My husband is not gay!

My husband is not gay!
Faster, better!



Early in the morning they get ready, Ana wants to take a walk around Malioboro before returning to Bandung. He only has a little time, Dzuhur Ana must be home, he took the train departure schedule at two o'clock more than twenty minutes this afternoon.


Unexpectedly it turns out that along the Malioboro road is very crowded, even though the new clock shows at half seven in the morning.


Many of them tried the breakfast place, as well as Ana, Dini and Rama. They deliberately postponed breakfast at home because they want to taste typical food Jogja also enjoy the atmosphere of the morning in Malioboro. Initially Ana wanted to have breakfast with gudeg rice, but because this was still too early, too heavy if eating with a large portion, especially with the many who bought made Ana undo her intentions, too much, finally he and the others prefer a cat rice breakfast, complete with sataynya.


After breakfast Ana and others continue to walk on Malioboro street, even at this hour Jogyakarta artists have started the action, as usual Malioboro is always crowded. Maybe because it fits the holiday class increase, so it is not a very crowded Sunday.


Not to forget Ana stopped by some clothing stores, her intention to buy souvenirs still had to be completed.


"it's over, ma'am?" rama asked after seeing Ana separate some clothes, as well as Dini who seemed to have finished choosing clothes that she liked


"while!" Ana wandered back, sorting through and walking back.


"grab, you can see clothes for children, about 3 years old," Ana wants to buy clothes for Salma, in a moment she will go to Depok, all bring souvenirs for Salma, he thought.


"please turn up, over here," the shopkeeper leads Ana to a special dress for the child, and Dini and Rama follow from behind.


"it's tea, good! it's bright! good if Salma's dipake, she's white, "Dini took a set of clothes, red.


"ho-oh," Ana picks up the clothes that were proffered Early.


After feeling complete all the souvenirs that will be shared, Ana, Dini and Rama decided to go home, the clock has shown at half twelve noon.


Arriving at home, Ana re-cleansed all the equipment she had used yesterday. After that he cleaned himself, then worship dzuhur. After finishing lunch Ana asked Rama to take her to the train station, still at one hour and fifteen minutes.The house trip to the station only takes thirty minutes, not too bad for him.


Ana checks in and waits in the waiting room, buying some bread and drinks before the train arrives.


Six hours later, precisely at nine less than ten, Ana arrived at the Bandung station. He did not ask the house person to pick up, he preferred to use an online motorcycle to quickly arrive and not make people home bothered.


Next day


"neng, so kumaha? when was he married?"


"you ma ah! dizzy Ana,"


"yes if you are not ready mah, just say it, don't maxain," Mama Meti began a serious conversation.


Ana, who had been watering plants since then, now finished her job, she closed the tap and cleaned the floor that had splashed water.


Mama Meti who was pulling yellowing leaves in one of her potted plants is now sitting next to Ana.


"yes, Ana will say,"


At night, the waiting guests arrived as well. It was enough to make Ana nervous and her heart was still always beating fast when meeting Andre. Om Prima, aunty Vienna and Andre who came also a driver who accompanied them.


After dinner and a light chat, they began a serious conversation.


Ana just silently listened, it turned out that everything started because of the busy Aunt Ambar so they did not have much time for the Indonesian-Australian quarterback, Aunt Ambar specifically prepares a lot of time in the next two months because they want to take care of the child's wedding.


Andre who saw the unwillingness in Ana's eyes, invited her to speak together. Ana agrees and here they are, on the balcony terrace. And Ana began to express her heart that did not want to get married so soon.


"say!" Andre was brief, without staring at Ana.


"Om know, the next two months I'm still just in college again, must be busy again, unless I don't have to take care of marriage problems."


"quiet down, there's wo!"


"why should it be so fast? I think the wedding's next year,"


"An, now or next year it's the same, faster better not,"


"Ck!" Ana clucked dislikes the answer Andre. 'yes when can also, a very nice guy even with the status of a widower is also not worried about the soul mate, continue me? hyx! it was my bad luck this time! but the faster the better, anyway the ends become a widow!' ana's face looked increasingly moody, suddenly her heart felt sore.


"An?"


"yes, you're right the sooner you get married, the sooner you get divorced, hufh! i'm coming! whatever you guys are, I'm ready tomorrow,"after saying that Ana went into the house to her room.


deg!


After hearing Ana's words, Andre's heart throbbed loudly. His face turned cold.


"Well, is that what you live with me?" there was no answer, Ana had already left Andre alone.


Ana, who was already in the room, hid her face in a pillow, she could no longer hold back her tears. No one knows, no one he can talk to. Ana let her tears spill that night, since this was her choice, then she had to face it.