
Amrita stared at her mobile phone, anxiety approaching her when the name Doctor Aher was clearly displayed on the mobile phone screen. She was afraid of her husband why he was in Bandung. Moreover, it's late at night. To reduce her anxiety, Amrita answered an incoming call from Doctor Aher.
"Assalamualaikum" someone said a greeting from across the phone.
"Waalaikumsalam" replied Amrita without asking. He was still focused on hearing the voice of such a familiar man.
"Amrita, it's Aziz. My phone was snatched up by people so I borrowed Aher's phone to call you" Aziz explained.
"It wasn't that Mas Aziz said he wanted to do something. Kok can now say his phone was snatched. Did Mas Aziz lie to me?" inner Amrita.
"Yes Mas. I'm fine, right?" ask Amrita.
"I'm fine" Aziz replied.
"Yes already. I want an istrahat first. It's late at night. Assalamualaikum" said Amrita then decided the call.
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The night had passed, and the day was greeting again. Heavy rain again hit Makassar City. Make the beautiful city looks stuck because the four-wheeled vehicle and two-wheeled vehicles must stop in the middle of the road.
Pa Sofyan's Residence
Because today is Thursday and the rain is flushing the city of Makassar, the Pa Sofyan family chose to enjoy the sweetness of warm coffee in the morning.
"Mom, today the rain is durable yes" said Fakri bermanja to his mother.
"Why indeed?" ask Aunt Eka while looking at her son.
"Yes Mother..Pretend it again!" gerutu Fakri's.
"Most ask to be cooked fried rice" said Pa Sofyan relaxed while staring at the newspaper he read.
"Anyone understands when Mother does not" said Fakri pouting.
Amrita and Afika shook their heads looking at Fakri who was an adult yet still spoiled shamelessly. The two turned their backs to another place as Fakri stared at the two in turn.
"Amrita darling. Even if you are the wife of Brother Aziz but I am still your best friend. May I have fried rice cooked like before. Like in Pondok Mega first when we came home from school" said Fakri took place beside Amrita.
"From the beginning it never changed. Doyan eats but is lazy to work!" ketus Amrita, but according to. Amrita walked up from the sofa to the kitchen. Behind Amrita there are Afika and Fakri who follow to the kitchen.
"Afika, did you know how to make fried rice?" ask Amrita while opening the refrigerator to pick up the eggs.
"Know, but a little. At home I rarely cook because Mom always scolds me when I go to the kitchen" Afika replied.
"It's good if you know. Remember that! As smart as a woman and as high as any education, if she is not good at cooking then she must be smart to find a life partner. Because some of the men out there do not like to eat food in the shop. The proof is my husband, he rarely buys food outside because he prefers food cooked directly by his wife" explained Amrita.
"Then let me make fried rice for Fakri. You just tell me what I have to learn first" said Afika.
"Are you sure you want to cook for me?" ask Fakri to make sure.
"Yes, my cousin, who's a whirlwind and spoiled storm!" ketus Afika then take the afron and then wear it.
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Bandung 10:00 am
Amaris Hotel Cihampelas Hotels
"Why didn't Amrita answer my call?" Aziz Gumam.
"Maybe he's not holding his phone or maybe he's with your parents" Dr Aher said.
"It could be" Aziz replied casually.
The Paris Van Java Mall
Taxi stops in front of the Mall, Aher and Aziz get off the car walking into the Mall. Both of them still look handsome while wearing casual clothes to the Mall. Aziz stopped right in front of the women's shirt.
"Aher, you've seen my wife. Do you think this is right for him?" asked Aziz while holding a rather large shirt.
"Hmmm that seems like it's not good. Let's see this" Aher replied and then showed me a dress that Aher thought was very good.
"Are you sure Amrita would love a dress like this?" asked Aziz when he saw the pink shirt.
"Rubber too. He is a bit tomboy. Usually such people like a shirt shirt that is a bit loose anyway" said Aher.
"Rather than us confused mending we buy a dress for him. You help me pray for my wife to come quickly to her. That way she can be like a sholeha woman out there" Aziz said.
"Haha. That's the best choice in my opinion. Let's go over there, there's a good dress shirt" said Aher pointed to one of the places that sell clothes.
Almost two hours they drove around the Mall looking for clothes for Amrita and a cell phone for Aziz. When what they were looking for was bought, the two chose to eat at Bakerzin Paris Van Java. After eating, Aziz and Doctor Aher choose to return to the hotel because today they will also return to Makassar.
Amaris Hotel Cihampelas Hotels
Aziz was stuffing his groceries into a suitcase. He deliberately did not tell his wife that today he and other Doctor friends will return to Makassar.
"Aren't you going to call your wife to pick you up at the airport?" ask Doctor Aher.
"No. I don't want her to wait" Aziz replied casually.
"Waiting what. You just tell me what time you get to the next time he estimates what time he has to go to the airport" explained Aher.
"We'll be until night at 10:20 Where can I ask my wife to the airport at night" Aziz said.
"Haha. I was just visiting you. And now I know one thing you might know but you keep it. You've started falling in love with your wife" Aher smiled proudly.
Not felt, time passed so quickly. Now, Aziz and other Doctors are at Husein Sastranegara International Airport.
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Makassar 10:20 pm
Pa Sofyan's Residence
Amrita was standing in the window. Staring at his phone screen waiting for someone to call. But from last day until night Aziz did not contact him. Amrita opened the window of the room, staring out at the dark sky.
"Is Mas Aziz busy not contacting me?" inner Amrita. Amrita closed the window of the room when she heard someone say her name. It was like a strange voice that was like a ghost.
"Am-ri-ri-ta-- in-ngin---" the voice was so clearly heard in Amrita's ear.
"...!!" Amrita shouted with all her might and ran out of her room.
"Hahahahahaha" Aziz laughed out loud as his plan to prank his mischievous wife worked.