
The four wheels carrying the three men reached the city nicknamed Baja City when Azan Isya reverberated. Hangga takes Nina first to her residence. Only then did he bring Harum to his destination home.
Harum's forehead was puzzled because Hanges' car did not turn into the village road where he lived. Wanted to ask, but was lazy to talk to Hangga. Finally he chose to stay still while looking at the scenery around the entire trip. Just follow where the Hanges will take him. Maybe Hangga is starving and wants to take her out to dinner together at a restaurant or romantic dinner.
Hufht
Harum shook his head while smiling wryly as he realized his naive thoughts.
He should have realized from a long time ago that it was impossible to get the heart and love of Hangga.
It should be in the early hours of that day, he can fortify the heart of “sutu” Hangga. So that later, even though “hal it” finally happened, his heart was not too confident by making the conclusion that Hangga did it on the basis of love.
“Why stop here? Whose house is this?” lontar Harum when Hangga parked his car in front of a small house in a housing complex.
“Where do you want to stop? This is the same, your home is also,” said Hangga once the car engine is turned off.
Actually what Harum wants is to stay at his parents' house for tonight, only tomorrow he will visit his father-in-law's house. However, Hangga took him to a house that he did not know who belonged to. The ivory white painted house with pillars painted orange color it looks pitch dark.
“Yuk, down!” take Hangga and get out of the car.
Fragrance cannot refuse. In any case, Hangga was still a priest who he had to follow his orders. She, sitting in the front passenger seat, got out of the car, following her husband's orders.
When Harum came down, the lights in the house immediately lit up. It was fragrant not seeing how Hangga lit the lights. Probably from the KWH meter switch.
“Come in, Rum,” invite Hangga who has opened the main door of the house.
Harum nodded obediently.
The first one went into the empty and uninhabited house. Fragrant walking tailed behind Hangga without a sound. At that time, he just menggeh with the appearance of Hangga.
The fragrant husband wears a short-sleeved maroon batik shirt and black pants. It was the same clothes that Hangga had worn when she left for work this morning. That is, Hangga did not go home and immediately meet him as soon as he came home from work.
The batik shirt is an office wear that Hangga wears on Fridays. Remembering Friday, Harum so think whether Hangga will stay or just deliver it.
“It's Mother's house too,” bright Hangga although Harum did not ask.
The fragrance that was daydreaming, gasped for a moment. It was only in the fourth second that he was able to understand the words of Hangga. That the house that was visited was the house owned by the parents of Hangga who had been occupied for a stay a few days before the wedding.
“Why did I bring me here?” ask Harum.
“There is something I want to talk about,” replied Hangga while taking a sitting position on the sofa. “Sit first, Rum,” her word.
According to her husband's orders, Harum took a sitting position on another sofa. It was fragrant to see the occupied sofa looking clean not dusty. The room around also looks clean, unlike the usual empty house. Maybe his parents-in-law did hire people to clean the house every day.
For a while the two were silent. Hangga may still be confused about where to start talking from. There's too much he wants to talk about.
Not long after that, Hangga came with three bottles of cold drinks. Two bottles are tea drinks, while one bottle is mineral water.
“Drink first, Rum,” said Hangga while offering two bottles of drinks, while another bottle was placed on the table. “You who tea what mineral water?” bargained for.
“This one is aja.” It was fragrant to take a bottle of mineral water from the right hand of the Hanges. “Thank you,” said.
Hanges responded with a smile. Hanges smile seemed friendly and sincere. Not a pretend smile like the one that Hangga showed when she asked Harum first. Or a passionate smile in the early hours of that time.
“You hungry ‘kan?” ask Hangga while taking a sitting position in the original place.
Although Harum's stomach was hungry, the first wife chose to shake her head.
“Well not hungry? Tangerang-Cilegon far loh,” goda Hangga.
“In a moment, there is usually a brother nasgor passing by. Nasgornya delicious, but I like the same mi tek-teknya anyway.” Just now that Hangga was talking so, there was a clanking sound of a punched pan. A sign of a fried rice seller passing by. “Tuh nasgornya brother came,” he continued.
“Yuk, Rum!” Hanges grabbed Harum's hand and then clasped it. He gestured for Harum to follow him.
Harum was stunned for a few seconds, before finally he resigned also when Hangga took him to the terrace of the house.
“Wah, there is a handsome Mas,” said the fried rice seller when Hangga called him. “Again here, Mas?”
“Iya, Bang. Just arrived,” replied Hangga. Then he instead asked Harum “Rum, you want fried rice what noodles tek-tek?”
Harum actually wanted to refuse. It is better to endure hunger than to accept the offer of the husband who always hurt her. However, Harum who has a high sense of empathy actually feels sorry for the brother of the fried rice seller.
Already far push the cart, bring a pan, bring a stove and so on even not bought.
“Anything,” sahut Harum finally.
“If the fried rice is still your artificial champion, Rum. Cobain mi tek-teknya yes,” proposed by Hangga.
“Hmm.” Harum just nodded.
Actually since the dawn incident, Harum had no taste in eating. Eat only once a day. That was a little, just two mouthfuls. And Harum advised Bi Jenah to answer “sudah”, every Hangga asked if he had eaten or not.
“What fried rice is tek-tek noodles, Mas?” ask the fried rice seller.
“Mi tek-tek only two yes. For me and my wife,” said Hangga while embracing the shoulders of Harum.
Harum was stunned because of the treatment of Hangga which was really surprising. For the first time ever, Hanges recognized herself as a wife in front of others. Even though it is only limited to fried rice sellers.
The next second, Harum was not just shocked. There was a subtle sigh that spread throughout the body while the hand of Hangga pinched her cheek-friendly cheek while saying, “beautiful ‘kan my wife?”