Like Rubbish

Visit to Riki's house.

Today is the last day of Doni's day off. After the proposal, Doni told me to resign. So now my job is just to be a good wife to my husband.

Mas Doni invited me to visit his friend Riki's house. I was actually a bit lazy to come along, but my husband would love it if I accompanied him. Fuhhhh, so yes I must not refuse his request as long as it does not violate the rules.

I am currently wearing a cream-colored robe with a matching hijab. I polish my face with powder. The soft pink lipstick was also on my lips. That's enough, I don't want to overdo it. My best performance was only shown for Doni's mas.

"Well ready ? we're leaving now." Mas Doni came up to me who was still sitting facing the mirror.

"Yes mas. Don't I look like this ?" i'm standing.

"Yes not dong, it's good that you close your aura like that. I know enough." Mas Doni mischievously hugged and kissed me on the cheek.

"Can I wear makeup like this if I go out and meet you ?"

"This is no problem. Let's go now so Riki won't wait for us too long." Mas Doni put his hand on my shoulder.

We also stepped in. Before we go out, we say goodbye to Mom. After that, Doni and I got in the car.

After an hour's drive, we arrived at an elite housing complex. We stopped at a luxurious house owned by Riki.

I don't know why every time I remember his name I feel lazy. Maybe because the first time I met him, he made me uncomfortable. Hopefully not this time.

Upon entering his house we were warmly welcomed by Riki and a woman of my age, probably his wife.

"Hello knowsin, I am Raisya Riki's only brother."

"I'm Holy."

We shook hands and smiled at each other.

It turns out Raisya's sister.means the man is not married because I see no one else in this house.

We are all in the dining room. There are already beautiful various types of food.

"So I deliberately asked Riki mas to invite you to eat here, because I want to know the wife of Doni mas. At your wedding I can't come by because I'm still busy with work. Sorry yes." Raisya does look friendly and fun.

"Mas Doni I've taken it like my own brother. Holy Mother, don't be jealous." Raisya.

I just smiled at him.

"Where's your boyfriend ? I also want to know." Saying mas Doni.

"Ntar knows too." Answer Raisya.

"Now Raisya gets married. Aren't you ?!" riki's question seems to confirm that his sister must immediately release her bachelor.

"Later if Riki is married, then I will also be married."

"You're a girl, it's not good to get married too old." Riki.

"New ahhh also 30 years, kalem aja."

Ohhh Raisya turned out to be five years older than me, but her face looked still like my age.

"When is this eating ? laper is it." Mas Doni and Riki's family seemed to have been very familiar, not awkward at all.

"Sorry mas, ma'am, please enjoy special cuisine made by Raisya hehe."

We started eating that food too.

"You made all this cooking ?" ask Raisya.

"Mbak believes the same thing I said earlier, actually this is bi Fatma cuisine. I'm anti-kitchen." Raisya grinning the horse.

I also smiled.It turns out.but still Raisya is indeed a very attractive woman. Her fashionable and elegant appearance will be able to bewitch every man who sees her.

My net accidentally leads to Riki who was looking at me. Soon I opened my eyes and focused again on eating.

Since Riki was sitting right in front of me, I knew that the man was still watching me. I dare not return his gaze. She's not my muhrim, after all I'm really uncomfortable with her.

Mas Doni seemed to be unaware of Riki's attitude towards me. From earlier my husband was focused on eating even though occasionally joking with Raisya.

The meal is over. Doni was still going to spend time in that house, but I asked him to come home soon.

This house is already like the second house of Doni mas because he has been considered like a real child by his parents Riki. That's what my husband once said.

"Yes how to go home anyway, even though I like you guys coming, this house is not lonely." Raisya.

"When we come here again. Ok ?!" said mas Doni.

"Holy, you can often play in this house." Riki looked at me like that.

"I mean if you want to meet Raisya, don't hesitate. Just dateng." Added Riki.

"It's shaa Allah." Reply doubt.

"We're happy, thanks for the good food." Saying mas Doni.

We finally left the house. Now I can breathe. Being in one room and breathing the same air as the man named Riki, made me really claustrophobic. Fortunately, I was able to get out of the house immediately.

Note:

Originally the author did not intend to provide visuals, but because there are readers who request, so the author tries to find a figure that suits the characters of these novel characters.

Holier.

Simple hijab girl.

Riki.

Loyal, even though sometimes ridiculous.

Doni.

Actually good, but sometimes selfish and easily influenced.

May the visuals of the author not destroy your imagination. Thank you so much for reading and supporting the author's work.