Married to My Friend's Boyfriend
12. Disconnecting
At 04:30 the alarm from Zidan's phone continued to sound to make the pair sleep disturbed. Zidan lazily grabbed his phone to turn off the alarm, then got up and walked out of the room to the bathroom. While Zia still blinked her eyes repeatedly, trying to eliminate the drowsiness in her eyes, usually at this hour she was still sleeping.
"Wake up Zi, dawn first" Zidan said with a fresh face as he returned to the room after ablution. Zia was with a face that was still sleepy trying to get up and walk straight to the bathroom.
During the Zia ablution Zidan prepared a prayer tool for himself as well as Zia. This was the first time they would pray together, for some reason Zidan felt stubborn when he imagined he would become a prayer priest for his wife. It feels strange but also happy.
After completing his duties as a Muslim, and wiping the motorbike that he put last night in the living room now Zidan permission to exercise run around the settlement for a while, same with the habits of Zidan while still at his parents' house, different only who used to walk around the luxury housing complex, now only around the lower class settlements.
Zia who was still sleepy went back to sleep. Today the earliest dawn prayer for Zia, usually the Zia dawn prayer of nearly half six.
Zidan and Zia go to school together with Zidan's motor sport. Zia asked to get down at a distance of 100 meters from the school gate. Zidan agreed, even though he felt unbearable, all for their good and comfort in school. All the schoolgirls knew that Zidan was Ayra's lover, so to anticipate the misunderstanding they made this deal.
Zidan stopped his bike in the parking lot he and his friends used. Zidan snorted in annoyance as he remembered that today all his companions had not departed, and last night they told him they were going to catch up with the Sky. Zidan wanted to come, but he also could not leave Zia at home alone, let alone their first time occupying the house.
Zidan stayed on the motorbike waiting for Zia to enter the gate, when he saw his wife was walking in the classroom corridor he just got off the motorbike and stepped into his class. It looks like this will become a new routine, making sure the wife enters school safely.
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As he promised Ayra, this afternoon after school Zidan waited for Ayra in the school parking lot, Zia was delivered home by Keyna. It just so happened that Keyna wanted to play with her contract.
Zidan takes Ayra to the park near Ayra's house, so that the atmosphere is not too quiet and Ayra is close to home. Zidan is uncomfortable now, but usually with Ayra is his most comfortable feeling. I don't know, Zidan was also confused as to where this conversation would start.
Ayra also looks different in Zidan's eyes, Ayra looks more silent and does not talk much, nor did she find a sweet smile from the lips of the girl who is still her lover.
"Why you?" asked Zidan when he saw Ayra from earlier kept silent. Now they sit on one of the park benches.
"I should have asked you that" Ayra turned her head and looked into Zidan's eyeballs.
Ayra turned her face away, her eyes condensing as she looked at Zidan's sad face, and like a lot of burden on her mind.
Zidan cleared his throat then shifted his body closer, then held Ayra's hand. "I want to tell you something."
Ayra looked back at Zidan, allowing Zidan to continue speaking.
"I'm actually confused as to how, I feel I'm actually a guy who doesn't know himself, I-I don't know what else to do," Zidan said with a voice that had been hoarse holding back tears.
Ayra was increasingly claustrophobic about Zidan's words, afraid that what from yesterday disturbed her mind would actually happen. Ayra remained silent letting Zidan say what Zidan was going to say without cutting him off.
"I don't want this to happen, I still love you, but it's the best thing for us going forward." Zidan paused his words, his tongue as if he did not want to continue. "I want us to be happy."
Ayra rounded her eyes, a second later her tears fell down Ayra's smooth cheeks. "Why? I was wrong? If yes, I'm sorry," said Ayra in a soft voice because of the muffled sound of crying.
"I can't tell you why now. I want us to both learn to live without each other, learn to erase each other's love and affection, and learn to accept this situation sincerely." Zidan continues to wipe away the tears of Ayra who did not stop coming out since he said he wanted to end their relationship.
"Is there a substitute for me in your heart?" ayra asked, placing her index finger on Zidan's chest. Zidan shook his head, for Zidan's heart was still entirely Ayra's, but his body already belonged to Zia after he had uttered the kabul ijab two days ago.
"I don't want to separate from you" Ayra said before her tears broke.
"Me too, but the circumstances don't allow us to keep the same. Pardon me! I'll go first." Zidan moved from his seat, not strong if lingering see the cry of Ayra. His feelings are more chaotic every heard sobbing for the sake of the sobbing of the girl who has been the queen in his heart for 3 years.
"Arghhh.... "
Zidan shouted amid heavy rain and deserted streets. Zidan vented his emotions here, because if he came home he was afraid to hurt Zia.
Ayra still did not leave the garden, the girl let the rain drench her body that shook because it was still crying. Ayra was not satisfied with the reason Zidan ended their relationship, it felt so painful to be decided for no apparent reason like this. Three years was not a short time, but everything was destroyed in just an instant.
Zia clenched her hands tightly, her emotions peaking now.
"GUE HATES IT SO MUCH, ZIAA!! "
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Zia and Keyna were sitting on Zia and Zidan's bed. The heavy rain made the two decide to chat in the room alone.
"Kok Zidan hasn't come home yet, has Key?" ask Zia worriedly.
Keyna stroked Zia's shoulders, "With heavy rain, perhaps shade."
"Where is Zidan's attitude to you from yesterday? She's got no pain in you?" keyna asked trying to divert Zia's anxiety.
Zia shook her head quickly. "Engga Key, Zidan is very good, all the clothes in the closet are Zidan natain, the books are also, the same clean house as well," replied Zia pointed at the closet and desk study.
"Zidan was looking for work yesterday, but his hand was hurt. Zidan was injured because the seller in the market from the vane, depleted that Zidan was given cooperation with that person," Zia's story without Keyna asking, Keyna smiled, his plan to distract Zia succeeded.
"What work?" ask Keyna.
"That's him that Zia does not agree too much, Zidan works so porters in the market, leaving early in the morning Key again. Two o'clock in the morning should work until dawn. What if Zidan is in school? He said he would go back to school and work again. Zidan when his break if rich is that, " complained Zia then puffed her cheeks so that it looks adorable for those who see it, let alone the tone of her speech like a child who was telling her mother.
Keyna was filled with Zia's words, Keyna did not expect Zidan to be in charge of it. Keyna will not be too anxious about Zia's domestic life later.
"That means that Zidan bener-bener want a living lo, he does not want to live all the shortcomings, Lo must price Zidan's hard work," said Keyna who is owned by Zia.
"Zia has to do what's for Zidan's kindness?" zia asked because she was still confused about it.
"Lo doesn't have to say anything about Zi, it's Zidan's responsibility as your husband. You just need to treat Zidan well, you can cook his favorite food, prepare warm water when he comes home from work for a bath, and take care of his other needs," replied Keyna advising. Zia again nodded her head in understanding Keyna's words.
"Zia wants to do what Keyna said, Zia wants to go to the kitchen first want to cook water so that Zidan will go home immediately to take a shower, especially outside the test, Zidan must be cold." Zia immediately got up from her seat towards the kitchen. Keyna smiled as she looked at Zia's back coming out of the room.
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