Married Because of Ijbar
Chapter 31. See you ... Ariel
Ciee ... holidays are not saying, you Duck Mouth! 🤩🥳
...15 JANUARY 2021...
...Missed call at 20:15...
...17 JANUARY 2021...
When do you come home, anyway? Kangen, know? 😘
...Missed call at 17:25...
Pliis pick up my phone. Reply chat-ku 🥺
Laa ... The maulaaa?! Are you Okay?
😬😬😬😫
...18 January 2021...
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(The day after Khayru announced her marriage, Ariel deleted the message)
[Voice note: I'm sorry .. I promise .. I won't bother you anymore.
Say sorry to Om Iru, too,
I will always wish you the best.]
Ariel's voice sounded heavy. Just like the first time Maula knew that Ariel wasn't okay.
...19 January 2021...
La ... I'm again on the way airport, nih.
I went with my Mama-Papaku, went to school and went to college there.
Don't want to see me, that's. Nyesel tar, you know? Come, yes, once pliss.
Two hours later ....
Okay, my plane wants to take of.
You're all right, yeah.
*Don't miss me
Don't worry about me*
There's always Mama with me.
Thank you for always being there for me.
See U, Maula's
Last seen (last seen): 19 January 2021
...TO DAY...
^^^Ariel ... 😭^^^
^^^ I haven't had a chance to tell you anything
^^^😭😭😭😭😭^^^
Many times Maula contacted, Ariel's contact was not active. The status of the message he sent, tick one. Her crying broke in the presence of Khayru who could do nothing.
Please take care of your health.^^^
^^You must be happy, Riel.^^^
^^^😭😭😭😭😭^^^
Finally, it was the only message that Maula typed for Ariel.
“What's up? How to cry?” Khayru held onto Maula's shoulder while looking at her face.
“Leave me first,” he said in sobs.
“But tell me first, why?”
“If you hadn't hidden my handphone, maybe I could still meet and talk to her.”
It must be about Ariel
Khayru wanted to know what Maula had just read to make her cry like this. However, before he took Maula's phone, the owner had already thrown the object to the wall, so scattered. After picking up the thing and putting it on the table, the man rushed out. Let Maula vent her emotions alone.
From the beginning, Khayru never expected that his household with Maula would run smoothly like a Bulevar/Adimarga that is free of obstacles. No, that's impossible. He only had to wait if things like this happened.
He just sat looking at the lunch dish that he suddenly did not want to eat anymore.
“Master!” Bik Sulis' voice shocked him.
“No need, Bik. Lunch Maula take to her room only. I have a business for a while,” he said as he shuffled and left in front of Bik Sulis.
“Master where are you going?! If Non Maula asks, Bibik answers what later?” exciting Bik Sulis.
“Say, don't know,” says without looking a bit.
Looks like something's wrong. Bik Sulis saw Khayru coming out with his car.
While preparing the food he wanted to take to Maula's room, he hoped that nothing would happen to his master.
She came knocking on the door of Maula's room. However, there is no truth from within.
Bik Sulis was still pacing back and forth in front of the room. He did not dare to enter, so he pulled the display table and removed the flower fitting so he could put the tray there.
“Non! Bibik's lunch was kept next to the door. Please eat, yes, Non?!”
“Ya. They will also be better.” He tried to throw away his worries.
Time shows at 22:15. Khayru arrived at the door of her room. There is a tray containing food that has been replaced with the same dinner menu Bik Sulis. However, Maula still did not touch him. He's taking her in. I was worried that Maula was sick from skipping meals all day.
“You've slept?” Again, there was no response from Maula.
Khayru believes Maula will not be able to sleep on an empty stomach. He brought back the cold food. Put it on the kitchen table and go again out of nowhere. his car darted quickly from the carport makes Maula shuffled to look at the window when she heard the roar of the car engine that passed.
“Where else is he going these nights?” The maula who originally did not want to care, suddenly felt worried. She came down from her room, waiting at the door to make sure her husband returned home tonight.
His heart became so agitated that it could not sit for a second. He was just circling in front of the main door. Time kept turning, an hour passed by.
“Where to go, Bang, nights like this? I'm worried, tau?” One minute he stared at the wall clock.
Neneng who woke up to get drinking water, accidentally saw the living room was still lit. He intends to turn off the lights. However, he was stopped because he saw the presence of Maula who was standing behind the window.
“Non! Why is malem-malem standing there?” The clap of his hand was enough to make Maula gasp.
“Haduuhh ... Nenee! You just ngagetin. The shuttle! Don't be noisy.”
“Sleep, Non, it's malem. The lamp wants Neneng matiin now.”
“Udah sleep there! The lamp I'm the one who dies in later.” Looking back at the window. Suddenly she saw her husband's car begin to enter the courtyard. Without thinking long he ran the panting until he stumbled into the urn ornaments scattered throughout the room.
“Now you can turn off the lights, Neng. Good night,” he said slowly while staring back occasionally. She's relieved. Finally, the person who was waiting came home.
“Eh! Nope! Walk carefully! No need to run, later jatoh!” Excited Neneng who was still standing there while opening the door for his Master.
“Why, Neng? Who are you talking to?” Khayru arrived with a bag of groceries.
“Eta si Enon's. Meni arrivedbaranting. Kumaha Mun tikosewad.”
(That's the Non. Until it's such a hurry. How about a slip)
he nodded his head.
Khayru looked upstairs. “Only have you guys not slept?”
Neneng explained that he woke up from his sleep because of thirst. Intending to turn off the lights, he meets Maula in the living room.
“Maybe Non Maula waiting for Master to return home.” Neneng.
“Keep why did he run?”
“Neneng don't know, Sir. Try to see for yourself. Who knows Enon got hurt, because it hit the urn earlier.” He pointed a large urn ornament flanking the left and right-stair sides towards the second floor.
Khayru stood up for a while while raising her eyebrows.“Neng, you wake up, gih, everything in the house. We barbeque-an ajalah tonight.” He prefers to go into the kitchen with his groceries.
“Yang really, Mister?” Neneng's face turned soft while tailing behind him.
“Udah hunt there! Ready everything.” Khayru put her groceries on the table and rolled her sleeves up to her elbow.
With enthusiasm, Neneng banged on the doors of the room and then he ran to the security guard post calling Mang Sodik and Ferdi who were playing chess there. Before long, everyone came together to prepare the equipment and materials.
Inside this house, there was an open room that they used to use for events like this. The air is not hot nor cold, because the air from outside can enter as well as the smoke from burning will not pollute the air in the house. However, this time Khayru will deliberately use the aroma of burning to lure the Maula to eat.
Tini started to take all the groceries out of her pocket. There are various meats and seafood such as chicken, beef, shrimp, squid and fish. In addition there are complementary vegetables such as corn, mushrooms, and onions.
“Master bought mutton too?” ask Tini while cleaning it.
“Do not ask much. Goat meat is suitable for newly married men, Tin.” Mang Sodik nudged his wife's hand.
“I-it's not for me, really! My long time off eating goat.” sambar Khayru explained.
“Not yesterday Mr abis buy goat satay?”
“Iya, it's Maula who eats. Try, call the guy here. Must be the same abis she ate.”
Khayru approached the burning while putting the cleaned meat, to avoid strange questions about goat meat. Bik Sulis came to take over his job.
“This let Bibik work. Mr. Call Non Maula aja, tell him to come down.”
Khayru refuses to go to her room, believing Maula is still angry. He asked Bik Sulis, Mbak Tini and Neneng to force Maula to go down.
“If necessary, get dragged, Bik. Than he does not eat.”
“Lord's the same Enon again marahan or what, anyway? Neneng saw Enon worried about waiting for you to come home. After returning home, even going far to each other gini.”
“Call the guy. Scribbles! Many names you, Neng.” Ferdi encouraged Neneng to follow Bik Sulis and Mbak Tini to Maula's room.
To Be Continue
