticed Arya sleeping. He was very nervous, he had never done this before, indeed for mobile phone problems.Arin and Arya never fiddled with each other, they trusted each other. Their phones are also unlocked.
Take it no? I tremble, is this a sin? But.. I only need Fadil's number, I could have asked him directly, and surely Mas Arya gave it. But for now, I can't tell you about me exchanging news with Amel. I'm sorry Mas, I don't intend to be presumptuous, Inner Arin.
The woman looked at her husband's phone, slowly but surely it was in Arin's hands. Nervous, even with Arin's hands wet, he is now a thief.
He tried to find what he needed quickly. Before getting Fadil's number, he first sees a friendly chat from a woman before, even though Arya does not reply to him. The message attracted more attention than its original purpose.
Arin checked the message, it turns out the message came when this afternoon. Thinking Arya was online, the seductress sent another message to Arin's husband, not a text message, but a picture of the woman wearing sexy clothes.
"Astagfirullahaladzim..," said Arin.
"Based on cheap women" he murmured again.
Arin replied to the message. (Don't bother me, I already have a wife. Aren't you ashamed to do that? I'm not interested at all) Arin replied on Arya's phone.
(I'll wait for you until you're interested, I won't give up. Compare me and your wife! am I not more beautiful than him?)
Once satisfied, Arin waits for a reply from the teaser. It turned out that 5 minutes passed Arya's phone did not display any messages.
"So he finally gave up too, ouch. I forgot to copy Fadil's brother's number" Arin murmured.
Arin immediately deleted the conversation, blocking the woman's number. He slid back to the contacts that were on Arya's phone. After getting it, he also kept the phone in its original place.
"Sir.., are you not asleep?" Aryan's voice now sounded terrifying to Arin. He was surprised not to play because he felt caught.
Deg
"Eh, how do you wake up, want a drink? Let me get it," replied Arin. His heart is beating faster than usual.
"No need Deck, you are strange, even sitting there and not sleeping" said Arya.
"I just woke up Mas, hehe... I was suddenly hungry Mas, I want to go to the kitchen first huh?" Answer Arin. He passed away after Arya nodded her head.
Arin rushed to the kitchen, he looked for water and immediately gulped it down. His nervousness and fear made him very thirsty.
"For the sake of Amel, fortunately not found," complained Arin. He looked for a snack and took it to the room, he was afraid if he had to eat alone in the kitchen. Moreover, it's already night, but if he doesn't bring anything.
"Sir, would you like to snack at this hour? Aren't you afraid of fat?" Arya asked as she watched Amel return with two jars of snacks.
"Hehe, yes too Mas. I'll keep it again" replied Arin with pleasure.
But Arya held him back, he who had already caught wind and had trouble sleeping. Finally he invited Arin to eat fried rice at night. Arin refuses, but she can't because from the beginning she's reasoned hungry.
I resigned, I had to accompany Mas Arya to eat this fried rice, Inner Arin. that woman also felt strange because she was willing to do that for the sake of Amel.
***
Early in the morning, Miss Nadia came with her eyes moist. He looked lethargic, even refusing to eat breakfast.
"Mother why?" Ask Arya.
"Fadil, your sister was angry with you on the phone this morning, hiks ...," replied Madam Nadia in tears.
"Sir Fadil, angry why Mom? How can?" Ask Arin.
Instead of answering, Madam Nadia was crying louder.
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