My best friend my husband

Chaptre 58. Dara Surprised

Azlan was almost lost. But, he turned on the GPS on his phone and used a map from his phone to a halal cafe.

It is quite far away and takes about 2 hours.

"Finally," he murmured while entering the halal cafe.

Azlan was sitting at the table earlier when he first came to this cafe. Azlan raised his hand when a woman dressed in the same uniform as the other employees turned to Azlan, walking while carrying a menu book.

"What do you want, sir?" tanyakanya.

Azlan glanced at the nameplate of the woman, Mia.

(What message do you want, sir?)

"I'd like dessert, a sweet one and a cup of green tea."

(I want dessert, sweet one and a cup of green tea.)

"Okay, please wait a few more minutes. We will carry your order."

Mia walked away from Azlan. He was a little overwhelmed with Azlan's charm, not usually he met a handsome man like him.

(Okay, please wait a few more minutes. We will bring you your order.)

"Tius, make 5 dessert menus and a cup of green tea" Mia told a male chef.

(Tius, make 5 desserts and a cup of green tea.)

Dara who just came out of the toilet was surprised by the arrival of Mia in front of him.

"There was a man who saw you this morning, want to see?" ask Mia.

(There's a guy who saw you this morning, want to see?)

"Is he really here?" dara asked to confirm, Mia nodded her head and took her outside the kitchen.

(Is he really here?)

Dara is shocked by Azlan's presence in California. How could Azlan be here? Did Jong Ru tell him?

Dara immediately went into the kitchen, leaving Mia confused. While Azlan did not know about their activities earlier because of the noise of the people who were in this cafe.

"What is wrong with you? Are you fascinated by it? Good look? I also," Mia said with a smile.

Dara looked at him in wonder.

(You why? Are you fascinated by his good looks? Me too)

"No, I'm just shocked. I thought he was my friend, obviously different people. Only similar in nature," said Dara.

(Not, I was just surprised.I thought he was my friend, it turns out different people.just like his stature.)

"Ah, I see.but, he was very clear. His face was clean and well groomed, his jaw was also firm. Just add to his handsome aura Ah, if only he was my soul," Mia explained.

(Ah, so apparently.but, he was very clear. his face was clean well groomed, his jaw was also firm. If only he were my soul mate.)

"Hey, you are young. many men have a crush on me, but you have to wait for the right time," concluded Dara as she poked Mia's cheek.

(Hey, you're still young. A lot of guys have a crush on me, but you have to wait for the right time)

"Mia, your order is complete. Come on, drop off," said Tius arranging dessert on a tray not forgetting a cup of green tea

(Mia, your order is done. Come, ushered.)

"I'm working first, yes."

Mia walked up to Tius and brought the tray to Reyndad.

(I work first, yes)

Why is he here? Thought Dara. He immediately took his phone and sent a message to Yayuk who was in college.

***

"Have you been waiting long, sir?" mia asked as she placed her tray on the table that Azlan was sitting on.

(Are you waiting for him for a long time, sir?)

"No, thank you." Azlan said coldly after saying that, he immediately ate his dessert.

No, Azlan was very curious about the woman he saw this morning. Very charming, even he thought if the woman was Dara.

But, he began to think, how could Dara go abroad?

Mia left Azlan with her lips pursed, but she was polite enough to invite Azlan to talk, although not excessive.

"Even for years he has not returned to Indonesia. He didn't come to his house either. Is his life there better? Is he still breathing?" azlan muttered.

Dara stared at Azlan's whereabouts from afar.

Right, that's her husband.

Now he saw the man before his eyes.

'He looks very handsome, does he already have a lover in Indonesia? Or has he turned on Kang Yuri?' inner Dara.

Dara saw all Azlan's activities. The woman really missed Azlan's figure.

He wanted to come, run and hug his burly back from behind in tears.

But, it's impossible.

Dara knows herself enough. He asked to separate. Only, Azlan did not bring divorce papers for the two of them.

"Azlan, I miss you so much. It's fine if there's no me by your side."

Dara closed her eyes as the tears spilled. His hands smothered his mouth so as not to hear sobs from others.

***

After finishing the dessert, Azlan kept silent as he folded his hands in front of his chest.

This guy really wants to meet that girl.

Just make sure if he's really a Californian or if it's Dara.

"Until now I didn't see the woman" Azlan said, staring at the exit Dara had been through.

From behind, Dara walks out the cafe coinciding behind Azlan unnoticed by the master.

Azlan stared at the door for 3 hours.

Nothing, he thought.

He decided to pay for his lunch and go home.

***

Arriving at the hotel, Azlan walked over with a coat and scarf on his arm.

"Jeez, where are you going. I thought you were lost" said Jong Ru.

"Almost, but just now use the GPS to the kosher cafe."

Jong Ru who was about to go to the bathroom stopped hearing the name of the halal cafe. He turned to look at Azlan who was sitting on the lip of the bed.

"Well?" jong Ru asked curiously.

"Second to ascertain whether the woman I saw this morning was Dara or another woman."

"Mwo?"

"I feel it's Dara."

Jong Ru was silent. She felt Azlan miss her woman so much.

"Are you here to meet Dara? Is Dara here, Jong? Please answer my question," Azlan said looking at him softly.

"Gue's here for a vacation, no more Azlan ."

Jong Ru walks into the bathroom.

Arriving at the sink, he clenched his hands in the air.

Jong Ru turns on faucet in sink.

He looked at himself in front of the mirror.

"Azlanneun Dara-ui jonjaeleul eotteohge neukkil su iss-eossseubnikka? Geuneun Dara - eul jigjeob mannassgeona mannan jeog - i isssubnikka?" muttered.

(How could Azlan sense Dara's presence. Has he ever met or seen Dara in person?)

Jong Ru shook his head.

"bang-geum mannass-eoyo. Ama dwieseo adeu nan - eulbwass - eul geos - ibnida. O mai gas. Azlandga Dara - eul mannagehaji. Naneun imi geugeos - eul saranghanda."

(So he just met. Maybe he saw Dara from behind. Oh, my God, my God. Don't let Azlan meet Dara. I already liked it)

While Azlan was still thinking about the woman he had seen this morning even though it was just his back.

The woman was wearing a helmet and mask and the army-colored hijab and robe.

"Geuleohdamyeon geunyeoneun and anaeibnida-Dara. Ulileul hanalo mo-eusibsio, o Allah. Jigeumkkaji jeongmal geuliwoyo." Azlan muttered.

(If she is indeed my wife-Dars, find us, O Allah. I miss him so much until now.)

Azlan walked towards the balcony of the room. He was pensive while enjoying the cold wind piercing the pores of his skin to the bone.

Azlan closed his eyes as his eyes felt blurry as his tears welled up in his dark kninght eye pelup.