Sharing Love: My Husband Married Without My Permission

107. Package Again.

I stared at the package that was in front of me. A beautiful sky blue long dress with many beautiful sequins neatly arranged on the front. His subordinates I estimate cover up more to the ankles.

On the bed, the dress is now. I stretched the dress until it was clearly visible all over the front. Beautiful, the light from the lights above the room makes this dress light up like a diamond.

I didn't know I was receiving any more packages. The shoes were my question and I kept asking. What am I going to answer? I don't know from whom!

I called Diana. Confusion struck me five days ago. Shoes and now a dress. I think it's from the same person because there's no name.

"What?" diana asked from across the street. "I'm eating again" he said.

"In, I got a package," I said half-whispering, afraid to be heard by Mother when I was in the room. I deliberately closed the stall after Azan Isya, because I wanted to talk to Diana.

"Yes good dong, means successful online shopping. What patent is from S****e? Or L***a?" ask her casually with a kepo tone.

"I don't miss it from there. But this is from someone I don't know" I explained.

"Huh? How's it?" ask Diana again.

I explained to Diana about the shoe pack I received yesterday as well as the dress I received this afternoon. All I took pictures of those two things because Diana wanted to know with the shoes and also the dress I received.

"Great! From who? How I got to be in touch with your secret fans" Diana said when the phone was back on line. I'm upset because that's what I want to know, too.

"I don't know. There's no name."

"What is not of Arga? Or is it Mom's doctor?" diana asked with a cry. Diana knew I had met Arga that day, especially with Doctor Wira. Diana was my only place to pour out a heart that was left confused. I don't want to make Mom think much more.

"If Doctor Wira seems not, deh. If he was rich and could send this to me, what would he do? I obviously rejected him," I said.

"Yes, too. If it's Arga, maybe?' ask Diana thoughtfully.

"Ah, I don't think so. Why did Arga try to send me a ginian's shirt? Does he have anything to do with me?" reply evasive.

"Yes, it's possible. Who does he keep? Your fans next time!" yell again. I was speechless, confused as to who Diana meant.

Uh, but I don't know either. Let me find out first who sent me these things.

"Duh, so want to have a secret fan, can get good stuff like that. What else tomorrow, huh? Uh but Yu, don't fall asleep too, you know. It could be if there's something!" diana said, suddenly this self creeped out hearing something I knew what she meant.

"Don't worry, deh. No suspicious items or strange smells" I told him.

"It's not about the goods or the aroma, but who knows if you use it so you're hypnotized directly into it and the windiness of the same her," said Diana again made me creepy.

I was speechless, there was fear as well if it was true what Diana said happened. Once again I glanced at the thing that was now on the bed, I tried to find something strange on it, but nothing. Everything I see is normal and nothing suspicious.

"There's nothing at all. I'll close first, deh. Want to find out who sent this, "I told Diana.

"Okay, if you don't want to not have to use it, just for me," he said.

"Hemm, just said I should be careful, why now you want this shirt?"

"Hem, yes! Take aja. I don't know who this is from either, either" I replied, saying goodbye again before I turned off my phone.

I'm looking for Doctor Wira's number, but I doubt he sent me these two packages?

The number is just me seeing. Worried, if he did, I could give it back again, but if not? I'd be ashamed to think this stuff was from him, too.

I was almost ten minutes in confusion. I finally did not contact him or Arga, to ask about these two things.

The clothes on the bed I folded back and put them in the box again. I keep it in the closet.

Fear is immediately present in the heart. The words of Diana who said aji-aji made me goosebumps until the feathers in my hand bristled. The atmosphere of the room suddenly felt quiet and a little spooky.

I immediately went to Mom's room, not forgetting to bring my phone.

"Mom!" My mother's door knocked, before long the door opened, I was still wearing a face.

"Petch sleep here, yeah." My love for Mom. Mom smiled and widened the door for me to pass.

"Tumben wants to sleep here?" ask Mother. I just smiled and relaxed comfortably in my bed.

"No tumben either. I'd love to, Mom."

Mother immediately cleaned her face and folded it neatly, then went into the closet as usual.

"Yes, I thought about those shoes. If according to Mother, between two choices anyway," said Mother made me allow the view from the screen hp.

"Who?" my many.

"Between Doctors Wira and Ustadz Zain" said the mother again.

I flinched, only then did I remember that man. A name I had forgotten for a few days. Indeed, I forgot about that one person, there is a possibility also considering Kyai when it came here before my iddah period runs out.

"Mother was from the next door neighbor, you got another package, huh?" ask Mother.

Duh, Mouth Fuck! I deliberately did not say the same Mother let not think, why even someone said this the same Mother?

"really that? Why don't you know." Mother asked.

"Em .. really, Mom."

"From who? Why don't you know?" ask Mom again.

Duh, what do I have to answer?

"So, Mom. The package came again this afternoon. I don't know from whom" I replied with fear.