Late Wedding?

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I glanced at my phone lying on the table flashing, indicating that there was an incoming call. I didn't answer him right away after I found out that the caller was Reynand. Only on the second call, I answered him though a little reluctantly. Egoku is still scratched, the disappointment feels real. I'm upset not playing with Reynand's attitude. Why would he do this to me. I really didn't think it out.

"Yes, hello. Assalamualaikum!"

"Wa'allaikumussalam's chat. Yang, where are you? It's me at Mother's house, but you don't exist. What are you home in the store now?"

"I went back to the apartment" I replied.

"Not told you?"

There was a faint sound coming from across. Makes me roll both balls my eyes are upset.

"Forgot," I answered briefly.

"What?! Forgot you said? You mean you forgot to have a husband, so it's not ngabarin? Huh yeah?" Reynand's voice sounded annoyed.

"Yes, are you satisfied?"

"What did you say? You're what the hell?"

"less clear?"

"Did? You're getting caught, aren't you?"

"If nothing matters, I'm matiin" I replied.

"You why the hell? I made sal-"

"I'm going to die, right away" cut me up, cut off his words and immediately turned off his phone connection.

I then put my phone back on the table, and waited for Reynand's return afterwards.

A little while waiting, Reynand finally came home.

"Assynnya!" reynand said as she entered the living room.

"Wa'allaikumussalam."

I stood up and grabbed his briefcase. "Would you take a shower or eat?"

"You mad?" ask Reynand.

"Wake first? Yeah, I'm ready to eat it."

"Darling if you didn't tell me where I was wrong, how would I fix it?"

"You don't realize what your mistake was?" I looked at him flat.

With an innocent gesture, Reynand shook his head.

"I'll tell you later. Now you take a shower first, I'm ready to eat it," I said, then took her briefcase to the room.

Shortly after, Reynand followed behind me sighing and saying, "My mistake was fatal, huh?"

"Wait first I'll get ready to eat" I said and walked out of the room.

Once again, Reynand let out a long sigh before finally grabbing the towel and getting inside the bathroom. I headed straight to the kitchen to prepare Reynand's dinner on the table. After everything was neatly arranged on the table, I headed straight for the living room. Grab the tv remote and turn it on, looking for a spectacle I can enjoy. Shortly after, Reynand came out of the room with her hair down. I just took a quick glance at it and then refocused on the television channel, which I didn't actually watch.

I said, "I'm ready for dinner at the table. If I stay, I will settle. Don't wash the dishes either" I said without looking back at him.

Reynand breathed again. "Have you eaten?"

Still without looking back at him, I nodded as a sign of reply.

"Wouldn't I eat that?" reynand asked, and this time it was quite successful to make me look directly at him.

"Why? Don't you dare eat alone? I'm still here, don't go to Malioboro."

"Yes, if you don't want to go, yes. Don't take it either, can you?" gerutu Reynand then walked towards the kitchen.

I just keep quiet. There is no intention to respond to it, just lazy as it feels.

I immediately stood up when I heard the sound of water gurgling from the faucet. Without thinking much, I immediately walked towards the kitchen and found Reynand washing the dishes. The dining table is clean and also neat.

"Kan, I said no need to wash dishes. I will settle down too. Why not really," I grumbled while clucking dislike.

Reynand did not respond to me immediately, he chose to finish washing dishes first. Only after he finished did he turn off the faucet and flick his hands together and turn to look at me.

"I'm trying to ease your homework, is that also a mistake?"

Both of Reynand's eyes shone on me sharply. His face seemed to hold the same vexation as mine. It left me speechless and finally chose to leave it alone. Shortly after, Reynand caught up with me.

"This will be talked about or want to diem-dieman only until tomorrow?" reynand asked while looking at me.

"Obviously speaking," I replied in a sharp tone.

Reynand then sat down on the single sofa and said, "Yes, now you're talking. I made a mistake."

"You don't want to admit to something?" sindirku.

Reynand frowned not understanding. "What's something? I don't feel like I'm doing anything wrong."

"Related?" my insistence is impatient.

"Let's be clear, I really don't understand, baby. Plis, don't confuse me."

My jaw hardened even more, hearing Reynand's reply. My heart aches when I hear it, why does it feel so disappointing?

"You have a plan to buy a shophouse for you to make an office?"

This time, I couldn't hide my disappointed tone. Even my two eyes were warming up, holding back the cries of the moment. Screaming, Reynand's facial expression turned tense. It seems that he is nervous.

"K.do you know from whom?"

"So, really?"

With an expression full of regret, Reynand nodded.

"Why can't you tell me something this important, Mom?! I'm not that important in your life, am I?!"

I cried out full of emotion. My anger is no longer withheld. I was disappointed, I was angry too. But I also could do nothing but scream and cry. Tell me I'm exaggerating, but, to me, this is obviously disappointing because he didn't invite me to discuss it first.

"I can explain" said Reynand, he then moved to sit right next to me. Both of his hands immediately grabbed both of my hands, but I dodged them.

"Clearly! I really need to hear everything, obviously," I said, nodding and rubbing my wet cheeks.

"I. actually have the intention of wanting a surprise love with you-"

"Yes, and you succeeded in making me surprised," cut me in a sharp tone.

"Darling, beat me up first! I know I was wrong-"

"If you know it's wrong, you shouldn't have done it, Mom. But, why are you doing this? I'm your wife, Mas. What the hell are you calling me?"

I cut Reynand's words back emotionally.

"What are you talking about? You are my wife, yes, obviously I consider you my wife. What do I have to do? Don't be weird, you."

"Oh, so that's weird of me. You're not that? Fine."

I then stood up, ready to go into the room, but Reynand was arrested.

"We haven't finished talking, you can't go. We need to get this thing over with tonight."

"Okay, I'm sorry."

"It's not that easy, Mom."

Unable to hold back, my tears fell back.

"Aqilla, plis, don't cry dong, baby! I don't like to see it."

"Then you think I like that? No, Mas. I don't like it either."

Reynand immediately grabbed my body and grabbed it. This time I didn't rebel, just resigned. Because maybe I need to be calmed down. Reynand's embrace was pretty powerful at calming me down.

"I'm sorry, baby," whispered Reynand as she peeked at the top of my hair.

"Why don't you invite me to discuss it first anyway, Mas? Why?"

"I don't want to talk to you. I just have a plan to surprise you. Because you know, the shophouse that I want to be in the office is decked out with your boutique."

I then immediately let go of his embrace, and looked at Reynand suspiciously.

"I don't want to follow you, baby. But incidentally, there, I keep ngincer it's a place long before I know you. After I knew it, I wanted to buy it more and more. But yeah, it's hard to get."

"Why can you be deceived?"

"Huh? Tricked?" Reynand looked at me with her puzzled expression.

"Say Risha you were tricked."

Reynand ber'oh'ria while nodding. "In fact, not completely deceived." he then scratched his head, perhaps confused to explain it.

"What the hell do you mean? I don't understand."

"So gini, I ask for help is the same temen me who works in the property that is."

"Come how many? Can the money go back?"

"Eh, bangar dong, baby. Shoot me first!"

I nodded, though actually a bit lazy. My disappointment has not just disappeared. I'm still upset with Reynand.

"Money can't go back-"

"What?!" spontaneous exclamation with both eyeballs glared sharply at Reynand, "how many numbers are that, Mas?"

"Darling, dengerin dong first! Don't get carried away by emotions, calm down! Dengerin until finished just ask, do not cut my speech dong. I'm not done yet."

How can I not be carried away by emotions. Buying a shophouse with two floors to be used as an office, obviously the money is not small. How can I calm down?

"I can certainly guess if the nominal is not a little, Mas. How can I calm down? Don't you joke?"

I exclaimed in a slightly raised tone of voice and a disapproving facial expression.

"But I want to clear this up, baby."

"Yes, the hunt is clear!" ketusku.

"Yes, but don't you cut it all together, let the spout run."

I'm nodding.

"Money can't go back because I got the rukonya, baby. How about turning back if I get that place. Kan, I want that place." Reynand paused her sentence and grabbed both of my hands. "Who are you to know that I was deceived?" tanyanya while looking at me.

I looked back at her and said, "Risha."

Reynand immediately clucked in the next second and muttered, "Pantesan."

I get confused. Uh, Arisha got the information wrong? If so, I sinned dong, because I was angry with my husband. Duh, how do I feel to be so bad.

I then grimaced awkwardly and asked, "Risha got the wrong info, huh?"

"It's not entirely wrong, it's just inaccurate."

"Eh, why is that?"

"I was deceived by me, who. Just tricked it, because my friend took too big a profit. So for example, the owner of the sale of the structure of 10 million, this is like yes. But my friend sold me 20 million, but because of him, I was given 18 million. That's it, baby."

"Such great dong temen you take advantage?"

"Well, that's why, I feel like I'm being tricked by that. You know, don't you, baby?"

I understand, indeed. But, what I am concerned about now is what is the nominal amount he has paid?

"How much nominal do you pay?" manya curious.

Reynand grimaced while scratching his head. It seems that he is hesitating.

"Have you paid?"

With a face of regret, Reynand nodded.

"How much?" my insistence is impatient.

"I'm afraid you're surprised. Do you have a history of heart disease?"

I crossed my hands in front of my chest. "Javab, my Mas! No one in my family has a history of the disease."

"But, you promise not to get angry, huh?"

"Look at it later."

"Ah, what the hell is that?" whinek Reynand while clucking.

"False yourself, why not be honest in the beginning," I said no matter.

Making Reynand bow and nod, confirming with a half-relaxed facial expression.

"Yes, it's my fault."

"So, how much do you have to pay?"

"Duh, I'm gnawing, yang."

"Javab, my Mas! He said he wanted a spit-necker."

Reynand glanced at me doubtfully then shook her head.

"What does that mean?"

"Pinjem hape," Reynand pinta pointed at his palm.

"Make what?" I was astonished, but still gave her a cell phone.

"Make the nulis nominal, I don't have the heart to say it directly," said Reynand while fiddling with my phone, shortly after, he then thrust it at me.

I glanced at him for a while, before finally looking towards the screen and glaring sharply.

"This much?" my question is only answered Reynand with a nod of his head slowly. In my heart I immediately took a stand and hit him on the shoulder.

"Reynand Pramuji!!!" my screams are full of annoyance.

Tbc,