
Zaskia doesn't stop checking her phone. He walked in front of the apartment door. She wanted to ask Farel whereabouts to her husband's friends, but he did not have his phone number .
Drrrrttt drrrttt drrrr
Zaskia recalls the fog after learning of the perpetrator who is now terrorizing her with a voice call . Should he fill his days with lies to cover up Farel ? There was no other choice, and he was forced to go back to lying .
^^^" Assalamualaikum Ma "said Zaskia as she picked up the phone from her father-in-law .^^^
"Waalaikumsalam, dear"
^^^"What's up?"^^^
"Good, son. How are you doing yourself?"
^^^"Alhamdulillah, mah. kia sama Farel tidings well."^^^
^^^" Mama what else ?" Zaskia tried to find a topic of conversation to avoid Anne's question about her husband's whereabouts.^^^
" Let's relax, Farel mana, Kia"
Again And again his guess was right, Zaskia bit her lower lip , what ya gotta lie ?
" Zaskia ?"
^^^" There was Ma, Farel just went into the bathroom ."^^^
"Oh yeah, mama don't bother ?"
^^^" No Ma, Zaskia also just finished cooking for dinner ." ^^^
"Yes, Mama has closed her phone first, mama is also happy that news of Mama's beautiful daughter-in-law is fine. Assalamualaikum"
^^^"Waalaikumsalam.^^^
Zaskia could breathe with relief, for her mother-in-law did not ask more about Farel . Danger, yes time zaski will continue to smell ?
Since the pension event yesterday, it has been two days Farel did not return to the apartment . Zaskia herself did not know where Farel was.
What felt so anxious, 'Where did Karel sleep ? Have you eaten or not? did the guys bring change of clothes ?
Zaskia waited for Farel at the dinner table, she hoped that tonight her husband would come home to have dinner with her .
Already 2 Hours Zaskia waited, drowsiness began to attack him, unconsciously Zaskia closed her eyes slowly. Drown the face in the folds of his hands on the dining table .
Zaskia woke up at 11 p.m., still in the same position. In fact, the food in his haddpan was not touched at all.
"Farel hasn't come home yet?"mumble Zaskia
"Did he sleep in the room? I'll check it first." Zakia washed her face, then rushed to Fare's room.
Tok tok tok tok
"Ril? You're home yet?" there was no answer, Zaskia decided to just go inside. To see if Farel has gone home or not.
Empty, Farel hasn't gone home his look. Out of nowhere, Zaskia walks down Farel's room. He had never been this brave before. Not his presumptuous, what's wrong a wife look at - look at the stuff in her husband's room.
Oh more precisely, that room was supposed to be their room.
Zaskia found one photo that had its position reversed, intending to correct it.
"F A D?" Kira - I think that's the writing that Zaskia saw in the picture.
There are 3 photos of children in it. Both boys and one daughter, they look very happy.
Seen from the birthday event, Seen from the foil balloon decoration that forms the inscription 'HAPPY BIRTHDAY LITA' is clearly a girl who is in the middle - named Lita.
While being engrossed in seeing the photo, Farel's room door opened violently . "what are you doing here?"
Zaskia jumped in shock , A second later her smile expanded . She who from yesterday Iya missed, is now standing in front of him.
Farel walked over to Zaskia, his hands clenched firmly as he saw his childhood figura in Zaskia's hands.
"Rel, you..."
" Who was told you to go into my room ?"
" So I checked you, have you come home yet , it turns out your room is empty ."
" Do you hold that frame anymore ?"
" Oh this, the figure was back, I want...."
Farel raised Zaskia's chin forcibly.
" open your eyes !"
Zaskia was shocked to hear Farel 'scarf, her eyes reddened withholding emotions .the veins on the man's forehead were clearly imprinted .
" I don't like you sassy to enter this room, dibelokin even mengelunjak loh ya !"
Farel snatched the figura out of Zaskia's hand, put it in the drawer . afterwards Iya went from there leaving Zaskia in the room .
Zaskia chases Farel, holding the man's hand to open the apartment door .
"Ril? Wanna go where? you just came Why go again ? It's the night, Rachel"
" lake off my hands !" farel said back to yell at Zaskia .
" No, I'm afraid you're okay."
" i. Pas Zaskia !!"
" What's wrong with you, Rail? since yesterday's pension event you said that, after I finished performing with Kemal, you...."
PLAQUE!!!
One hard slap managed to land perfectly on the cheek of Zaskia mode.
His tongue was salty, Zaskia touched the tip of his lips, and there Zaskia saw blood .
" I press you once again the same lo , never interfere in my affairs . I can be firmer than what this is!!"
Farel left Zaskia, who was now drowning on the floor of the apartment. It was impossible just because a picture frame of Farel was furious at him. There must have been something else hidden by Farel .
" I have to fight like how else, Rel?"
" I've been trying to melt your frozen heart ."
" I've been trying to be a good wife to you."
" Look at your attitude these past few days, I guess you've changed . I guess you can already accept me."
" I think I'm just a dream, you're my greatest first and most heartbroken love, Rachel."
So this is the end of all to the pretended Andi Zaskia all this time ?
Miris, a marriage that is far from perfect, is not the marriage that all women want .
...^^^^...
" Rail, you're home."
"Ngapain, you know? Move over!"
"Lo's been together with 10 bottles, dog!"
"Ah, lo demon!!"
"Where, this, Lan? He's a heavy whip."
"We have to wait for Kemal before, only he can trust him."
Vino and Alan who were dancing on the dance floor were surprised to see Farel arriving. As far as they know, it has been 2 days that his best friend is difficult to contact.
"Lo any problems, Rel? Try the same story we are awwwjing sick." shouted Vino.
"Lo bego really, Vin. Farel was whipping again, already stoned him. You even nanya - nanya, " said Alan.
"Yes usually if we go to the whip, he must answer honestly" said Vino.
"Hust, Shut up ! All be quiet!" snapped Farel.
"Rul?" Alan and Vino looked at each other, they were shocked to hear the snapping of his best friend.
"You all know Zaskia, right?"
"Zaskia?" Alan and Vino frowned.
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