
The return of Kiki who brought tears made a thousand questions to Fariz's heart, not daring to ask immediately because he knew Kiki went to see Dimas. Surely something bad has happened, it must be the reason for Kiki's cry.
But without being asked Kiki had spoken first, while staring at their hearts who were asleep.
"I will stop trying, let my destiny be. Sorry because before, now and in the future I will continue to be a pest. My love is still with her but not with my expectations, from this moment on I am only a widow asking for the protection of your dignity and worth. May you accept me with sincerity."
"Now it is not easy to talk, your situation is not very good. Calm yourself, give him time and talk later."
"No Fariz! in his eyes I was just a woman who was lulled in love to give birth to a baby because of adultery, I admit it is true. But his humiliation points to you! so much has been your help for me and him but this reply I can not accept," said Kiki.
"I'll talk to him! I'll tell him everything and make him understand" Fariz said as he walked towards the door.
"If he loves me no matter if I'm a former person he'll accept it, but he won't! he insulted me with a swearing and closed the friendship between you without listening" said Kiki stopped Fariz's steps.
"Let it all be over, at least I still have a sign of love that will still love me. Atha!" he continued while looking at his little son gratefully.
As he reached for Fariz's hand, he realized that what he was doing would only make both parents happy, but after the pledge of the sacred promise there would be a storm hitting him hard.
As friends their friendship has been tested so great, if in the end the hostility created by the fruit of his help then he does not regret.
Before sharing the plate with Dimas, he shared it first with Kiki, so Kiki's honor was much more important than his happiness.
* * *
"Sir." call Pras.
"Yes mas!" sahut Zahira immediately ran over.
"This is for you" he said, handing over a bunch of flowers.
"For me? waw.. thanks, but in what order?" zahira asked in surprise because she remembered there was nothing special that day.
"Nothing, I just want to give flowers to my wife."
"Hmmm, are you getting more romantic gini anyway mas?" asked Zahira while laughing.
"No problem, right?" pras asked.
"Yes, I'm not happy."
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Just as Pras was about to hug and kiss Zahira a phone came into his phone, the smile on Pras' face instantly disappeared upon seeing it from Ayu.
"Um, I'll answer the phone for a second. Can you please prepare the water first not to make the bath?" pras immediately looked for safety.
"Oh yes mas," Zahira answered unsuspectingly.
Pras also has no right to hang up the phone, therefore he must be clever to behave in front of Zahira so as not to arouse suspicion.
But as clever as anything concealing a smelly carcass will surely be smelled as well, a wife's instinct is more sinister than a double-edged sword.
Pras often receives calls without knowing the time and always long certainly raises suspicion, especially various reasons Pras when asked sometimes does not make sense.
Even often when running out of excuses instead Pras will be angry which makes Zahira offended, eventually the small quarrel will be closed with the cry of Zahira and an apology from Pras.
More and more Zahira who began to feel restless because Pras was beside him but felt far away, as if his heart was not there decided to meet Sarah.
Just pouring out the heart to find inner calm.
"Have you checked the phone?" ask Sarah.
"Here, everything's normal and there's nothing he doesn't cover up about."
"What about his attitude, I mean other than what you said is there anything else that's quite awkward? or a new habit."
"Um, yes, she shaves her mustache and beard more often, wears a parfume and dresses fashionably. Like a bachelor who is kasmaran," said Zahira.
Sarah is silent, as a woman who is often cheated she has been very unfortunate how the characteristics of men when covering something.
"Do you believe me?" ask Sarah seriously.
"Of course, we spent years together in a country of people. I've considered you my own brother" said Zahira.
"Then prepare yourself, for I'm sure your husband has another woman in his life."
Finally, a fear that had been like a nightmare became a reality, unfortunately despite having a hunch Zahira was reluctant to accept this reality.
"But you have no proof! even I myself as a wife have no solid proof for this! how could you easily say that just because of everything I said."
"I'll find the evidence, give me your husband's office address. I will give you the evidence and you must be prepared for this" replied Sarah.
Swallowing hard-earned Zahira nodded, he also gave Pras office address and car license plate that Pras always used.
After all that he just had to wait in agitation, trying to behave normally in front of Pras as long as Sarah investigated.
For Sarah it was easy to follow without being discovered, she was used to doing this to her husband.
It only took two days for him to find Pras the way with Ayu, not only that he also knew Ayu's house. When the awaited moment finally arrives, Sarah takes some pictures where Ayu and Pras hug each other and kiss.
Obtaining strong evidence he was ready to report to Zahira. On the phone he said, "I'll send you some evidence, get your heart ready to see."