One Big Dipper Two Love

Chapter 75

“Now where are we going, Rum?” arya asked after leaving the restaurant.

“Mas Hangga and Kak Nata will not pick us up?” The smell asked. He still hopes that Hanges and Nata pick him up.

“I phone Nata again yes. Last day was not active his phone,” said Arya. His hand reached into his pants pocket to pick up the phone.

“Still off her phone,” Arya said after trying to call Nata several times.

While the phone was left behind in the restaurant and already secured Harum.

“We'll walk first. Hopefully in front of meeting Kak Nata and Mas Hangga,” said Harum finally.

Arya nodded in agreement. The two of them walked down the sidewalk in silence, immersed in each other's thoughts. Harum with sadness because she was left alone with another man who was not her husband. While Arya with her turmoil because of love that is not fulfilled.

Until then their steps stopped in front of the night market arena. Fragrant lips curled a smile at the arena of the game there. His memory is reminiscing about his childhood who often rode with his mother and father.

Recalling papa's mama, it made her remember the fact that it was Miss Mirna who had caused her parents to die.

If only the attitude of Hangga is still cold as before, not as sweet as today, maybe Harum will choose to go from this complicated marriage heresy.

There is no reason to keep him alive. Didn't he survive yesterday because of the in-laws. It is now revealed that it was Ms Mirna who caused her mother and father to die. And he thinks the affection of Bu Mirna and Mr. Hendra for him is out of guilt.

Left for dinner together in a romantic place with a man, making Harum can guess what Nata thinks.

“What kind of guy do you like, Rum?” Nata asked like that while dressing her up earlier.

“There are no special criteria, sister. The important man is faithful and kind,” replied Harum.

Afterwards the story of Aryan kindness flows from Nata's red lips. In Harum's mind at that time, Nata was like promoting Arya. And now he feels Nata really wants to match him with Arya.

“Rum, you want to ride it?” Arya's question shocked Harum.

“Nggak.” Fragrant shakes.

“You want to accompany me there for a moment. Usually in the night market many traders. I'm looking for trinkets to make at the meatballs store.”

“Ayo.” Fragrant nods.

Arya smiled with excitement. The two entered the arena of the night market which was crowded by visitors who mostly brought small children. Many interesting and certainly cheap children's game arena, also street vendors spilled there.

Arya crouched in front of the house furniture seller's role. "Is there a green color?" tanyanya holding a small bowl..

“There,” replied the trader enthusiastically. Then start looking for the things Arya wants.

A few minutes later, Arya bought some furniture. Starting from a small bowl for chili containers, a cutlery and bottle for sauce containers and other trinkets. And all the furniture was green.

“Rum, you have nothing to buy?” lontar Arya after paying for the goods he bought.

“Nothing, Mas. At home Mas Hangga furniture is complete all,” sahut Harum.

“Here I help bring the goods,” bargain later.

“Don't ah, I'll be scolded again. His wife was told to bring this.”

“Nothing. Here.” Fragrant took one bag of groceries from Arya's hand.

“Mas Arya is a green color enthusiast huh?” fragrant Lontar. He remembers very well when he first met Arya who was all green.

Arya laughed lightly. “It looks really good I like green color huh?”

“He’em.” Harum turned a glance at Arya who was walking beside him. “Why do you like green?

“Because he said the prophet Muhammad liked the color green,” said Arya.

Harum gasped at Arya's reply. He turned back to Arya, but this time their eyes met.

“Why?” aryan Lontar. If possible ge er, Arya feels fragrant like she is looking at her amazement.

“Not why-why. Mas Arya cool,” praise Fragrant. He did not expect Arya who seemed to be strange to know also the favorite color of the Prophet.

“Cooler Hangga anyway, his wife two. Hahaha.” Arya had a good time, but a moment later she regretted for fear that her joke hurt Harum. “Em .. sorry yes, Rum. I didn't mean ...”

Unexpectedly, Harum instead smiled in response to the witty-eyed man's joke. “Mas Arya wants to have two wives too huh?” fragrant Lontar.

“One time not yet, moso want two. Besides, I don't agree if anyone says polygamy is Sunnah Rosul. I think polygamy is a law of change, not sunnah. Men can be polygamous, and women can be polygamous, if they wish. There is no ban if men want to do it. Legally, as long as polygamy is good for the man and his wives. But, it seems most women would mind if polygamy,” said Arya.

“I actually don't mind the polygamy wedding that is now being lived. Sometimes I feel like I'm the third person for them. If I had known that Mas Hangga already had Kak Nata when I asked for my hand first, maybe I chose to reject the proposal.”

“You don't have to feel guilty, Rum. Lah wong Hangga and Nata are just dating. The relationship has no legal status. Many kok dating who, uh marriage is the same who.”

“According to Mas Arya, what should I do?”

“Nothing you have to do, Rum. You just have to be a good wife for Hangga as usual.”

“Although Kak Nata doesn't want me to be among them?”

“Not yet, just maybe not yet. Hopefully Nata will also be happy."

It was so sweet to bite his lower lip. Is it possible that someday she will coexist with Nata in peace, with both bearing the status as the wife of Hangga.

"Do you think I'd better back off, Mom?"

"His marriage is to be happy. If you feel happy, never think about retreating. But, if you don't find happiness in the marriage, why keep it, Rum."

Fragrant budging. She did not know if she had found happiness in her marriage. Or maybe he himself does not know what happiness means.

“Rum, where are we going?” ask Arya.

“I want to go home, Mas.”

Arya nodded in agreement. He also felt strange if he had to stay together with Harum. Time yes road same wife. His friend's wife.

“Yuk, we're home!” bring Arya.

“I'm going home alone, Mas. Take a taxi,” refuse Fragrance. He refuses to go home with Arya. Not because it does not like Arya, but it does not feel good when seen by people. Worrying about causing slander or being the target of a gibah.

“But, my motor is at the house of Hangga.”

The four of them had gone to the restaurant by using a Hanges car. Arya's motorbike was abandoned at the house of Hangga.

“Oh, yes. We go home together then,” cetus Harum after thinking some jokes. If the goal is the same, the time must go home each.

“I tried Nata's phone again huh. Who knows it is active.”

Arya again contacts Nata, but her number is still inactive. So Arya and Harum decided to go home in a taxi. Arya sat in the front seat with the driver, while Harum sat in the rear passenger seat.

The light blue painted car rolled towards the destination address that Arya mentioned. When the car was driving, Harum's hand reached into the phone of Hangga in his bag.

With hesitation, he pressed the power button. His heart immediately pinched when he saw a selfie photo of Hangga with Nata as his wallpaper. In the photo, Hangga is smiling broadly, with Nata kissing her cheek.

Growing curiosity in the heart fragrant towards the locked phone of the Hangga. He tried to open the phone by pressing the six-digit number which is the date, month and year of the birth of Hangga, but the phone is still locked.

Harum suspects that Hangga used Nata's birth date as his password. He remembered the six-digit ATM pin number that had been given by Hangga. Maybe it was Nata's birth date. Her thought.

It was fragrant to enter the six-digit pin number to open the locked phone, but the result was nil. The phone is not open yet.

‘There is no way that Hangga used my birth date password right? Anyway Mas Hangga where know my birth date,’ murmured Fragrant in heart.

Fragrant thumbs move to touch the six-digit number which is the date, month and year of his birth. Unexpectedly and unexpectedly, the phone of Hangga was open.

The fragrance fell for a moment. There is a sense of happiness perched in the heart of Harum when he knew that Hangga perpetuated his birthday as a password. The taste was more rustling when reading the contact name “Humairaku.” As soon as Hangga wrote Harum's name on her phone contact list.

Harum smiled happily with the sweet treatment of the Hanges.

Oh, my gosh. Your definition of happiness is too simple, fragrant.