JODOHKU MR. DUDA

Disillusioned

"Sina?" A typical baritone voice greeted in Nisa's ears.

As Nisa turned around, the face of the God instantly shone. His eyes reflected between believing and not what appeared before him.

While Nisa could not cover up her shock, her pupils dilated suddenly. Is it really a God, who had deliberately disappeared for over ten years?

"God?" That was all that could be said from his lips.

"Hello, honey," he said casually. Her eyes looked at Nisa from toe to toe, not knowing what she was looking for. He is like a predator who wants to swallow his prey round and round.

Being stared at like that, made Nisa uncomfortable and misbehaved. Several times he tidied hair that is not tangled let alone messy.

"You've changed a lot, Nis. The more beautiful," God's seductive.

And Nisa was lazy to admit, the man in front of her did not change much. His charm is still as strong as ever. Only in the abdomen that increases a few inches, but it makes itself more character and mature.

"You're the same, still fond of dreadlocks" said Nisa trying as casually as possible. He secretly pinched his own hand, so that consciousness would not go away.

Meeting the Gods suddenly made some of the nerves in his body work faster than usual.

And Nisa understood, she shouldn't act like that, isn't there already Angga by her side. But the reaction in his body was certainly not in his control.

The god laughed crisply, a sound that made Nisa chills warmly.

"How's the dragon?"

"Where are women almost four years old still the same as before? If it's not a dreadlocks, yes, it's definitely a joke," murmured Nisa pretended to be annoyed.

The god grinned meaningfully. Restoring hair back as before, yes ... long ago when his name was still enthroned in the heart of the woman in front of him.

Nisa immediately turned the other way, lest the Gods catch something in the look in her eyes. There is no saying that "the mouth can lie, but the eyes cannot lie."

"Want to check in, Nis?"

"It was, uh, so, but it seems to have to be thought of again." Nisa walked towards the sofa located not far from where they were standing.

"Where are you? Not ordering a room?" The gods try to align their steps with Nisa.

"Later the message. Now I'm asking, what are you doing here?" scowl Nisa before sitting on the sofa.

"I? I work as a jongos here."

Nisa opened her eyes towards the God. No matter some hotel officials who saw his treatment of the Gods.

The god chuckled at the change in Nisa's face. "Ok" he said, raising one palm, "but I'm not lying. I do work here, honey."

"Don't call it that way. People can gossip behind your back."

"What harm? I love gossip, especially when it comes to us."

"Please, Wa, we're not teenagers anymore. We're adults, we're acting like adults. Remember the age."

"You used to be, when anger got sweeter. But all right, now I'm serious, answer honestly. What's there to do here? Want to book a room?"

Nisa looked at the God, her eyes sharpening. Nisa knew that if the God was like that, then she was being serious. Nisa secretly regretted her current state. Why should he choose this hotel, among the many hotels on the island of the Gods?

But Nisa's not entirely wrong, doesn't this hotel have its own memories for her?

This is where the newlywed honeys she sipped with her husband, Angga.

"Yes, check in." Nisa finally said honestly. How else, it is impossible to say you want to garden in a hotel.

"Two or alone?"

"Two."

"Heem, don't-don't__"

"Not to bother anymore. Yes, I and Mas Angga want a vacation, a honeymoon, whatever it's called." Nisa couldn't bear to say it. Why cover up his plans from the Gods? After all, that guy is nobody anymore.

"Then let me drop off" said the god. Quickly he grabbed Nisa's hand and took her to the reception desk.

***

"Ma, I'm taking Nina, yeah. Want to go to Bali nemenin mas Angga," permission Nisa on her mother.

"Trus, how's the nanny?"

"One package, let me not be tired."

"Why isn't my mom there? More practical."

Nisa took a deep breath, then exhaled slowly. It is true what his mother said, with records in normal conditions.

However, the current situation is different. Angga does not know if Nisa plans to go to Bali without him. Nisa will leave a message for Angga, asking her husband to follow her to the island of the Gods.

In Bali Nisa will prepare a surprise for Angga, reminiscing about how passionate their love used to be. The woman hopes that her plan can make her household warm up again.

And Nisa doesn't want you to know about this plan. The mother can guess, something is wrong with the child's household. Why does it have to be like that? Why not talk directly with Angga?

"El wants to take his friend home. Know for yourself, how noisy it is if the boys get together. My mother was afraid to hear the loud music. Let Barti's bik and Karta's pak keep an eye on him" explained Nisa. For this he did not lie, El himself told him this.

***

The sound of knocking on the door just now, making

Nisa jumped out of bed. With a pounding heart he approached the door, tidying up for a moment his hair. She had been waiting for the door of the room to sound. But at midnight, it just sounded.

For Angga's sake, Nisa had taken a bath twice, she really wanted to attract her husband's attention.

Not only himself, this room has also been decorated waiting for the arrival of the idol of the heart. Aromatherapy candles neatly lined up on the floor. The rose petals form an image of the heart, ready to be ruffled.

Nisa glanced at the clock on the phone. Not wrong again, if the calculation is right, the schedule of the arrival of the plane plus the time to reach this hotel .. It is definitely Angga who stands behind the door of his room.

Throw the handle and pull it slowly.

"Hello, honey, your husband's not coming, is he?" greet the gods while stealing a glance into the room.

Nisa gave a sigh, her white face had already turned red. Why would God knock on the door of his room, at midnight? How dare this guy! What if her husband is inside and they are busy making love, then suddenly God knocks on her door?

How did Angga react to it? Not bad Angga?

Goddamn bum! This man has gone too far in his affairs!

"It's none of your business!" hardik Nisa is upset.

"Don't do it, dong, I do, just want to know. What's wrong with asking, who knows I can entertain."

"Once again I say, it's none of your business. You better put your feet up now! Before I call security or the police." Nisa snapped while showing the phone in her hand.

Anxiety because Angga has not appeared, but now it is past the schedule of the arrival of the last plane, but what else? Angga did not intend to come.

And her annoyance Nisa had not receded, when she saw the God standing in front of her room. It was as if he was laughing at Nisa's misfortune that night.

"Ok, ok, relax. Don't yell anymore" said the Lord. Take a moment to look around. It seems he was worried that Nisa's voice was bothering the other guests.

"Go! Don't bother me anymore!" screech Nisa while hitting the door hard.

The woman leaned against the door leaf, her tears flowing profusely. It was not crying over the God he just stopped. But Angga! Why didn't Angga catch up with him? Does she have no charm in front of her husband?

Nisa pulled a rough white sheet nearby. The rose petals were flying in the air. He ransacked the candles on the floor, with a bag of Angga's gifts.

Fuck the price of hundreds of millions! Just so Nisa could vent her frustration that night, why think about the price?

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