Marriage Becomes Love

Chapter 52 Diligent

At 23:45 WIB, Ashila was pacing the living room with a restless look waiting for her husband's return.

"Astagfirullah.already eleven o'clock at night through Mas Rayhan has not come home either, yes."

"Is he overtime? But what's overtime until this late?"

"Is it because he's angry that I don't want to go home?"

"Oh Allah, always protect my husband."

Ashila continued muttering while biting her fingers, occasionally checking her phone for a reply from her husband. Because since the afternoon until now Ashila continues to try to call and SMS Rayhan but none of her calls and SMS were answered by her husband.

***

Towards dawn, Rayhan woke up from his sleep, he blinked his eyes and looked at the ceiling of the room that felt foreign. The man tried to sit himself and looked around.

"Aww!" Rayhan held his head in pain.

"Wake up, honey."

The call of someone who looked familiar in his ear made Rayhan surprised.

"You-you? Why are you here?" rayhan asked as he glared at his eyes.

"Ah.. Baby you're angry the more sexy, now we're in my apartment, baby," said the woman who is none other than Renata.

"Dear that last night's game, uhhh." Renata spoke while making a sighing sound.

"What game?"

"Ah dear don't be angry dong." Renata approached Rayhan and stroked the man's chest, making the master aware that he was now bare-chested.

Rayhan also quickly opened the blanket, sure enough, now he only wears boxer pants only.

"God! What are you doing with me Renata?" rayhan said while shouting.

Rayhan tried to remember the incident last night, where he initially saw Ashila together with other men, after which he went to a club and had drinks there, he also met someone and the man gave him a drink, after which he remembered nothing. Rayhan was sure the man had put something in the drink he was given.

Rayhan turned to look at Renata and looked at the woman beside him. "It must be you who told that guy to set me up, right?"

Rayhan shuffled from the bed, took his clothes scattered on the floor and put them on.

"Where are you going?"

Rayhan did not care what Renata said, he immediately came out of the room of the woman who trapped him.

Renata seemed to grin while staring at Rayhan's departure. "Sooner or later you'll come back to my arms again, dear."

***

At exactly 05:05 in the morning, Rayhan returned to his apartment.

Rayhan frowned seeing that the living room lights were still on. When he walked to walk to the stairs, his steps stopped when he saw the legs of someone dangling at the end of the sofa.

The man's eyes widened when he saw Ashila sleeping curled up on the sofa. The woman's body was not wearing a blanket, only wearing thin cotton sleeping pajamas.

"Oh my goodness, Ashila." Rayhan touched his wife's arm and forehead, feeling very cold. Of course, the ac in her living room made Ashila's body shiver a little.

"Silk.." Rayhan shook Ashila's body slowly, so that his wife did not feel surprised.

Ashila who felt disturbed slowly opened and blinked her eyes

"Mas Rayhan, you're home." Ashila could clearly see the cold eyes of her husband.

"Mas, I'm calling you from your room unresponsive." Ashila sat on her body, she turned her head briefly towards the wall clock for a moment.

"A half-hour five? Where are you going, Mas?" ashila asked as she stared fixedly at Rayhan's eyes.

"You go anywhere it's none of your business. You don't have to care about me" said Rayhan coldly, he stood up and was about to go up the stairs but Ashila quickly held him back.

"Mas, I want to clear it yesterday" Ashila said as she clasped Rayhan's arm tightly.

"No need to talk about that anymore." Rayhan let go of Ashila's check and walked towards the stairs.

"O Allah how to get this thing done."

***

"Oh Allah.. What should I do? Even Mas Rayhan was very reluctant to see me, how to explain," inner Ashila continued to monologue with a slightly frustrated facial expression.

"Shil's."

Ashila looked over as someone called out to her.

"Sir Azmi." Ashila smiled as she spoke softly.

Azmi also returned Ashila's smile, she immediately sat her body next to the hijab woman.

"You seem to lack enthusiasm today. How was your husband yesterday? You're clear, right?" Ashila shook her head weakly.

Azmi nodded in surprise. "Well, not yet?"

"Mas Rayhan seems to be very angry with me, brother. Even to see me talking like I'm reluctant."

"Sorry, Shil. Because of Brother, your husband becomes angry with you, ah or we both meet your husband, I will try to explain to your husband."

"No, Brother. I think if you meet my husband, I'll get in trouble."

Ashila lowered her face.

"Oh my God, it hurts to squirm at the woman I love so sad like this" said Azmi, he also felt guilty because this problem would not come if he did not express his feelings to the woman who was already the wife of the man.

Azmi loves Ashila. But he doesn't want to be a hindrance. Not wanting to be selfish, he wants to see the woman he loves happy, with or without her. And in fact the girl he loved was already someone else's property, it proves that Ashila is indeed not his match.

"Assalamualaikum," said a man and a woman.

"Wa'alaikumsalam," Azmi and Ashila answered in unison.

"This is why in diem-diem alone."

"Father, Nis," said Ashila smiling, looking behind her best friend. "Oh where is Dina?"

"Dina didn't come in, there's a need for family he said." Ashila just nodded.

"Shil why are you? How not to cheer today." Annisa sits next to Ashila, so Ashila is in the middle of Annisa and Azmi.

"I have a problem with my husband, Nis."

Annisa looked at Azmi for a while then whispered in Ashila's ear. "Emang Kak Azmi know if you are married?" Ashila nodded.

"Rig…"

Not yet Annisa finished her speech, Ashila's cell phone voice rang.

"Mom I'm calling me to go away, yeah."

After Ashila passed, now there are Azmi and Annisa who are sitting on the campus park bench.

"Emm, Brother. Do you know if Shila is married?" annisa asked as she looked at the man beside her.

"Yes." Yeah." Azmi nodded her head and answered him casually.

"So ordinary brother anyway?" ask Annisa wonder.

"You mean?"

"I mean that you like Ashila, you're not surprised that it's horrifying."

"What should I do, Nis? Take Ashila from her husband, is not possible, right? I'm not a pebinor, Nis. At first I was also very surprised when Ashila was married, I thought she was just kidding, I believe she was married when her husband stretched us alone in the restaurant, that's what makes your best friend so moody today."

"So big brother will forget Shila?"

"I will try" Azmi said softly.

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