Mahligai Infidelity

- Side Story

At 4 am Wulan awoke from her sleep. He realized that he had not changed his clothes since returning to dinner with Renata and Arkan. He fell asleep after laying down his body on the bed.

There was a slight feeling of wastage, sadness as well as worry approaching him. He stood up from the bed, taking a glass of water that was already available on the nightstand beside his bed.

Wulan tried to go back to sleep. But his mind became increasingly unsettled. Wulan decided to take a shower and then went down to the kitchen to make her breakfast early that morning.

Arriving in the kitchen bi Indun already there was cleaning the closet.

“Morning bik,” greet Wulan.

“Nyonyah wake up not part now only at 5:40.” said bi Indun.

“To want to sleep again bi, but can not,” said Wulan while starting to prepare a pan on the stove.

“What does she want for breakfast?” tanya bi Indun's.

“Fry eggs eaten with bread,” replied Wulan.

“Sini aunty make,” bargain bi Indun.

Wulan gave his work to bi Indun. Wulan immediately made a glass of milk and then sat at the dining table, which was located not far from the kitchen. He waited for bi Indun to prepare breakfast for him.

In a few moments the sandwich was in front of him.

“This Nyah,” says bi Indun.

“Auntie sits here just accompany me to eat,” said Wulan.

Bi Indun took a seat in a corner of Wulan while watching Wulan eat his simple sandwich.

“Master just left,” says bi Indun.

Wulan recalled the figure of Brian welcoming her at the end of the stairs last night, without a word she stood looking at Wulan then passed by.

Wulan thought for a moment then reapon Indun's speech. “Master looks weird, I can't guess his attitude. Sometimes he is so full of emotions and overflowing, then become indifferent like not knowing me,” said Wulan.

“Bibi also felt the master was a bit strange this late, he was rarely angry, he did not even consider us there,” said Indun.

“The body was picked up by his assistant with a man. Sir go carry a big suitcase,” Indun continued.

“Master will definitely be out of town again, Arkan said he travels a lot later this,” replied Wulan.

“Oh yes bi, aunty knows with her lover named Soraya?” ask Wulan later.

“Bibi know his name alone Nyah, aunty he never met his person.” replied bi Indun.

“That aunt heard from bi Narsih, miss Soraya is your girlfriend. Aunty joined the master for more than 3 years, aunty only heard rumors from women who had been brought by the master here,” said bi Indun.

“How many women have you brought here?” ask Wulan again.

“Many non, gonta replace. The longest nginep to months yes non Raya,” replied bi Indun.

“Maybe all women are crazy about money,” said Wulan origin.

Bi Indun then threw out his heavy breath. “At the beginning aunty works here, aunt with aunt's daughter Irma.”

Wulan recalled Raya's words about the daughter of a maid named Irma.

In the unrest Indun began to continue his story.

“Initially Irma was just a 15-year-old innocent woman. In order to help out with aunt's work, she came with aunt here. But he even rotated with the cheap woman in bed m master to pregnant son master,” said Indun.

“Where is aunt's son now?” ask Wulan.

“At a mental hospital,” replied Indun who still looks restless

“Why in RSJ bi?” ask Wulan curiously.

“Silent aunt gives him a bully. She became depressed then began to frequently get angry, rage, laugh and cry sadly. Aunty really feels guilty,” said Indun whose eyes began to look glassy.

“Why did auntie do that?” ask Wulan again.

“Aunt forced, aunty heard master say will kill him if not thrown out. And Irma, she loves you so much, at that time she insisted on not wanting to abort her content,” Indun said again.

Wulan was silent for a moment while rubbing bi Indun's hand. “Whatever it is your son, he cannot kill her,” Wulan said.

“Gentleman told to abort the content?” ask Wulan.

Indun. “That's a non-Great idea, she also gave the medicine to auntie. Aunt can only obey. Aunty is afraid of what happened with Irma,” Indun said in a sad tone. There was regret in her speech as well as guilt feelings for her son.

“If aunt and aunt's child are treated like that, can't aunty still feel at home in this house?! Aunty can go, without having to meet Mr. Brian every day,” said Wulan.

“Daddy, sir has been kind enough to buy husband aunty rice field. Even the master also provided business capital for the eldest son of aunty. Even if aunt can not do anything now, instead feel indebted to master,” said Indun.

“Whatever power and money is greater in value than the price of a life. If Irma gives birth to the child, Raya's position will be threatened, maybe that's why Raya told her to abort, Wulan's inner”.

Time continued to roll, the conversation Wulan and bi Indun had to end. Bi Narsih now joined them and finally Wulan had to be ready to go to work.

Wulan came down after tidying up in a peach-colored suit. Suits from famous designers who have long languished in his closet.

“Dad, tidy today,” said Bi Narsih.

“I will meet temen bi, her lips are sharper than the kitchen knife, I must be neat or she will nag me all night. Oh yeah, don't prepare dinner. I had dinner outside today,” said Wulan then left bi Narsih who was clean.

Mr. Arman, the driver of Wulan's office, was waiting in front of the house.

Time keeps rolling. As usual, Wulan worked until 5 pm even he would be overtime one to two hours every day because there was nothing he did at home.

Unlike today, Renata was waiting for him in the parking lot of the factory, automatically Wulan had to go down to meet his friend.

“Rena, quickly arrived.” greet Wulan to a friend who has been waiting for him for more than 10 minutes.

“Yes should, incidentally the road here is a bit quiet,” said Renata from behind the wheel.

“Car wallet from whom?” ask Wulan who finally got into the car.

“Papa's car, he sent his car for the purposes here. Pretty Lan, let's not take care of your man,” said Renata.

“My man?” wulan protests not accepted.

“Yes, the guy who likes you is a,” Renata's tease.

“Do not origin deh Ren, if in Denger Arkan can be offended him,” forbid Wulan.

“You don't believe it? I will prove,” Renata is still insistent with his thoughts.

“It is Ren, Arkan is my husband's cousin, we are like family,” said Wulan.

“Yes yes, you are family. I believe,” said Renata who finally relented to follow what Wulan said.

The car continued to slide through the density of the capital then stopped at a famous salon.

Wulan's eyes glanced less in agreement at their destination.

“What the hell is it?” wulan said she was still reluctant to get out of the car.

“Yet you promised to accompany me while you were here. Come down,” take Renata.

Wulan finally got out of the car, because the car door was opened Renata.

“I'm tired of seeing that hair of yours. That was the last model cut, almost 9 months ago Lan. After that I have changed your hairstyle several times and your hair is still like that.” Renata continued to lecture Wulan all the way into the salon. “For women the hair is the crown and the crown on your head continues to be tied like that, will soon fall out the hair,” continued Renata.

“Good afternoon, please enter mbak,” greet a woman who welcomes Wulan and Renata at the door.

“Mbak, her best hairstylish where?” ask Renata to the woman.

“Good,” said the woman then brought Wulan and Renata in.

Renata immediately handed Wulan over to a professional stylist at the salon.

Renata proposed the desired color and haircut. So was Wulan, even though there was rejection but finally Wulan wanted to be in her hairstyle as Renata wanted.

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TBC…