
After returning from BTN Antara, Aziz and Amrita chose to return to their Housing. The two of them were silent in the car without telling each other. Sometimes Aziz glanced at Amrita who had been playing her phone.
"About having a new phone" Aziz murmured softly but could still be heard by Amrita.
Amrita smiled broadly at her husband who was looking at her strangely. "Mas, I'm looking for the latest clothes to sell online. Now I have my own motorbike so I can deliver the package without another motorbike"
"I don't agree with your decision. You should focus on college. I don't want you to be busy and you will get tired. After all I already have a job, I can support you with my salary. What else do you want? Is the money I sent you in your savings not enough? Or is it over?" aziz said while driving.
"You can sell while you're in college, Mas. The money you send is still at the ATM. There was even an addition from Mom. I don't know why Mom sent me the money. I asked my mother but she smiled and didn't answer" Amrita explained.
"Mother sent Amrita money" inner Aziz.
"I still disagree. You will be allowed to work if I don't work anymore" Aziz said.
Aziz drove his car in front of the housing. They got out of the car and went into the house. The two walked into their room on the second floor. Arriving in the room, Amrita took the place of the bed.
"Mas, we've made peace, haven't we?" ask Amrita carefully.
Aziz turned to look at his wife and took his place in the chair in the front room of the dresser. "I don't think so yet. You brought me peace but not with intent. That's why I consider the two of us to be unreconciled"
"Loh! How could that be Mas?" amrita asked round her eyes.
"Yes could be" Aziz replied casually.
"Mas, instead we always sleep in the same room. Even Mas often---" Amrita stopped her sentence because she herself was ashamed to continue it. "Yes already. Then let's make peace" said Amrita relented.
Aziz chuckled at hearing it. "Say with intent. If not then we will continue like this" he said.
"Mas, let's sit here. There's something I want to talk about" Amrita smiled.
Aziz approached and sat down beside his wife. "Say"
Amrita gathered her courage and looked at her husband's bead. "I know, our marriage started as a disaster. Because of that disaster until I became an ungodly wife. I knew my duty but out of annoyance I forgot it. Now I accept Mas as my husband. Mas, I'm sorry. Sorry for all my mistakes. I will try to make Mas forget about the beautiful Anaya sister" said Amrita.
"Even to this day he still thinks that I still love Anaya" said Aziz. A smile was immediately engraved on his face.
"I've forgiven you. Long before you considered me your husband, I considered you my wife because you are my wife" Aziz explained.
Amrita felt bad, her tears began to pour down her beautiful face. He felt lucky to meet the adult man who is now in front of him. "Mas. Hiks... hiks... hiks... thanks" he said.
Aziz hugged his wife. Slowly stroking his wife's head. "You don't have to thank me. Oh yeah, when do you take a clean shower?" ask Aziz.
"Tomorrow afternoon I'll take a clean shower" Amrita replied with a hiccup.
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The morning light again greeted illuminating the Beautiful City. Aziz shifted his blanket and got up, walking towards the window of the room. He stood looking at the beautiful view from the second floor of the housing. A smile was engraved on his handsome face as he recalled what he and his wife had negotiated last night.
"Alhamdulillah. Finally that time has come" muttered Aziz.
"You why? No one was hurt, right?" ask Aziz to panic.
"Hahaahaha. I'm not okay. I was watching a horror movie so I screamed" Amrita replied with a big smile.
"Astagfirulah..." Aziz patted his eel.
"Cie. who has fallen in love but does not want to ngaku" ledek Amrita accompanied by laughter.
Aziz looked embarrassed, with lightning fast he made himself seem ordinary. "Who's in love with you" Aziz replied casually.
"It's hard to say yes" murmured Amrita upset and sat down in the chair.
"Haiss... is ugly and ugly again" ledek Aziz took his place in front of his wife. Aziz took his wife's cake and ate it.
"Mas.so that's a really good husband. I also want breakfast" said Amrita pouting. He wanted to eat his own cake but his annoyance made him stay. As he looked at the cake, the cake on the plate stayed one.
"You didn't say you wanted to eat breakfast. From that moment on pouting" Aziz replied holding back a laugh.
"Yes, then it's just for me" said Amrita then took the cake from the plate.
"Quickly finish the cake and milk, prepare my work clothes because today I will go home in the afternoon. Coming back from the hospital I made an appointment with someone. So you be careful at home. If you're bored, you can call Hanin and Afika to get here" Aziz said, rising from her seat and climbing the stairs.
"Mas..wait for me.." cried Amrita. She ran after her husband. Aziz, however, accelerated his footsteps.
"Buck...!" shouted Amrita.
Bruk. Amrita's legs stumbled on the chair until she fell sprawled on the floor.
"Why are you so stupid. Huh...!! What if you get hurt...!!" aziz snapped while holding his wife carrying her on the sofa in the family room.
"The wrong gas but Mas is also the angry one" Amrita replied casually.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean that. I'm just afraid of you why napa" Aziz said feeling guilty.
"Thank you for loving me" Amrita said, hugging her husband.
Aziz smiled. "Who's in love with you?" tanyanya relax.
"Mas, I know Mas likes me but Mas is ashamed to be honest. I can see from the attitude of the man. I won't be angry if Mas doesn't want to be honest" Amrita explained proudly and then took off her arms. Amrita got up from her seat, walked up the stairs.
Aziz could only smile as he followed his wife's footsteps. Arriving in the room, Amrita prepares her husband's work clothes while Aziz chooses to enter the bathroom. Twenty minutes later, Aziz came out of the room and saw his wife watching television. With a smile, Aziz walked over to his wife.
"Remember, for a little while at night you have to get ready. Wait for me at home, don't forget to take a shower" Aziz whispered right in his wife's ear.
Jamb...! Amrita swallowed her saliva with great difficulty.
"What does it mean to be ready?" inner Amrita.