Married To An Ex

Rifky feeling

This is not the first time Nabila has been in a car with Rifky. There were several trips involving the two of them without a friend. However, the atmosphere was a little different, if at that time Rifky looked very cynical and full of compulsion, now the man looks sincerely forward his iron horse. 

There was no conversation between them all the way. Nabila looked outwards, while Rifky was busy with his steering wheel. Occasionally ask about the road that must be passed to arrive home. 

"What a weirdo? Though we're husband and wife, but I don't know your house yet," Rifky's remark became the opening conversation between them. 

Nabila smiled wryly. Brave to look at Rifky who was smiling a little. "No pa-pa, it is not important and will not be a question of the grave. Besides, I don't live at home now, and one more. You also do not have to know where my house is, because it is not one of the pillars of faith," replied Nabila. 

From the bottom of his heart, Nabila was very afraid of Rifky getting angry and lowering him halfway. But every shadow of him was slandered in front of Ayun and Reno, as if eager to avenge the man's actions with more cruel retaliation.

Not angry, Rifky actually chuckled at Nabila's words. Looking to the side, looking at the cute lips of the wife who looked adorable. 

"Where do you live now?" ask Rifky suddenly. 

Of all the sentences spoken by Nabila, that was all that was absorbed in his mind. For, the woman should return home after being expelled by her family. 

For some reason, he was eager to offer a place to live for his wife, but the time was not right. Sure Nabila will not accept his offer. The girl was too haughty and held firm, not easily swayed. 

"I live in Riana's house, because her house is close to the restaurant," replied Nabila flatly. 

Actually Nabila does not really like to talk about this. However, he was already trapped in a discussion that contains personal elements. Sucks.  

It did not feel like the car had arrived in front of Riana's house. The white painted house looks very small and simple. The lights are dimly lit on the terrace feels like the feel of the village. The right and left sides are the same, it looks like the house occupied by Nabila is a rented house . 

"Bil.." Rifky's call stopped Nabila who was about to open the car door. 

The woman faces towards the source of the sound. Unlike usual, his eyes were sharp and piercing. Right now Rifky's eyes look sad. 

"There are some clothes left at home. Don't you want to take it?" Suddenly Rifky remembered the negligee Nabila left in his suitcase. 

"Whose house?" Nabila a little forgot.

Because before leaving, he and Rifky had moved house and also lived in his in-laws' house. Must have meant Rifky was one of those two places. 

"In Mother's house there is also, in the house that we once occupied there is also," said Rifky honestly. 

Of course Rifky did not forget. Even the clothes he almost gave to the maid, but undone and until now had not had time to move it. 

"Throw away. Mom hates me too much anyway. There's no way he's gonna let me into his house. For the one in your house, I'll take it sometime. Take it easy, your house will be kept clean and there's no trace of me." 

Is it true that Nabila will take it. Maybe this will be my chance to talk about this relationship. 

Instantly his heart took the initiative to talk about his floating marriage as if standing on the waves of sea water. 

"When?" ask Rifky briefly. He spent the best possible time meeting the woman in his private home. 

Nabila scratched his head that did not itch. Like someone who is thinking. "Not yet, maybe tomorrow week if I don't work" replied Nabila unsure. 

It was impossible for him to be pushy, to be more careful when talking, let alone acting. As much as possible to make the woman comfortable while being by her side. 

After saying thank you, Nabila walked away from the car. It was clear that a girl was welcoming him at the door. 

Is that Riana? 

After Nabila and the girl who welcomed earlier entered, Rifky drove his car to leave Riana's house. The goal this time was not to go home, but to a place to meet with Izul. 

It only took thirty minutes from Riana's house, Rifky had already arrived at a cafe where the agreement was made. He went straight into the private room on the second floor. He does not like his private conversations being heard by many people. 

''Where's napkin?'' Rifky immediately threw his body on the sofa. Back rest firmly on the backrest with legs that are a little slender. 

"He can't come, he said tonight overtime," said Izul then sipped his latte that was running out. 

"You why? What's the matter again?" ask Izul curiously. 

Slide the cappucino right in front of Rifky. Know the man's favorite drink until he accidentally ordered before he came. 

"Yes. I don't know how I feel" he said ambiguously. 

Forehead izul frowning. Hearing that made him want to laugh. If only there had been Obet, it would have been filled with the sounds of insults. How not, as long as new friends this time hear Rifky vent about feelings. Funny, right?

"What do you mean?" Izul. 

"It's actually about Nabila." Izul's lips clenched, as much as possible he was not provoked and laughed. 

"I don't know what I'm feeling, but lately I've been wanting to be with her." Urat embarrassed a Rifky might have broken up, even he was not ashamed to say that in front of Izul.

 

In fact, he used to often show his hatred for Nabila in front of two friends. But now on the contrary, he was so admiring the figure of Nabila and wanted to be with him. 

"This needs to be documented. Too bad Obet didn't see it for himself." Turn on the phone and turn it towards Rifky. 

Instantly Rifky aimed at Izul and drew a sharp. Upset with the man who played with his seriousness. For now he needs no ridicule, but opinion. 

"Don't joke, I'm serious." Rifky reminded me.

If only there was no need for help from the man, perhaps Rifky had already punched him all out. Honey, right now he needs his best friend's mind. 

"This is called being in love, Ky. I'm sure you're starting to fall in love with Nabila" Izul said. 

Rifky so remembered with some articles that he saw from Mbah google at that time. The conclusion is the same. Only, he still did not want to believe it just like that and needed answers from others again. 

Am I really in love with Nabila?