
Cakra does not call, but simply sends a message. The man reported that he had arrived in the intended country. Cakra also sent his work schedule to his wife.
Berti who received the messages just read it without the intention to reply. He knew that Cakra wanted to persuade, but this was not what Berti expected. This is the same as Cakra as a child who reports his activities to the mother who is worried if her son is acting up.
If Cakra is busy with his busy work schedule, then Berti will do the same. It will work hard. That way he could forget his heart's irritation towards Cakra.
During the week of Cakra's departure, the two had no exchange of news. Cakra only contacted Berti when the first day came to Singapore. According to the schedule, Cakra will be going to Malaysia the following week.
Meanwhile, Berti has a scheduled visit to the city of Pontianak. Yes, there he was opening a department store in one of the malls. For three days he would be there without telling Cakra at all.
The phone rings. Berti is still busy with his activities. The assistant Yuni did not want to disturb, but she saw the name Cakra on the screen.
"Sorry, Mom. There's a phone," Yuni said.
"Can't you see I'm talking to Mr Ridwan?" Berti smiled at his partner, then turned to look at Yuni intently.
"It's from your husband."
Berti flinched, he grabbed the phone from Yuni's hand. "Sorry, Mr. Ridwan. I'll stay a while."
"It's okay, Mom. Please," said Ridwan.
Berti stayed away from Ridwan and Yuni. He picked up the phone from Cakra that was endlessly ringing. Just dead, Cakra called back. It shifts the green mark.
"Hello."
"Where are you?" ask Cakra.
"I'm working" replied Berti.
"Where?"
"In the office. Where else is it?"
"You went out of town without saying anything to me. If you don't tell me, then I don't know" said Cakra.
"Well! You just didn't tell me you wanted to go abroad. Why do I have to tell you everything about my activities?"
"I don't want to argue. Don't make any misunderstandings between us. I don't want them to assume we're fighting each other. Oh, yeah, I'm in three weeks. Next month I'll be home" Cakra said.
"Don't come home forever good for me!"
Berti cut off the phone unilaterally. He doesn't care if Cakra is there to get angry or curse him. Anger arose because of the last words of her husband.
"How do we get close if you're always busy? I hate you, Cakra," muttered Berti.
Berti immediately changed the look of a sad face to cheerful. He should focus on the work that awaits. A smile rises on his lips, his steps are steady to meet his co-workers.
"Can we continue?" ask Berti.
"Sure, ma'am," replied Ridwan. A man of about forty years.
*****
Across the country, Cakra looks upset. Berti had dared to challenge him. He even knew his wife's activities from her mother. If Widya doesn't call, then Cakra doesn't know that Berti is going out of town.
Fortunately, Cakra was good at reasoning that his mother was not angry if her relationship with Berti was a little tenuous.
"Master asked me?" sahut Ariel's.
"There's definitely someone besides you in this hotel room."
Ariel scowled. "I think an angry wife should be persuaded."
Cakra. "Just bother. Don't ask for pampering. He was no longer a child, but an adult."
I think Mr. Cakra misunderstood the meaning of my words, Ariel's mind.
"Sir, are we heading straight for the meeting room?" ariel asked to switch the conversation.
Cakra. "Yes. I don't want to waste time."
The captain moved from his seat. Ariel opened the door, letting her boss out first from the room.
******
What Cakra said on the phone is true. The man will return to Indonesia next month. Leaving Berti alone in the house. Lonely? Sure oes. But Berti was getting used to it. It's the second month of their marriage.
If the newlyweds are sweetly combining love, Berti live the day like she was a girl like before. Fortunately Sari always faithfully accompanied. Not infrequently also Berti stay at his parents' house.
Of course for various reasons. He pretended to miss the working Cakra. She said she couldn't wait to meet her husband, but the reality was completely different.
"When does the chakra come home?" ask Sari.
Berti shrugged his shoulders. "Something."
Enjoy ice cream in a glass. At once slices of red velvet cake that is appetizing. Eating sweet foods does restore the mood that had deteriorated.
"Aren't you afraid of fat? From just eating just now," said Sari.
"No, tuh. Never mind."
"When Cakra comes home, you wear the clothes I chose yesterday. The man likes sexy women" said Sari.
"I'm so upset with him, you're telling me to wear weird clothes."
"Just give a fuck. Greet him well. You have to be aggressive. What cares about the image. You're already husband and wife. Do your best for the sake of your relationship" Sari suggested.
Berti seemed to think. It makes sense what Sari said. They are husband and wife. What a shame to do again in action. If Cakra does not want to start first, then Berti must start it.
"okay! I'll do as you suggest" Berti said.
"Good!" Sari smiled. "I'm waiting for the result."
"I want to go home. Cakra gives the message that it will arrive in the afternoon. I have to get everything ready" Berti said.
"I pray that you succeed. Listen best friend! That man should be under our control. The women."
Berti nodded. "I'll do as you advise."
Sari hugged Berti tightly. "Call me after you make it."
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