My Husband is a Ningrat

Anthology of short stories [ Nanang IV ]

When Anisa got into the car, she fell asleep. His eyes almost jumped out of place.

Rinjani and Nina smiled, they both leaned against each other while greeting Anisa.

Anisa answered him with gago, then her eyes turned towards me.

"We walk together." I'm clear who was not answered anything by Anisa. He just showed me a face like he wanted to say 'What do you mean, what are your plans, I don't like it!'

I was silent for a moment, then turned to the passenger bench. "So to the store?"

The two women nodded. While Anisa sat with a gesture that stiffened, restless, and uncomfortable.

There was only silence as long as the four of us headed to my clothing store. Until the raindrops began to fall soaking the earth and make the atmosphere more sad.

Arriving at the store's parking lot, I called Aji to bring an umbrella to the parking lot. After a few minutes, he came and knocked on the windshield.

"Who will come down first?" my many.

"I go first!" Rinjani. "This is Nina!" he continued again when Aji had opened the back door. He escorted Rinjani into the store. Next Nina followed.

It was just me and Anisa in the car. Anisa starts to fumble in obscurity, she says that I purposely hurt her in the same way.

My eyeballs were spinning lazily, "What else do you suspect?"

Anisa smiled faintly. He just cleared his throat, making his voice come back serious.

The rain instantly turned into a torrent. I called Aji to stay in the store and meet Rinjani and Nina's needs. All my employees already know who Rinjani is, even his arrival is often considered good luck because it is not uncommon for my employees to often take pictures with him.

There was a momentary pause filling the tension between us. Until I finally heard Anisa sigh. So deep.

"What about our relationship?" ask Anisa.

"How's it?" ask me to myself.

I leaned my body on the back of the car seat. Then, take my phone and hand it to Anisa.

"open up. Just like you did

when we meet."

Having a possessive boyfriend is not easy. There are some things I have to show that I am not messing around with the relationship I am in.

Anisa's holding my phone. Doubtful to open it or not.

"From the beginning I told you. Accepting me means accepting the past in my life. Anisa, how long have you been suspicious of Rinjani?" I said with a choked voice.

Anisa was moody and agitated, full of uncertainty. I was wondering, not sure if I was more afraid of being decided by Anisa or vice versa. All I know is this relationship is not easy to live. While Rinjani and Kaysan have sacrificed a lot for the integrity of the household.

For Kaysan, my existence among his household is indeed something that no longer needs to be talked about now. It was different at the beginning of their marriage. I chose to stay away until my heart was completely relieved and made sure Rinjani was okay with Kaysan mas. Circumstances will turn around if the wedding of Kaysan and Rinjani is on the edge. I will be at the forefront, pulling Rinjani again into the arms even though I have to clap one hand. For Anisa, this situation cannot be just sentences that calm hope.

"You know Anisa. Mas Kaysan and Mbak Jani will be out of the main house to make sure our relationship is okay. I think, after this the problem is not just a matter of trust and excessive jealousy towards Rinjani. Can you change? Or at least understand my situation?"

"What do you mean?" he asked, not really understanding my words.

"I mean, if we continue this relationship. I think there's still a lot we need to fix. I'm not a puppet that you can play in a role that suits you. You are also not a sinden who must sing songs melodiously. We are not perfect creatures, sometimes I get tired of doing my best to be the best."

Anisa said, she put my phone down and now her fingers fill the gaps between my fingers. Consciously I pulled my hand, Anisa was quite surprised by my rejection, "A week's time has changed a lot about you, about us."

"Aren't you doing the same, you're willing to do anything for Rinjani and her happiness. Life must have a law of reciprocity." Anisa said, "I want us to be happy."

I laughed crisply, "We'd better go down, put on my shirt to cover your head from the rain." I took off my shirt and gave it to him, after which I went down and ran small towards the store.

Although Anisa and I are still in the process of making up or vice versa, I wait for her to get out of the car and invite her to join Rinjani and Nina.

I still had doubts about my choice, just like when me and Rinjani broke up and decided to come back again and ended up breaking up again. If this is the case, I am also confused which way to find. Break up or still continue this relationship that is clearly dilapidated.

"Sorry wet." Anisa dried my hair and both my arms with the shirt she used to cover her head.

"Thank's."

I opened the door of the store which continued to be greeted with cheers 'cie.' from my employees and Rinjani.

"Well, is there lunch? What, a rame shop?" I asked Aji.

"Obdominated boss. There are discounts, all happy." replied Aji, cashier and confidant who I trust to handle the store if I am busy in the palace.

One of the hanging out friends who knows the history of my romance and Rinjani.

I entered my room, a special room that I made a place to make t-shirt designs or for meetings. I picked up my clothes and changed my wet clothes.

"Lunch this time should be special dong, boss. There's a special guest here." Aji demanded.

"Yes, I bought your clothes. Treatments eat our times." - timpal Rinjani.

"Yes, Boss. I'm hungry, raining, cold, alone... Nice meatballs boss time." continued Nina.

"Anisa wants to too? Want what? Call your request, let Nanang fulfill. He is good, just as we are royal, let alone the same wife later." said Rinjani again, I looked at Anisa. The girl sat on the couch, alone. Really, I actually watched him see no friends accompanying him. Moreover, Rinjani's existence has been seized as a concern for him.

Then I sat down near Anisa, trying to make her comfortable and protected, "What do you want to eat?" I asked, "Anything." Anisa replied. His hand then held my arm.

"I'm worried about Suryawijaya, Nin. My son must have woken up" said Rinjani, the woman was agitated. Pacing back and forth, "Mas Kaysan also has not come home, did I ask Kaysan mas to pick me up here all reports that the money has run out to buy Nanang's clothes."

Nina nodded in agreement, following the line of cheers of Kaysan mas fans who are none other than my female employees.

"Ati-ati, Ma'am. Cyntia ngefans very much with your husband." I said, who was immediately nodded by Cyntia, a girl who likes to wear torn shorts.

"Your husband's TOP is really cool, Ma'am. I am proud to work here, at least I can not meet directly with the princes." said Cyntia, her eyes sparkling with pleasure.

"My husband is cool. I was lucky to meet Kaysan. I'm lucky to be loved by a man who loves me for who I am. Like Nanang's love for me. But we're not a match, Nang... We are only destined to God as brothers forever."

I nodded with a smile. Cyntia clapped her hands, "When am I in the same cab of princes? Should I be a metal boy? Or is it sinden? Bosses... Am I not beautiful?" ask Cyntia.

Rinjani, Nina and Aji... Holding back the laughter as Anisa stopped her feet on the floor violently. Like implying emotion.

"Eh... Brother Anisa, sorry. Likes floss. Too bad, boss Nanang already has a girlfriend. So I can't go wild. Www..." Cyntia acts like a sweet-ass little cat. Everyone in the store laughed.

I could have tried to escape from the past, but it looks like the past is not finished with me. Rinjani is still telling her love story while with me. There is something that he exaggerates, what he reduces.

I turned to face Anisa and grabbed her; Anisa cried, "What's wrong?" I'm full of worries.

"I can't take it anymore!"

Happy reading 😂💚