Not a Girl Again
The Part 11
“A long time?”
Aji asked Naswa who was standing restlessly in front of the office. The woman looked at her husband with an inexplicable look. Can't be described anymore.
“Au—“
“Come home.”
Aji coldly. His mood was as clear as today's atmosphere. The cloud holds the heart. The man was unable to explain anything anymore.His sense of humor had fallen at the deepest base because of the message earlier.
During the trip, Naswa tried to dare to apologize to Aji. However, every time he wanted to open his voice there was doubt that hindered all. In the end all were swallowed up by the freezing silence.
Just half way, the motorbike they were riding suddenly stopped. Suddenly, Naswa came down with a look of confusion. Moreover, the day began to darken with raindrops that began to wet the Earth.
“It looks like your bike broke down because the bus needs to be replaced, Nas. Is there a workshop around here?” tanya Aji tried to forget about the problem that was still lingering in the mind.
“There, but it may be a bit far.”
They also pushed the matic into silence. After a five-meter journey with a spatter, a portion of their clothes got wet. Luckily, the workshop that was about to close was willing to accept.
“I'm sorry.” Naswa said softly.
Aji looked at the sad looking wife. “So who?”
Without explaining, Naswa knew what Aji's question meant. The woman looked down deeply while taking a deep breath. Trying to prepare the heart to stay strong as he tells his history to Aji.
“May if later at home. I'll explain all.”
Aji nodded, without a word his finger grabbed the back of Naswa's hand. “I'll wait until you tell me everything. I just don't want her to keep that picture of you.”
“Sorry if I fail to keep honor—“
“You did not fail. Only he's too biad*b.”
In the dimness of the lights and the increasingly violent rain, Aji brought his face closer to Naswa. The man kissed the top of his wife's head. While muttering a sentence that is able to make Naswa's heart beat quickly.
“You are mine.”
***
Arriving at home, both Naswa's parents looked worried.They looked at the newlyweds with questionable gazes. Aji could only smile and hold Naswa's hand.
“Sorry we came home late. Last on the road Naswa motor broke down.”
“Alhamdulillah then. I thought something bad happened. Thank goodness you guys are okay.”
“It's been a quick shower, Nduk! Later if you catch wind.”
The newlywed couple walked hand in hand towards the room. A smile was imprinted on the lips of Naswa's parents. They feel happy to see his daughter get a good match.
“You or I used to take a shower?” Naswa asked shortly after entering the room.
“Bareng, yuk!”
Aji again glanced towards Naswa. A jubilant pinch immediately landed on the man's shoulder. The nature of the rancid indeed makes his wife anxious as well as embarrassed.
“Eh, Nas. I want something.”
Naswa who had been throwing her face now looked at Aji. “Something?”
“You don't call me Aji anymore. I'm already your husband, you know! So, you should call me polite.”
Naswa nodded confirming Aji's words. “Then, I have to call you what?”
“Honey?!” aji answered with a big smile.
“Ih, no, deh! I have another alternative. You call me Pineapple and I call you Mas Jijiq.”
“Come, Nas! Call me dear one time only.”
Naswa nodded and grinned. “No, Mas Jijiq.”
They argue until there is a moment of chasing. Aji who was anxious with Naswa's agility eagerly chased tirelessly. Until the incident happened the woman's leg was stuck with the blanket. If only Aji did not rush to hold his waist, it could be that a feeling of pain would surround his waist.
“Supplies, right? How anyway? Want to call me baby or I'm legal?”
Naswa tried to get used to the close distance between them. Even if you want a little, Aji's nose will definitely touch his nose. The woman died of style because she was in this adjacent position.
“No,” said Naswa trying not to be daunted by Aji's threat.
Without a word the man brought the face closer with a grin. “Then, you will get a penalty.”
One ... two .. three ....
In a matter of three seconds, Aji had tickled Naswa. Laughter filled the room. They didn't even hear the call of Naswa's mother. In the end the middle-aged woman left the room with a big smile.
“Already!” Naswa said with a breath of breath and held back a laugh.
“Call me darling first.”
“OK, Honey! Please enough.”
Although the call was only half sincere, but Aji finally released Naswa. The man was satisfied with punishing his wife. Without waiting for long, Naswa ran to the bathroom. The call of love was able to make his face warm.
***
The clock shows at half-eight in the evening. After talking to Naswa's father, the man went to the room. He wanted tonight to also hear Naswa's explanation of who the man who had become the thief was.
Arriving in the room, Naswa was still neat with the hijab she was wearing. “Nas, let's talk!”
Aji said while sitting on the bed. Naswa approached and took a seat next to her husband. The woman tried to calm down despite the doubts that re-invaded.
“Tell me!” aji said, holding Naswa's hand.
“Seven years ago, my sister Ratna had a fight with her husband Rehan. Brother Ratna left the house until late at night, while Brother Rehan was out of nowhere. At that time Father and Mother were going to the relatives' house. Be me at home alone.”
This time the sweat began to wet Naswa's forehead. The woman clasped Aji's hand tightly. Even his breath was cut off. Bad memories can make someone like this.
“At late at night someone knocked on the door, without a second thought I opened it. In front stood Rehan Brother who looked at me with an inexplicable look. Smelled of alcohol from his mouth. Without anything the man dragged me and did all.”
Tears adorned the netra Naswa. Aji who finds out that quickly pulls his wife into a trap. The man was hurt by what happened to his wife.
“Even he ha—almost force me again if you don't help me first.”
Ah, Aji recalled, the two encounters with the savage man were able to make him memorize those disgusting strict lines. Rehan is handsome, but moral matters are questionable. Perhaps if he met Naswa's former sister-in-law, he would throw some punches to pay for Naswa's cries tonight.
“So noon he even sent me a picture of me without a thread. He also said that the photo was also sent to you. I'm sorry.”
Tears successfully wet both cheeks Naswa. Aji shook his head for a moment. He knows all.
“Not, Nas. That's not your picture. If Rehan did it unconsciously then why could he take your picture? After all, that's the setting the place isn't here. Even as in five-star hotel.”
Aji's runute explanation made the woman pause for a moment. She thought about all her husband's arguments. A few minutes later, he nodded and confirmed.
“So don't worry anymore, Nas.”
Aji berkta while pulling Naswa towards his decapitation. “Do not worry, you are not alone anymore.”
That night they spent it with a warm hug. Just a warm hug, nothing more. Slowly unwittingly the sense of comfort began to feel in each other's hearts.
Tbc.
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