Husband Backup

Husband Backup
You have to take responsibility



Nazneen stopped his car at the Gamplong Alam Studio. From the articles I read on the internet, the construction of this place was funded by Mooryati Soedibyo - a part of PH Sultan Agung-and later given to local villagers. Officially opened for educational tourism 2018. Suddenly viral when used to shoot the film Earth of Man.


Because it's on know the same Gamlong, so I don't need to explain anything else in this place.


"Naz, why are we here?"


"Gue doesn't know either. It is like following where the foot goes. Well, if I follow where my hands drive. I am tired, I have come here. You don't like it? Let me find somewhere else."


"That's great. I wanted to come here first. Not coming."


"Yes, let's go down."


We finally got off. If usually other tourist attractions cost expensive entry, in Gamplong just like to be willing. He said just make the treatment cost.


"Naz, where were we going?"


"Not the laper?"


"A little bit."


"Oh, we're just hiding out there." Nazneen pointed to a house. I think it's more suitable to be called a hut.


When I got there, I was surprised. Many people. This place is a coffee shop. Arranged in such a way as to impress like a stall of old times. Even his servant in shabby clothes mowed down brown scuff paper and chicken feather pens. The best emang. Gamplong can make visitors feel in the era of ancient times.


"Excuse me, ma'am, ma'am, what do you want to order?"


The servant gave her a menu book designed like a king's notice board. There's tempeh mendoan, fried banana, telo, fried tofu."


I glanced at Naz. "What do you want, Naz?"


"Gue tempeh mendoan iced tea only."


Looking around the menu, I chose the same fried banana iced tea. "Mas, I pesen tempeh mendoan 1 portion, fried banana 1 and iced tea 2."


"Please wait for."


While waiting for the waiter to deliver food, I selfi-selfi first.


"Well, before the waiter comes, can I confide?"


Naz's words immediately made me stop selfi-selfi activity. "Can. Time is forbidden? Quit out all uneg-uneg lo. I'm ready to shove."


I don't know why the inn would want to record what Nazneen was saying. I guess I said useful later. Call again megang HP, I immediately click the play button in the voice recorder application.


"Gue's fucked up again. Last night when my house was fighting again with Ale. Ale was furious at the photo booms on the gossip account where there was my face sand on your shoulder. Fortunately, your face did not look." Nazneen started telling stories. "More make me fucked again this morning My mom from Jakarta came. He must have been angry and tried so we don't fight anymore. I know that my mom does not like divorce. Divorce in his eyes was a disgrace. She does not want me to be a widow because the stigma of widows is ugly. I'm confused about what?" He continued his story.


Nazneen. Her hair was falling on her face. Not long after that, her tears fell. I moved the seat next to him.


I stroked Naz's shoulder. "Prophey yes, Naz. It's a household test for you," I said acting. And I am so happy. My efforts last night were successful. However, one side was sad to see Naz's tears.


Two questions on my mind. Is Naz happy with his marriage? What made Naz want to marry Ale? Gatel peg asked that, but was afraid Naz was getting sadder. If not asked I'm curious about half ******. Well, my fault.


"Naz, I want 2 things."


"What's the?"


"Do you promise not to be offended?"


"Yes." Yeah."


"Are you happy with Ale's same marriage? What made you want to marry Ale?"


Two questions came out of my mouth. Than I died curious.


"Gue same Ale it's been a long time. I married Ale, about two years ago because of his mother's will and urged Mama. 33 Years old but not married. Mama can't stand being bullied by a neighbor who has a spinster. At first I thought I would be happily married to my best friend. It is actually happy to doang. Ale's trousers are getting more visible. What makes me uncomfortable is that Ale's obsessed with other people's happy marriages, can't be my backstop and now you know for yourself what he's doing." Nazneen told me at length. Her tears were flowing down her cheeks.


Thankfully I brought a handkerchief. I got it out of my pants. Then I went to Nazneen. "Now, handkerchief. You wipe yourself. If I were to swipe ntar there was admin Lambe Turah who photographed us. Haha." I try to laugh. Even crisp. Nazneen did not laugh at all.


Honestly, I'm sorry to hear Nazneen's words. He was married without love for two years. He tried desperately to maintain such a household for up to two years. His heart must have been very tortured. It made me even more determined to take Nazneen from Ale.


"If only I hadn't been able to become your backup husband? If the main husband can't please you, I'm ready to make you happy."


Nazneen glared at me as he grabbed my arm slowly. "But, ngaco lu. There I was blasphemed by millions of people for polyandry. Haha."


I'm grateful Nazneen can laugh again. At least ease his sadness.


"Yan, thank you. I've been hearing my story. I'm confused as to who else to tell."


The waiter came with our order. He's popping up all the menus on the table. "Come. Please eat."


When I tasted the fried banana, I just bit it a little immediately throw it on the plate. "Shit. What's this fried banana anyway? Very loud."


Nazneen. Maybe my experience is funny if I get upset again. What am I not being laughed at. The important thing was to make Naz laugh again.


"My grandmother said, old-time fried bananas were hard. All the food too. That's why our grandmothers have so much to offer. Let their teeth be strong. If you don't like it, eat my tempeh. Not very hard. There are many anyway. I'm not supposed to eat semdirian."


Instead of having an empty stomach, I ate a tempe mendoan with Nazneen. "It's just good."


No tempeh mendoannya abis.


"Yes, let's go home."


"Huh? So jerky. We muter-muter first while selfi-selfi."


Nazneen was silent for a moment. "Foolah. But, yes, yes. Bentar, I was WA Ale first let him come home today. If you don't go home with Mama, you'll grumble."


"okay."


***


I don't know why I'm watching Gia's Instagram tonight. Actually Gia was my ex after Nazneen. I broke up with him because I couldn't stand it. He is angry, possessive, jealous and suspicious. Which guy the heck is strong a little bit on the phone, asked again where, the same who. Being accused of cheating again.


Instagram Gia is nothing interesting. There were only photos wherever he was and photos or videos of endorsants.


I tried to click the website link written on his profile. Www.giahumairo.be. It turns out the content of the website banyam poems. I read the top poem.


Since I first found you, I've seen beauty in you.


When you find out about you, it turns out you're like a rainbow. Is beautiful. However, it is difficult to achieve.


I'm sure this isn't a poem, but it's about Ale. A sneaky smile expands on my lips. I think I can use Gia.


I called Gia via WA.


"Hallo, why else would you call me?"


"Hallo is my ex. How are you?"


"Not to talk. Why'd you call me?"


"You meet. Exactly the cooperation."


"If I don't want to?"


"Lo would. It's related to Ale."


"OKAY. Of course, it is the place and the time. I'm always ready."


Phone connection disconnected. As simple as that, it turns out to invite Gia to meet again after a long time. It was a good move for me to make the next plan.


***


I met Gia in the twin trees of Yogyakarta Square. Everyone knows the myths in this place. So I don't need to love you anymore. The reason I chose to come here was because I first met.


My eyes are busy looking for Gia. Suddenly fixated on a point not far from where I was standing. The figure of a woman wearing a dress, beach cap and sunglasses. "Well, there it is Gia."


I walked up to him.


"Sori, long wait. I was in the office business first."


"Udah. Don't have to be long-winded, just say what purpose I met?"


"Gue wants you to be more and more excited about Ale of Nazneen let Nazneen come back to me. Whatever the hell it is."


Gia lowered her sunglasses to her nose. "If I didn't want to do anything?"


"Still want a video or a photo of our scene kissing during courtship? If those two things are plastered on the gossip account, how is the fate of your career going forward?" I put on a sly smile.


Gia's face paled. "So those photos and videos are still on you? Okay, I'm gonna do what you want."


My heart is completely satisfied. Gia is too easily lied to. I forgot where to keep the video and photos.