Selfish Husband
THE SEQUEL PART 1
Again Zeyn pressed the bell and finally the father-in-law opened the door.
“Zeyn! What's the need to come here?”
“Hmm... Is he ... is he home?” zeyn asked nervously with his heart pounding.
“Who?” The middle-aged man furrowed his brows. “My daughter?” Zeyn did not respond so he assumed the question was correct. “Why is he here? Did you guys fight?” his tone further cornered Zeyn. “You don't know where your wife is?”
Zeyn already knew the relationship between Vania and her parents was not so close and Zeyn tried not to cause anything suspicious that would make her father-in-law angry.
“No... no,” elak Zeyn lied. “Tadi, he said he would come visit here and I couldn't call his number. There's something urgent I need to tell her. Do you know where he is?” Zeyn cursed in his heart because what he said was not the right idea to be an excuse, but that was all Zeyn could do, maybe his father-in-law could give a clue. There is no guarantee that this will happen.
“What I know, he doesn't dare leave the house without your permission.”
“Ah,” Zeyn scratched his nape. “Alright, thank you dad. I'll be back at the office again,” says Zeyn politely.
Yang Zeyn knew Vania didn't have many places to visit. Since Vania lived in England for quite a while, she also had no relatives or friends other than Zeyn's friends.
On the way to the office, Zeyn was busy thinking about the people who had the most opportunity to visit Vania. His mind was fixed on the figure of Dery, Zeyn quickly dialed Dery's number.
“Dery! Today Vania is coming to work?” asked Zeyn, just as Dery picked him up.
“Hah? Heyy why are you? I've been waiting for your call for a long time. But I didn't think you'd call me right now.”
“Hey, can you go straight to the core of the conversation? I don't have time to deal with your nonsense and now my mood is not in good condition, so please just answer my question.”
“I don't know ... Should I tell you or torture you for a while, it seems fun ...”
“Hey! Dery asshole!” Zeyn clearly heard Dery's laughter.
“OK okay. He's not here and he hasn't been to work in a long time.”
“You ever talk to him?”
“Iya. When he gave me his resignation letter.”
“What? He quit his job? Then what did he tell you? Do you have any other info? Or do you know where he is now?”
“No! I don't know.”
“Dery! Justjust please. I'm not playing around, I'm serious.”
“I swear, I don't know where he is. Sorry brother.”
“Haish.”
Zeyn wants to hang up, but Dery's voice stops him.
“If I don't know, neither do you. There's only one person who might know. Without me saying it, you can guess who it is. Who else if not the super hero.”
***
“Hai,” greet Zeyn when the door opens.
Along the way Zeyn kept thinking of natural ways of playing his part. Angry and take everything he needs by force? Or act plain and secretly check his phone or ask honestly the intention and purpose of coming.
“Zeyn, why so suddenly? I rarely see you lately,” said Yudha who seemed to have just come out of the bathroom or rather Zeyn who forced her out of there because she kept ringing the bell.
“Yud, I want to say something.”
“Yeah, please,” Yudha replied while gesturing for Zeyn to sit on the sofa.
“You already know, right? The reason why I came and what things I want to ask you or rather who I want to ask.”
“I know, Zeyn and I won't lie. I have the information you're looking for, but .. I can't tell you.”
Zeyn was surprised, relieved and angry at the same time. Of all the people, of course, Yudha always contacted him, who knew where he was and exchanged news.
Zeyn rubbed his hair rough. But on the other hand, Zeyn was happy because Yudha at least knew something. But Yudha couldn't tell him.
The reason why Yudha couldn't give Zeyn where Vania is now might be because Yudha wanted them to divorce and replace Zeyn later, I don't know.
“That's his wish,” Yudha as if guessing all the questions that come up in Zeyn's mind. “She doesn't want me to tell anyone about where she lives.”
“But Yud..”.
“Zeyn! I promised you. I can only assure you if she is okay and ..”
“Dan??”
Yudha's silhouette disappeared behind the bedroom door as Zeyn sat down thinking of a way to get Yudha to speak. How to get Yudha drunk may not be the right way it will worsen everything and Yudha is not the type of person who will easily divulge secrets by itself.
Zeyn again ruffled her hair in annoyance and began leaning her back against the sofa. His eyes looked around the room to look for clues or just find ideas. His eyes fell on an object lying on the table.
Zeyn starts looking for contacts that Yudha saved after getting Yudha's phone, but Zeyn does not find Vania's name.
After not finding enlightenment in Yudha's stored contacts, Zeyn switched to opening the message, because most likely they still exchanged news.
Sure enough, there was only one new number that a few hours ago Yudha had sent a message.
“Where are you?” Zeyn wrote quickly and stared at the screen impatiently waiting for an answer. Hope that person can return the message.
It was only a few seconds but Zeyn felt it was very long, the phone he was holding vibrated which gave the incoming message a notification and Zeyn immediately opened it.
‘You forgot the Pin,’
“Hah?” Zeyn had waited a long time and that was the only answer he got.
Zeyn started looking through the contents of the previous message but everything was in a foreign language except for the first one.
“Please save this number, Brother. I'll wear it from now on.
“Zeyn! What are you doing?” Zeyn clearly heard the sound of Yudha walking over.
“Yud, what's the Pin?” zeyn asked not even shy about being discovered, instead of answering instead asking back.
“What?”
“Pin-nya?” Zeyn addressed the message he got.
Yudha read the message and just smiled.
“I'll tell you that. But it will be of no use to you,” Yudha replied by ruffling her hair with a towel and walking towards the kitchen.
“Yudha!” Zeyn. “What are you talking about? Quickly just tell me.”
“OUL FILST,” Yudha said with a relaxed look and poured herself a glass of water.
“Ou-..”
“Oul filst, that's the Pin. I always use it when I text him. That's how he knows if it's me and like I'm not using my phone.”
Zeyn turned to the phone in his hand and typed the Pin he knew.
“how to spell he said?”
“That's why I said it wouldn't help you even if you knew the word. Even if I told you how to spell it, she'd know if it wasn't me. I've also made it clear that I won't break my promise.”
Yudha came and stretched out her hand, gesturing for Zeyn to hand over her phone.
Zeyn feels his desire to reach out to Vania has now disappeared.
“You enjoyed this, didn't you?”
“Zeyn. That's not the point..”
“You must be very happy to be the only person who can talk to him, you know where he is and I don't. You like her, don't you? “
“Zeyn,” call him slowly. “Do not like this..”
“Continue what does it mean?” Zeyn and Yudha's eyes widened in surprise.
“Arti oul filst it?”
“The first one,” Yudha swallowed her saliva but answered confidently and looked straight at Zeyn. “I called him the first more to first love.”
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