Look At Me Once

A Wife?

A man sitting in front of a Cafe is seen enjoying a drink that he ordered, his eyes focus on the screen of his phone.Once in a while his lips spoke without sound like reading a spell.

Man with his cool appearance, torn jeans, plain white shirt wrapped in a black leather jacket. Random hair is irregular, but looks to match his handsome face.

"Where are you going, Bro?" ask a man who has just come and sit in front of him.

"There's an important job I have to finish" he replied flatly.

"What job? Just about every day of your existence to me!" the upset.

"Say you don't know, it's hard."

"Woi! Lo why the heck komat-kamit not clear already rich shaman aja lo, want to santet people lo?"

"Yes" the man replied briefly.

"Huh, seriously lo? Who's emang?"

"The man who sits in front of me" he said without distracting himself from the flat object in his hand.

"Anj!r, just carelessly speaking!"

"That's why don't you talk too much! Disturb people from focusing."

"Read what the hell? Lo stingy is very much the same friend."

Duars.

Hearing the sound of an explosion, the two men who were none other than Zidan and Andre circulated their gazes looking for the source of the sound.

Netra Zidan captured the figure of a woman who was very familiar to him. A figure who once made her heart flower, but also who had broken her heart.

Zidan got up from his seat, grabbed his motorbike key and placed a piece of red money on the table.

"Where are you going, Lo?" ask Andre.

"There's business, it's to pay for my drink" he said, walking towards the parking lot.

Zidan spent the 2000s, gave it to the parking lot man and put on his helmet and drove off his bike.

Zidan pulled his motorcycle over to the woman. It looks like the woman is angry with who.

"Is there anything I can help you with?" tanyakanya.

"Who is it?" ask Lathifa.

"Do you need help? Motor Lo why?" rework Zidan again.

"The rear is broken" replied Lathifa.

Zidan parked his bike near the Lathifa motorbike and then went down without opening his helmet.

"Try here I see," said Zidan check the tires Lathifa.

"Lo's motorbike must be taken to the workshop to be replaced by the tires" Zidan explained.

But it seemed that Lathifa was not focused on what the man before her was talking about. Lathifa stared fixedly at Zidan's appearance.

A tall man with a high body filled, with a suit of torn jeans, plain white T-shirt wrapped in a black leather jacket complete with a full face helmet in red-white-black match with the motorcycle.

Lathifa seemed to think, where has she met the man in front of her? The man looked very familiar in his eyes.

"Woi! do I mention it anyway?" pissed Zidan.

"Eh, Um ... What did you say?"

"Lo's motorbike has to be taken to the workshop."

"Oh, how is it? Where am I in a hurry."

"Do you want me to drive?" bargain Zidan.

"Eh no need Mas, later ngerepotin, Mas." Lathifa felt hesitant but she also had to quickly get to campus.

"You need not be afraid! I'm not a bad person."

Lathifa stared fixedly at Zidan, judging whether the man's words could be trusted.

"Entar motor lo let my friend take care of it. This part of the place is far from the workshop," said Zidan.

"Eh, wait a minute! I seem to know the same voice, my dear."

"Then anyway? You're wrong, kali."

"Related! Really, try to open the helmet first!"

Zidan opened the glass of his helmet and blinked one eye at Lathifa.

"That's right! Brother Zidan is very ignorant," upset Lathifa.

"Where have you been for almost two months?"

"Ntar is the nany. Comeing! My hunt is inter. He said hurry up."

Lathifa hesitantly agreed to Zidan's invitation because he had to chase time. Although his heart still feels pain because of Zidan's speech at that time.

Zidan contacted Andre to take care of Lathifa's bike, then they both got on the bike and left the place.

In the middle of the trip, in a luxury car look two men dressed neatly complete with a tie and a black suit.

Raiyan and Alwi, who were going to the meeting place, accidentally cross paths with Zidan, who is in a piggy bank with Lathifa.

"It looks like it's in front of your young wife, Al," Raiyan said.

"So I have to do something? At most he wants to go to campus," said Alwi without turning to Raiyan.

"But it's piggybacking on the same guy, Al! You're quiet at times."

Alwi, who was busy with his phone, raised his head and his eyes looked in the direction where Raiyan pointed to his wife.

Alwi stared at the two men and women who were in the arms of a red sports motorcycle in a black-and-white pattern that flashed in front of him.

Alwi focused his gaze, ascertaining whether it was true that the woman was his wife.

"Just leave him alone" said Alwi with a face that was difficult to read and refocus on his phone.

"Are you sure you'll let it go? Don't you slack off, Al! Later if your wife is taken by someone who regrets you. Lathifa is young, beautiful, and her smile is loh, the sweetness of MasyaAllah," said Raiyan intend to tease his best friend and boss.

Plaque.

Alwi poked his best friend's back head. "Ghadul bashar! Take care of your eyes!" alwi.

"Ck, yes-yes very stingy, same friend yourself."

"When you find a wife, you're not tired of always running away from Aunt Sofi?"

"Do you still hope for him?" ask Alwi.

"Hm."

"You know, tradition in my family? Most likely he was also already betrothed to his parents' choice."

"Before the yellow janur curved, still canalah ... I will fight for my love! Even if I just say his name every third of the night. May the miracle come soon."

"But, he just graduated High School, Rai. You want to be called a pedophile?" ask Alwi, without reading to himself.

"A little aware he is also a pedophile" said Raiyan lirih.

"What are you talking about?"

"No, nothing."

...*****...

After finishing her studies, as usual, Lathifa will stop by Hafa Resto to help her mother.

Despite her status, she became a wife and lived in her husband's house. Lathifa still often helped her mother manage the restaurant.

In fact, the money given from her husband was more than enough to support her and her mother, but this restaurant was the only treasure left by her late father.

So, as much as possible Hana still maintains to carry out the mandate of her husband. Moreover, there are many families who depend on his fate from Hafa Resto.

Lathifa looked busy behind the cashier table, she smiled at the two young men who had just entered and waved at her.

"Hi, how's Cil doing?" greet Andre.

"Alhamdulillah, fine. How's Andre doing?" ask Lathifa.

"good. Long time no see, when are you coming again, Cil?"

"What do you want to order, sister?" tanya Lathifa ignored the question from Andre.

"Udah insaf her, no need to bother to race, ask her husband to be immediately given whatever he wants," said Zidan.

"Well, listen to your husband who is a tyrant yes Cil. Entrepreneurs of Arab descent yes," said Andre was ignored by Lathifa.

Lathifa called one of her employees to take her place, then she walked to the table in the corner of the room followed by two men walking behind her.

They sat in a circle in their respective chairs. Lathifa called one of the waiters who was passing by and ordered a drink as well as some snacks for the two men in front of her.

The three of them talked about many things. Zidan apologized for his words at that time, Lathifa also forgave him. There is no point in bringing up the past.

"Gue to the toilet first," said Andre walking away from their table.

At the same time, from the direction of the entrance Alwi was seen followed by Raiyan behind him walking towards Lathifa's table.

Alwi comes to pick up Lathifa because of Anisa's request. Anisa said that Lathifa did not bring a motorbike because there was a workshop person who delivered a motorbike to her home and Anisa could not pick up Lathifa.

Intention to pick up his young wife, he immediately paled because he saw the girl was busy joking with a man.

Without saying, Alwi twisted his body and almost hit him if his reflexes were not good.

"Buset by .. shit*n! If you want to talk back dong!" raiyan.

Alwi paid no heed to Raiyan. He continued to walk outside to the place where his car was parked and directly into the car.

Raiyan rushed after his boss, and got in the car.

"She said he'd pick up your young wife?" Raiyan put up his seat belt saw Alwi was ready to drive his car.

"Not so," said Alwi briefly.

"But Lathifa was still inside, Al."

"He's not a kid, Rai. He can go home by himself."

"But Al-"

"Shut up! Noisy you!" exciting Alwi.

Raiyan chose to keep silent to see the face of his unfriendly boss.

Alwi drove his car at high speed, he wanted to get home immediately and relieve his emotions.

I don't know what happened to him, Alwi was confused why he did not like to see his young wife laughing freely in front of other men.

...*****...

Lathifa got off Zidan's bike. Lathifa wanted to take a taxi home, but Zidan insisted on taking her home as a sign of his apology.

Lathifa stepped foot into her husband's luxurious house, said her greetings, and hurried to her room.

"Where are you from?" Alwi's heavy voice stopped Lathifa's steps.

Lathifa turned towards Alwi. "From the restaurant."

"Restaurant or dating?" alwi Syndir.

"What the hell, not very clear," said Lathifa then continued his steps.

"Remember your status Lathifa!" shouted Alwi.

Lathifa again stopped her steps and turned her body to face her husband.

"What status? I'm still a student." Lathifa furrowed her brows in confusion.

"You are a wife, Lathifatunnisa!"

"I know if I'm a wife? What's the problem with my status?" lathifa said by emphasizing the word status.

"If you are aware of your status, you will not humble yourself alone with a man other than your husband."

"What do you mean?"

"If you don't want this wedding, tell me! I'll definitely divorce you if you want that."

Lathifa's body froze, her brain busy digesting her husband's words.

"Would it be called a wife if out there busy making out on the bike with other men? Even shamelessly sitting alone together and laughing widely in front of him." Alwi got up from his seat, then stepped towards Lathifa.

"Learn even more about religion to Anisa!" Alwi passed by his wife just like that.

'Wife? What wife? Wife show? Wife on paper?' lathifa grumbled in the heart.

Lathifa wanted to scream and curse at her husband, but she was afraid that Anisa would hear him.

'Why do you demand me to be a godly wife? While you yourself never consider me as a wife.'