
"I had a fight with Widya."
Azri sighed softly and was full of regret. He looked tired and desperate in Ryan's eyes, making the man sympathetic.
"Have something happened?" ask her attentively.
Azri did not shake or nod. The man's gaze looked far away.
"We fought because of Yuna."
"What?"
Surprise adorned Ryan's face. Suddenly he remembered the day Widya met him to the nightclub and asked about Yuna. Widya looked devastated and sad after hearing the girl's story from her.
"Really, I'd be really mad at you if you didn't make up with your wife right away. It's not funny if you fight with her because of your past love, you don't know how shocked she is when you know your story and Yuna? He'll think you still love him."
Azri immediately looked at her as soon as she heard Ryan's last sentence. "What's? So you ever tell Widya about Yuna?" her exclaims in disbelief, her eyes gleaming furiously. He refrained from cursing Ryan. Very presumptuous his best friend is telling his love story without his permission.
Ryan isn't afraid of facing Azri's plot. "You dare to argue with me about Yuna, that means you still love her," she said coldly.
It didn't take long for Azri to wake up. The next second he blinked his eyes and relaxed his shoulders. Azri cursed quietly. Never thought he'd be this upset because of Yuna. Now he regrets why that day he agreed to go with Widya and meet Lia.
Ryan sympathized with seeing Azri as this. "What made the topic of Yuna appear among you?"
"I don't want to talk about it right now. Don't worry, sooner or later you'll find out."
All Azri wants to do now is meet with Widya. Really, he wanted to hug her. He needs shelter because at this moment his self feels afraid, unsteady, and worried.
"Just up to you." Ryan then pulled something out of his pocket, "I have a ticket to this musical, my uncle one of his sponsors. I gave Bella the same ticket. You can use this ticket to make up with your wife and come watch with her."
Ryan handed Azri a gold ticket, then smiled understandingly.
"As a friend, I don't want to see you fall. Love comes to make you happy, not hurt. Therefore if you let your heart hurt, the meaning is that you have killed the love of your life. That's because when your mother and Yuna left, you felt like your life was over. You still want to live, don't you?"
Azri. Silence did not move in her place.Ryan's words were indeed true. He loves Widya, even loves her very much. However, how did he explain the strange feeling he felt every time he remembered Yuna? And now that figure appears in a girl named Lia? How could Azri forget how much he blamed himself for Yuna's death?
***
Widya used to be serious about her duties in the office. However, today somehow he was not excited at all. Therefore he handed over his tutoring duties to Mahesa while his self prefers to languish in his office space. Luckily Bella comes to visit so she manages to prevent herself from feeling vulnerable whenever she remembers Azri and Lia.
Why would Lia be similar to Yuna? It was a fact that made his heart cry out for pain. Azri always pointed at the longing spotlights whenever she looked at the girl. It doesn't take long for Azri to fall in love with Lia and forget herself. Didn't Azri love Lia so much?
Widya told Bella everything. About Mahendra's orders to match Azri with Lia and about her pregnancy. The girl was angry and regretted why Widya could be such a stupid woman. He could be willing to do that ridiculous order and sacrifice his own feelings. If it's Bella, then she'd rather go. The decision is a thousand times better.
"Maybe this is how Dad kicked me out," said Widya sadly, stopping the expression of his best friend. "Again after all this, after Azri was so fascinated with Lia. I doubt if he's still willing to live with me."
"May ...." Bella interrupts and voices are choked. She doesn't like to see Widya think badly of herself. "You can't say that. Azri loves you. You can't be prejudiced and destroy yourself. You don't feel sorry for your baby?"
Widya started to tear up. She squeezed her own hands to divert the tightness in her throat, "Azri instantly changed after meeting Lia. How can I not conclude her heart was moved on that girl?"
He forgets that Bella does not know about the resemblance between Lia and Yuna, therefore Bella will never understand how sick Widya is whenever she sees Azri's expression while staring at Lia. Unknowingly, he was already sobbing.
"Perhaps in this way, I could have a reason to divorce Azri."
Bella immediately hugged Widya when her best friend was crying.
***
That night Azri stared doubtfully at his wife who was busy cooking in the kitchen. The girl acted as usual, as if nothing had happened. That attitude was what made Azri feel bad. He stared at the ticket that Ryan gave him, hoping that the object in his hand could help him make up with Widya.
Widya turned her head to hear someone muttering behind her. She looked at her husband in wonder.
"What's wrong?"
Azri looks so stiff, standing in front of her with her hands in her pants pocket. His attitude was like a child trying to admit wrongdoing to his mother.
"It." Azri held out a piece of ticket at her. "The end of the week is a musical and I want you to come watch it."
"Thank you."
Widya accepts her and glances at the object before she looks back at her husband. He wished Azri had said something other than this. Oh, what did he expect? Regrets from Azri?
"Are you going with me?“
"Of course," Azri said awkwardly.
The atmosphere between them became even stranger when no one wanted to talk after him.
Azri complains to himself for acting like a coward. Come on, apologize, is that hard? He looked at Widya who was standing restlessly in front of him. From the bottom of his heart, he really missed this girl. After the argument that night, no more physical contact warmed their relationship. Azri self-conscious her wrong for having started her. That's why today he will end it.
"If you don't mind, I'll go back to cooking."
No, wait! Shouted Azri in heart. Before Widya turns around, Azri grabs Widya's shoulder, flips her body and covers Widya's mouth with her mouth.
Widya surprised. After some time Azri was cold on her, this second she came and fondled her gently. Widya misses Azri. Her kiss was like a painkiller and made her head feel light. Unknowingly he welcomes Azri's kiss as enthusiastically as the man does his.
Azri growled, aware that the void in her heart had been filled as Widya wrapped her hands around her neck and returned her kiss.
I've been forgiven, Azri's mind is happy and relieved. He was afraid Widya would push him, but Widya's reaction dismissed all her fears. Azri was happy.
"I'm sorry."
Azri said in between her kisses. He grabbed Widya's body with his. "I'm so silly, I'm mad at you because you mentioned Yuna. But you have to believe that I don't have any feelings for her anymore."
Widya flinched, then distanced her face. Azri felt sad when her lips no longer touched Widya's soft lips.
"I don't blame you for that. I just don't like to see you sad because I remember Yuna. Besides, Lia is beautiful, and I don't mind if you fall in love with her."
Widya choked and wanted to slap her own lips because she had said so well. When did he decide that? When his heart is willing to fall in love with Lia, no matter what Mahendra wants.
"No, for God's sake no!" Azri's voice began to hoarse, evidence that the man was trying to restrain his emotions. “I won't fall for Lia no matter she looks like Yuna or anyone else. Why do you never believe my words? What makes you doubt me?"
Azri looked at him solemnly. Widya could see her, eyes full of earnestness belong to Azri. Suddenly his eyes were hot. He wants to cry.
My God, Azri loves her. Really it? Is Azri really not going to leave him even though the appearance of Lia has messed up his mind?
"Don't cry, please." Azri cupped Widya's face. He blinked at the sight of tears flowing in both of his eyes.
Widya smiled among her cries. “I trust you.“ He said with great difficulty, "you know I've always trusted you."
A word of it managed to make Azri sigh in relief and then kiss back inside her lips. "Don't leave me. For whatever sake don't leave me."
Widya could not nod because Azri did not stop making her busy replying to every kiss*an.
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