Not the Forbidden Miss

Twenty - Honeymoon Plans

A streak of anger was seen on Farah's face. I'm just letting it go. I did change my phone password. It was the date of birth of Mala's birth month, my date of birth, and the date of my marriage to Mala.

“Now want to change this just don't say the same to me!” the strangeness.

“Iya, sorry. Don't know I want to change the password,” I replied. “Lagian why the hell? What's in question if my password is changed? The important thing is that you can open and research, right?”

Farah was silent, she opened my chat room with Mala. He read it all, most asked what he was, had eaten or not. Let it be, my wife Mala too? If Farah is angry, is it clearly wrong? Except Mala's not my wife.

“Absolute attention first wife?” said Farah. “Ya however the wife who is considered yes is more noticed,” he added.

“Not to be jealous. I noticed that he did not divorce me, I was so afraid Mama why-not if I was with him until separated,” said I.

“Oh, so? Not because there is already a taste?” said Farah.

“What feeling, Farah? Don't you, don't do this? You are also my wife, and you know I treat you more than Mala,”.

“But I am a mistress? Although I was first married to you, I was like a mistress, which you always hide,”.

“Then how do you want? Want me to show everyone? If you're ready, come on!” my challenge.

Farah hush. I know she's so scared of Mama, especially with papa. Yeah maybe because of the past, or the misunderstanding I didn't know. But, I'm sure Farah already knew everything, she hid it from me. Maybe it's because she doesn't want anything to happen to Mom.

“Indeed you are ready, mommy why are you being honest about me?” ask Farah.

“Yes I'm not ready. Absolutely not,” I replied.

“While you are, Dad! Not ready to even nantangin!” abugn.

“Ya than you angry like this?” my spoken.

“Iya, I'm sorry. I'm jealous, jealous of Mala. She's beautiful, she's smart, she's dear to Mama, she's Mama's choice, and I? But, yes, it is his destiny like this,” said Farah.

“Not to be jealous, I married Mala because of Mama, I don't love her, Farah,”.

“But, you can do it with him? Not in love?” said Farah.

“That's all because Mama wanted a granddaughter from me and Mala,” I replied.

“Then now? Doesn't Mala not want to be touched anymore? Because it is a condition that you can marry me?” ask Farah.

“Iya, that's the condition. We even split rooms, not one more. So you don't have to worry I'll love her, you're the only girl I love, Farah. Sorry I was expecting you, I had to,” I said.

Farah hugged me. He is the one who understands how I am. Maybe she was jealous because I was chatting Mala, and she was angry that I changed my password.

Farah. He replaced it, he did open my phone a lot. Though it is my privacy, but from the first it was like that, I also often open his phone. Farah and I thought about being open to each other in any case, even our cell phone issues were open to each other. I gave Farah the freedom to open my phone, even with me, so there was no photo of Mala in my phone. There are only photos of Farah and Sefi. I appreciate Farah, because she would be upset if I kept a picture of Mala. Although there were many photos of Farah and Sefi, I could not make them for my phone wallpaper, for fear that my family would see.

Unlike Mala, she values my privacy more. Maybe it's because we've been betrothed, so the cell phone issue is each other's privacy. Want my phone to ring many times beside Mala, she will not receive calls or open messages.

But, lately I have missed Mala a lot. If I miss it, I can only look her in the photo on her social media account, staring at the photo of Mala on my desk at work, and on my work laptop, because all the pictures of me and Mala were in my laptop in the office, which I always lived there. There was no way Farah would see him, because she did not dare to meet me at the office at all. Let's not meet me at the office, just go out alone we're secretly, and use your own car if it's still in the city. Unless we were out of town, it was rare, because Mama and Papa were always watching my movements. They still suspect that I'm still in touch with Farah.

“Where are you going for your honeymoon, honey?” my many.

“Where, yes?” thought Farah. “Where to Japan?” farah Pinta.

“Japan? Can, when do you want?” my many.

“Next week how? The important thing is that I am fit first,” he replied.

“Iya already, later we talk again, yes?” my spoken.

To Japan? How can I say goodbye to Mala, as well as Mama and Papa? But maybe Mala can cover it up. Later if he answers the office business how? Papa every day also still check to the office often? If you know I'm going to Japan is not an office business how? Did I take Mala too? Mustn't Mama and Papa be suspicious, if I go with Mala, just say you want a vacation with Mala?

“If ask Mala how?” ask Farah.

“Ma—Mala invited?” I don't believe her, because she seems to know what I'm thinking.

“Yes yes dong, should take Mala? If you don't want to be found out about us? Can't you say there's office business with Mala and the others? Papa still goes to the office every day, right?” clearly Farah.

“Iya also, if I say goodbye to Mala there is a job in Japan, of course she will say the same Mama and Papa, later they even suspect?” my spoken.

“Enya take Mala, we are difficult to go out both far, most often out of town, it was waiting for you to go out of town because of office business? Sometimes we use the car alone, later meet there?” said Farah.

Yes, that's how my relationship with Farah, closed from all directions, wanted to go out of town for a vacation, sometimes waiting for me to have work outside the city, even sometimes we use our own car, he said, and meet there. Our relationship is full of struggle, but we have not been independent, because the blessing of Mama and Papaku we have not held. Mama and Papa really hate Farah, fortunately Farah is very understanding, and willing to accept me as is like this. He wanted to accept me who was always arranged and supervised by Mama and Papa, because they were afraid that I would get in touch with Farah again.

“Iya already, I will talk to Mala, if she does not want how?” my many.

“Yes, don't go anywhere, Dad?” answer Farah.

“But you are going there?”

“Nothing, no need, than we were caught with mama?” the answer.

It's a pity that Farah, who wants a honeymoon with me to Japan, but it's hard because it's the way it is.