Not the Forbidden Miss

Three - Must Make You Fall in Love

“Mala! What are you doing here? Are you from here?”

Mas Azril surprised me who was silently staring at the door of his study while thinking about Mas Azril's words that were spoken to the woman.

“Ah .. a—I want to call mas, will soon be dawn? Usually mas already entered the room, if in the mosque has proclaimed Tarhiman?” nervous answer.

“Sorry, earlier the phone was the same, um ... office person, Mr. Jamal, i—iya Mr. Jamal,” he said nervously.

“Oh, yes it's okay,” I said. “Cock tumben use home phone?” my question is full of search.

“Ya, ta—tadi want to take my phone right inside, fear disturb you who are praying,” replied Mas Azril.

I'm listening to everything, Mom. So you don't have to give up. I'm just waiting for the time, when are you going to speak honestly with me about Farah. About the woman who made you change in an instant. Maybe if you told me long ago, you had a lover and wanted you to fight, I wouldn't want to continue this matchmaking, even if I admit, I do, I've been in love with you since we were first introduced. Let me throw that away, you do love other women. So, why am I continuing this match?

But, you said back then, you didn't have any ties to other women, so I heard that I was quite happy and happy, because there was hope that we could mate. Why, Mas? Why am I hearing all this now? When I gave up my whole life for you? When have I dedicated my soul and body to you? Why not before I fell too deep in love with you? If this isn't just me you're hurting, but everyone who's happy to see us together, they're going to get hurt too.

“Mas isn't lying, is it? You're not hiding anything from me? Sorry I asked you like this. Yes, indeed I just knew the mas yesterday, and we immediately decided to live together, but I beg the same mas, if there is something, do not hide it yourself, huh? Tell me, if I could help ease the burden of your mind?”

“I'm not lying, and I'm not covering anything up, Mala? Yes it has been dawn, we better wudhu then pray,” said Mas Azril.

I nodded, obeying his orders. Let it be, let him hide it himself, what he covers from me in the future will be a time bomb that can explode at any time. Enough's enough! I don't want to know anything else. Let me just know about Farah earlier, I don't want to kidnap her, because the more I'm gonna get sick. Let's just say, I'll wait for Mas Azril when I'll talk about that woman named Farah.

^^^

I helped Madam Asih arrange breakfast at the dinner table. After the dawn prayer I also plunged into the kitchen, because Mas Azril suddenly busied himself again. Maybe he was busy with the woman he just called. Let it be, I don't want to take care of his personal affairs. What if there's nothing for him to win?

After three months of being Mas Azril's wife, this time I was cooking in the kitchen. It was so saturated this morning, especially after hearing Mas Azril mention the name of another woman in prayer one third of the night. I don't think I'm a perfect wife anymore. I thought I was united by my husband, because he loves me? But, it turns out because she wanted to bring another woman into our household life. Is that the drama you're playing, Mom? You make me believe, you make me happy like floating in the air, you spoil me, your words and deeds are always gentle to me. It turns out that you did all this so that I would accept honey in this house.

Not so easy, Azril! I'm not going for you honey! I'm just an ordinary woman who might be said to be greedy, because I don't want to share a husband. Not even just me. Perhaps, in this world of a thousand people only one would want to be combined. It was very sad, tossed so high, it turned out to be dropped hard!

There is only one thing I have to do, so that Mas Azril cannot forget me, and will not marry that woman. Yes, the only way I should be able to make her fall in love, I should be able to prove that I am the woman who deserves her love, and the only woman she should love. I will start with my cooking, this morning all my breakfast makes it, even the coffee this morning I also made it for Mas Azril. I will draw his heart with my attention, with my cooking skills, and make Mas Azril fall in love with my cooking. From there, Mas Azril will fall in love with me.

After finishing breakfast, I call Mas Azril for breakfast. I went to his study again. I saw her standing in front of the window daydreaming, wondering what to think, but I'm sure she thought of a woman named Farah, whom she talked to earlier this morning if she wanted to marry him, and will take him to meet me to tell me.

Hah ... is it that easy, Mas Azril? Would you dare to tell your mama? Who has your mama's heart will stop beating, if you say you're going to marry another woman?

Astagfirullah ..I got carried away with emotions like this. I can't be rash, I have to pretend I don't know anything. I knocked on the door of his study again, even though I had opened it. Because, so busy daydreaming, Mas Azril did not hear the sound of knocking on the door.

“Mas, what are you doing? You daydreaming? Should I tap on the door with no answer?” I rubbed his arm, he's half-increased. True, he was daydreaming heavily, until a gentle touch alone could shock him.

“Ah, Sorry, Darling. I think about the project that will run today, it's complicated that I become gini, dizzy thought,” he said nervously.

“Yes, have breakfast first? Let there be energy to think about work again,” invite me gently and spoiled.

“Yes, indeed my stomach should be filled first, so I can think,” he said with a chuckle.

“Ya already, Yuk?”

I'm clutching his hand. I really love this man who is next to me, Lord. What if the best way was to let him marry her? I'm sincere, as long as I can still be with him. I'm very fond of him. I'm not stupid, but she made me fall in love so beautifully.

I prepared Mas Azril's food on the plate, I told him to immediately taste it, and I saw his sparkling facial expression, feeling satisfied with the taste of his cooking.

“Mbak Asih, this is how delicious the cuisine is? Not as usual you know Mbak Asih make sauteed like gini but delicious?” ask Mas Azril.

“Ah .. anu, Sir. Who cook Mbak Mala kok, not me, I just help,” Mbak Asih replied.

Mas Azril looked at me as if he could not believe that I could cook.