
With a rash step Al walked out of Soekarno Hatta airport, hailing a taxi to the residence of Caca's parents.
Along the way Al had thought about what he was going to do, apologized and asked Caca to be his wife, start everything from scratch and live happily together. That's Al's mind.
While Caca has now turned out to be no longer the innocent and innocent girl like before. Ririn has been juggling herself, becoming a fashionable, beautiful and stylist girl. No more muddy t-shirts, jeans and long shirts. Turned into a mini skirt, short dress, neatly arranged hair, and make up that beautify her makeup.
A taxi driven by Al had entered the courtyard of Baskoro's house, Al immediately got off and paid the fare.
"Assalamualaikum" said Al at the door
"Waalaikum greetings, for a moment" a reply sounded from inside the house.
"Al. " said Mama surprised
"Assalamualaikum Ma," again Al said his greetings, and kissed the mother-in-law's hand.
"Greetings waalaikum, come in."
"Where's my mom?" al asked while looking left and right.
"So morning went with Ririn, didn't know where, he said there was a casting."
"Casting?" Al was surprised to hear that, never imagined his little wife would follow the casting that means he also wanted to become an artist. 'No, big No' inwardly
"Try the phone," said mama returned Al from his daydream.
"Yes Ma, uh I'm sorry what if you don't tell me I'm home, Al wants to surprise me"
"Oh yeah, hang on" Mama immediately picked up her phone and called Caca. Sure enough his call was immediately raised.
After getting Caca's address, Al immediately went to see her.
"Just use your Mama's car"
"Bless Ma," Al took the key given to him by his father-in-law and immediately went to see his wife, there was a warm feeling in his chest, for some reason he missed his wife so much this time.
Her pace was quick, it felt impatient to want to look at Caca's face and hold her tightly while saying sorry I'm sorry.
Al was stunned, his steps stopped to see his wife sitting alone with a man, who knows who because he did not know her, and which made his chest rumble, they both looked very friendly, laughing and joking together. Al clenched his hands and his jaw hardened holding back the anger that instantly rose into the crown without him being able to hold it.
Al took a quick step, and immediately stood beside his wife, "Ca, Yo come home."
Caca turned her head, she found her husband standing with a fierce face like a bias, not afraid Caca even casually drank.
"Have you gone home, Om?.Very fast?" reprimand Caca relax.
"So this is how you do, you go with another man when your husband is not around! now we're home!" rough-scattered
and pulled Caca's arm to bring her home.
"Don't be rude donk!" the man stood up and commemorated Al
"Who are you meddling in my business? just so you know she's my wife, you should be ashamed of flirting with people's wives.
"What's this about? Um, Caca?" ririn asked confusedly.
"Once Om, I can go home by myself," Caca jerked his hand, unfortunately not to be missed.
"Let's go home," Al stared intently.
"I don't want to,"
" Oh so this is your husband" Rafa stood up and pulled Caca's arm from Al's grasp
"Now remember having a wife! kemaren where to. Oh yeah, I'm Rafa, Caca's girlfriend. We just got together a month ago." Rafa stretched out his hand.
An annoyed Al raises his hand ready to hit Rafa, but the man can dodge because he knows Al's movements, Al,
"Just go first, I'm with them."