Has Been Hanged

32. Meet Ratria.

The journey from the village of Sirah Kencong, Wlingi, to the big city of Surabaya takes about five hours. That is if there is no heavy rain that must slow down the speed for the safety of the trip. Moreover, the road in Sirah Kencong is full of turns and twists. Must be extra careful.

Shahdan, who left at seven o'clock in the evening, reached Juanda airport almost exactly at midnight, with several stops. Once in a mosque, twice just a quick stop, and one dinner in a restaurant. He brought his own car because Arka's driver had a fever.

And now walking hastily towards the agency office where Vario was on night duty at the office. But the estimates of Shahdan are not accurate. Vario was only on duty from three in the afternoon until eleven in the evening. Not a night job.

Because it saves time and his mother has also returned to Bontang, Syahdan did not go home. But sleeping in a official house outside the Juanda area, and still quite close to the working location.

Model 36 housing is quite good and neat. Fenced high enough and safe. Not only his own, but many lined houses on the side with similar models. Do not confuse each other, because separate parks and plants in between each unit.

Although it felt quite tired, but the eyes of Shahdan did not also close. His head was branching off on Ratria. What has the girl been doing for three days in Surabaya? Is it working, where? But probably not yet. Shahdan feels very guilty.

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Vario is focused on preparing a daily flight schedule for freelance flight attendants who will fly tomorrow. Until someone comes to him.

"Vario, Air Asia's handsome manager is looking for you outside. Know the doong," whispered the beautiful woman who had just sat next to Vario. Kiki is a senior staff member at the agency.

Vario was silent for a moment. Then put the papers on the table. Worried if someone will interfere with his important work.

"Var, get to know,,!" the woman smiled. Perhaps understanding that the quiet Vario would have ignored his message.

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The two equally handsome men were standing opposite. They are involved in the conversation.

"So Mr. Shahdan just got home from Blitar last night,?" ask Vario. Shahdan nodded.

"I want to talk to Ratria. At the same time want to invite him to stay with me," said Shahdan. Vario nodded his head.

"Come to block 25 C. Ratria has no intention of finding work yet," Vario mentions her house block number. The house that Ratria is currently in.

"Your house is a housing estate with me,?". Shahdan was quite surprised.

"Yes. But it's much better your place" explained Vario.

"I'll be there. Thanks, Vario,!" pamit Shahdan before stepping.

"Sir Shahdan,!" exclaim Vario. And Shahdan stopped, turned to Vario.

"One message, don't force it,!" exclaim Vario firmly.

"I know,!" sahut Shahdan quickly and walked back.

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Vario's official house is almost the same as hers, but smaller and without a garden next to her. The houses on the block were close to each other and immediately connected.

Shahdan was waiting at the door feeling a bit of anxiety. Worried if what is sought is not in and back does not meet him.

Cheats,,!

Shahdan felt a thump as the door opened and waited for Ratria's face to pop out.

"Sir Shahdan,,!" the beautiful face was shocked when she found Shahdan behind the door.

I feel like I've told everyone to pretend they don't know where he is. Ratria was increasingly disappointed when he realized that they were more on the side of Shahdan than he was. It felt sick of the honorable and forced man in front of him.

"May I sit inside, Ratria,?" Shahdan asked softly. Realize that the girl is angry and disappointed. Those pretty faces and eyes were both sharpening staring at him.

"I'm here hitching a ride. So just sit outside," Ratria closed the door and walked towards the wooden bench on the porch.

"Just say, why look for me? Are there any more papers that I have to deal with for the smooth running of your legacy,?" ratria asked sharply and clearly.

The usual Shahdan is firmly authoritative, suddenly his tongue is twisted. Suddenly feeling insecure in front of Ratria. Feeling guilty and feeling hated by Ratria for his selfishness in the girl.

"I'm sorry Ratria."

Syahdan was silent and found it a little difficult to speak. Just looking at Ratria who looked so beautiful with a knee-length sleeping dress with her long arms on top. Her hair is so beautiful. Fits the sharp face and eyes because of anger. And it was fierce to stare fixedly at Shahdan without even turning away.

"What if I just stay with me? I'll find you a job worth doing." Shahdan began again to speak slowly.

"Who are you? Why stay with you? We've never known each other before. Just suddenly got married," ketus Ratria refused.

Shahdan straightened his seat.

"I'm your husband. What if we try to make this marriage a real one. We learn to accept each other. How's it?" Shahdan explained gently and maturely.

"I don't like you" replied Ketus Ratria very quickly.

Shahdan was a little surprised. He who has never expressed his love for any woman, suddenly like getting a rejection.

"Alright, I understand how you feel, Ratria. Again forgive me." Shahdan calmed down and tried to give up.

"But stay with me. Do you remember your conversation with my mom at the dinner table? That's how I'll take care of you. I will never force anything on you again" Shahdan again persuaded.

"How's it?" ask Shahdan, also looking at Ratria fixedly.

"I still don't want to stay with you. No need to guard. I'm an adult. I'll find a job myself" Ratria said flatly.

"Have you forgotten your status? How can I guarantee to your future husband that you are still very clean? While I do not know what you do outside," said Shahdan very smoothly back.

"I don't care. I don't expect your defense of me on anyone who's gonna marry me. I'd rather be a widow. I will meet a man who can accept me for who I am. Just divorce me as soon as possible, Mr. Shahdan,!" Ratria said sharply with a view that was also no less sharp on Shahdan. Anger and hate are in the heart.

Shahdan hid the shock at Ratria's desire for a divorce.

"Stay with me. You and Vario don't deserve to stay. You're not siblings. It's just good that Vario is a good man and very good morals." said Syahdan. Ratria looked back very sharply at him. The girl shook her head quickly once again.

"I'll find somewhere else. Staying with you is the same as getting twenty-four hours of surveillance from you. It's the same as coercion."

"We're divorced." Ratria insisted.

"Aren't all my addresses suddenly the same as yours... So the divorce process is here only. When I'm done, I'll go back to Blitar. I'll feel relieved." Ratria explained clearly.

"Suppose the divorce immediately, Mr. Shahdan,!" ratria once again.

Shahdan. That handsome face was tense and hardened. Like I was holding back disappointment and anger.

"Alright if you don't want me to take care, Ratria. But I won't divorce you. At least until you find the man of your choice. If there is any problem, do not hesitate to come to me. Don't be afraid, I won't ask for anything in return from you,"

"Assalamu'alaikum,!" Shahdan walked away from the porch and fence to his car. Not caring about Ratria who might be crying.

"You are evil Shahdan! I hate you!"

Only Ratria's shrill cry was being heard in the ears. Shahdan quickly launched the car away from Vario's house. Do not want to be a spectacle of other residents who can recognize it.

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