Married Because of Ijbar

Chapter 42

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Khayru felt an increasingly tight hug on her waist. He immediately turned his body.

“What time did his ta-” tan get cut when he almost kissed the top of the head that he thought belonged to his wife. Apparently, he had mistaken.the woman was not Maula but Risa-sang prospective fiancee Aldi.

Maula wanted to come to confront Risa who was behaving inappropriately towards her husband at that time. However, she suddenly wanted to see for herself how her husband was acting to Risa.

“Detach, Risa. You what the fuck? If Aldi sees it, he will be disappointed and angry.”

“Let him see it. Let her know that I don't love her.” Risa was getting less and less willing to let go of her embrace.

“Risa, Please. Aldi is a very nice man. You don't disappoint him.”

“I've been trying until this second, but I can't. I decided to wait for you, Mom. Although until I close my age, I willing.”

“Don't joke, Risa. Waiting for me is the stupidest thing, don't do it.”

“It's okay I became a fool because in reality we love each other.”

“Listen to me ...,” he said gently while taking off Risa's hand slowly. “Please forgive me if I ever gave you a wish. An uncertainty that torments your heart. Right now .. I have a lot of responsibilities. For a man, this is more important than just talking about feelings .. Understand, I am a husband who must love my wife with all my heart.”

“I'm sure, you'll live happily with Aldi. He is a good man and loves you very much. Your choice is very appropriate.” Khayru smiled as she rubbed the teardrops on Risa's cheek that stood stiff before her. “Remove your tears, Aldi will be here soon.”

It took a bit of time to calm Risa's heart until the situation completely subsided. He looked down while wiping the remaining tears on his cheeks, lucky that Aldi did not return to the room. Otherwise, tonight's show will be pretty messed up.

After Manarik's breath, Maula knocked on the door while bending her head.

“Assalamaicum. Can I come in?” Maula did not wait for an answer, she immediately rushed into the arms of her husband. He also did not hesitate to kiss Khayru in front of Risa as if there was nothing he had heard a few minutes ago. “Duh, I got dizzy nyariin Abang. It turns out it's here.”

Maula turned to Risa who was staring at her. “Tante, sorry I'm late. Lots of activities in school.”

“Gapa, La. Let's get off, the show will start soon,” take Risa. He also acted as if nothing had happened in front of Maula.

Event after event took place in the midst of family and relatives present complete the happiness that should belong to Risa and Aldi tonight.

Risa's view cannot be separated from Khayru, until at the ring embedding session, Risa who hesitated still looked at the man. Maula saw her husband continue to give spirit to Risa. A smile, a nod even a blink of an eye so that Risa did not hesitate anymore.

I don't know what kind of night this is, to make Maula's chest so raging. Seeing a woman who hides love for her husband or maybe even they did love each other all this time. He wanted to be angry, but to whom? Maula's footsteps led her to a very quiet park.

He just wanted to sit alone in the middle of the festive event tonight. His gaze stared in any direction until adrift to the window of the room upstairs. It looked bright, showing the shadow of two people who were fighting violently there.

Before long, a middle-aged man came out in a hurry. It seems Maula still remembers if he was Ariel's father who had been in constant conflict with his wife. He seemed to be angry until he closed the car door loudly and drove the car forward as fast as lightning. Not until there, beyond Maula's expectations, Ariel suddenly appeared and ran from inside the house, chasing the father. Without thinking, Maula suddenly stopped in front of her car.

“Soge, La. I have to follow Papa!”

“Gue tagged!” Maula immediately opened the car door, sitting next to Ariel.

“Down, La. You don't have to interfere anymore in my family affairs.”

“Gue is still playing Lo, Riel. Hunting way before losing track!”

Ariel drove the car quickly. He ignored the presence of Maula beside him because Frustration was enveloping Ariel at this time. Straight eyes looking forward looking for the whereabouts of the father's car that is being hunted

“Gue tau!”

“Use the right lane first to overtake the car in front of us.” Maula gave advice.

“Can't. Streets too dense.”

“He turned right. We'll slow down.” Maula's eyes kept a close eye on Ariel's father's car movements. “Be careful, Riel ..” muttered Maula while staring at her best friend's face.

Maula recalled the times they went through before Ariel went abroad. They often do this until sometimes they have to go home at night just to follow her mother Ariel until revealed an affair in a house. How devastated Ariel at that time, must accept the fact that her parents are no longer in love with each other. The family, which was initially only colored by small quarrels, was not only cracked, but shattered like broken glass.

They are too busy with their respective affairs, until they forget when they were last on Ariel's side when the boy got the Ashma attack he suffered since childhood. Since Maula witnessed Ariel as if she was dying because of difficulty breathing, since then the sad face of Ariel always reflected in her head.

Suddenly, Ariel's car stops right behind her father's car. The creaking of the brake that was pressed suddenly, slightly startled and woke Maula from her daydream.

“We've arrived? Where is this, Riel?” Maula opened the seat belt. However, Ariel forbade him to come down.

“Do not come down. Stay in the car.”

Maula looked around who looked familiar in her eyes. How not, this place often appears on the glass screen. Precisely in the news of the prostitution raid that aired on Chanel private television. If the night starts late, it will line up the women with very seductive clothes, are peddling himself to the striped men on the roadside around the small alley.

Oh my God, what is this place? Why did I get to a place like this?

Maula forgets the husband who is currently in the middle of a drunken search for his existence. She ignored Whatsapp calls and chats because she believed her husband would ask her to come home soon. However, he did not realize if in this case, Khayru just open google maps to track his whereabouts.

Ariel, who was unbending her seatbelt and rushing to open the car door, suddenly saw her father coming out of the alley, pulling a woman's hand and carrying her into the car.

Is Papa venting his heartache because of Mama's affair? Ariel stopped her movements staring at her father's car that just passed by.

“Riel, Papa Lo, walk again.” Maula patted Ariel's hand. Ariel also runs his car, back to follow the father. However, he was confused what to say to his father later. Should cursing? Denouncing? Or let?

Late at night, they arrived at a nightclub that was already so crowded with visitors. Ariel keeps asking Maula to wait in the car, while she walks into the club following her father. Long enough Maula waited until curiosity made her forced to go in search of Ariel's whereabouts.

“Where the hell, tuh, son? Long time,” murmured while staring at the watch. Finally, Maula decided to go down. When she realized that there was a hijab on her head, she fell silent and then finally, she took off for a while. He put it in the car seat and then came down with a typical look of people who had never set foot in such a place.

Very strange and a little scary. The sound of live music played by a DJ while dancing in an erotic style is so deafening. Dark, dim, just decorated with flashing disco lights Flickering displays the silhouette of the faces of the visitors who were dancing to the music. Some are just sitting around enjoying a drink that I don't know what its name is that definitely makes their eyes look flushed.

Ouch, Ariel ... Where are you, anyway? Maula looked around in confusion looking for Ariel and her father.

Very uncomfortable when the hands of ignorant began to touch the body parts of the Maula who had entered only show a plain face visible once his first experience of knowing the night world.

“Girl, alone, yes? Come have a drink with me,”so what a man who has shown tipsy symptoms due to too much drinking (miras).

“Sorry ... I don't drink.”

“Try a little. Definitely like.” He began to bring the glass of drink he was carrying-to the mouth of Maula. However, Maula immediately brushed the glass with annoyance to make the stinging drink, spilled on her shirt and the glass fell to the floor and broke.

“I said, I don't drink!” maula squealing between the pauses of the sound of music that is not funny.

Feeling humiliated, the drunken man pulled on Maula's long hair until she grimaced in pain. “Boy yesterday afternoon has been a lot of behavior!” whispers in the ears of the maula.

“Lease!”

“Cute, I!” The man pulled Maula's hair towards the stairs leading to the top floor.

To Be Continue ....