Stuck in Matchmaking

Nine years adrift

"Where is the operation?"

"The doctor said it worked, but Anya was still unconscious" Setya answered Aksa's question, which had just returned "Have registration?"

"It has. He said he would move to the treatment room soon"

Setya responded with a nod of his head.

"Mas Setya same Ita can go home, later let me the same mas Aksa who wait"

"It's okay Sa, let the mas wait, you're pregnant. You're the same Aksa go home, take Ita to the grandmother's house, then send Mr. Annas to the mother's house to take a change of clothes for mas"

As Setya says that, Aksa takes over Ita from Setya's sleeping arms.

"Have you called his family?" Ask Setya.

"I've called papi mas, because papi knows Anya's family in the village. Anya a distant relative of Almarhumah mami Puspa because. Papi said his family could come tomorrow"

"Mami Puspa?"

"Hmm, Papi's first wife, mommy bang twins"

"Oh"

"Where did Anya come from?"

"Semarang mas"

"Oh"

Aksa just kept quiet while continuing to pat the back of Ita who was in his carrier.

"We're really going home?" ask Aksa to make sure.

"It's true, after all, lazy mas at home if you have to meet Gina Sama Rendi"

"Yes we've gone home"

"Yes go home, pity Ita must be tired. Later if mamah asked Anas sir, just say overtime mas"

"Yes"

"Be careful"

"Setya said what?" khansa asked as they were on their way home. "Why can Anya be shot, then why can be together with Setya mas?" he continued while wiping the back of Vita's head sitting on his lap.

"Yesterday night you told Setya to pick up Anya, right, found her to ask about the condition of Rendi's house?"

"Hmm, go"

"Nah the Anya story all about them, to Setya mas" Reply Aksa while continuing to focus on driving. "Continue because they are both on holiday, the Itanya take a walk. They spent the whole day on holiday. Just in time for Anya to come home, among Setya. Only about five minutes Anya entered their house, Setya heard the sound of gunfire. And you know Anya has walked by holding her gunshot wound"

Khansa was stunned to hear Aksa's explanation, and that second her mind was also made in a fog. "What is it about?"

"Mas Setya just there doesn't know what else I am"

"And I asked, why?"

"Are you?" aksa replied while slowing down the speed of the car because the red light was on.

"Yes between om Rendi know about Anya who is none other than our manners, or it could be something else. To be more precise, we wait for Anya to come to her senses"

"I'm getting scared"

"Eating from now on don't go alone. And remember, don't eat other people's food unless you cook yourself"

"Why is that?" khansa asked while squinting.

"Who knew they were Gina's men to nabur cyanide in the meal"

"Ishh.." sisi Khansa then turned his face towards the left Jedela. While Aksa chuckled at the expression of his wife.

"We just wait tomorrow, how about Rendi ngadepin us in the office" added Aksa without seeing Khansa "You stay careful, if you need something call me. And do not discuss Anya at home, or anywhere, was mas Setya said that this incident should not be anyone knows. We keep Anya safe from the reach of Rendi and Gina. Don't let them meet after this"

"I sent Anya to their house"

"Pray that there is nothing like you. We're gonna keep protecting him because Anya must be Rendi and Gina's target right now"

*****

In the morning, Setya woke up to perform dawn prayers. He got out of Anya's room and headed for the car intending to pick up the sarong. When he opened the car door, he found Anya's slimbag on the seat. Not only that, the net also caught Anya's phone at the bottom.

Sitting for a moment in the car, he disrespectfully opened his slimbag and started rummaging through its contents.

There are purses, talcum powder and lipstick, wipes, as well as combs. The man grabbed the wallet, and looked at the contents.

He pulled an ID card and read from name to status.

Anya Larasati Devi, twenty-three years old, single status, blood type B, Islam.

"Right, my difference with him is nine years, even more" muttered Setya softly. "But they thought she was my wife" he added, shaking his head.

Satisfied with the contents of the bag, now very presumptuous he intends to open his phone. But it can't be opened because Anya locked it with a password.

Several times Setya tried to open with various combinations of numbers including Anya's birth date which he saw in the ID card, but not also successfully, until the screen showed indications of low battery. He sighed softly and finally gave up before going out and would bring a bag and cell phone to his room.

After praying in the room, Setya again broke down and his consciousness again vanished in the dream swallow.

Slowly Anya opened her eyes and circulated the gaze around the corner. Netraya caught Setya who was still asleep on the long sofa near the bed, in a condition still wearing a sarong.

That sight, a split second made Anya's heart beat extremely fast. Swallowing the saliva, he tried to normalize his crazy heartbeat.

As seconds passed, he felt pain in his back and upper right arm. Very slowly he tried to get up to sit down to take drinking water.

But his efforts were in vain because of the pain and pain of the former stitches so felt.

Hearing a noise from the direction of the bed, Setya wriggled and stretched a little and turned his eyes towards Anya.

"You're sober? Why not wake me up?" he said as he got up and approached him.

"Your hood is dirty"

Silent for a few moments.

"S-I'm thirsty sir" he said without looking at Setya.

"Ok, I'm helping you drink"

With Setya's help, Anya slowly sipped her drink using a straw.

Their distance was this close, the hearts of the two seemed to be racing against each other beating the clockwork. After doing that, Setya put his glass back on the nightstand next to the bed.

"I call the nurse first yes" he said later.

"Wait" Prevent Anya when Setya is about to leave.

Setya turned around complete with a shriveled forehead.

"Yes?"

"En-not so" said Anya nervously.

Setya set foot back to the door. Two seconds later, Anya called him back.

"Setya sir"

He who was about to turn the door knob, snarled in doing because his ears caught Anya's voice.

"What's wrong, do you need anything?" he asked as Setya turned his face back

"Have careful"

Hearing Anya's words, the Setya Reflek tightened his jaw and tried to swallow his saliva. The heart inside was as if it was in a struggle

"Yes"

"Mobile" muttered Anya as she recalled the incident last night.

"I have to tell Mr. Khansa about their plans that will harm him and his family"

"But where did my phone go, did it fall? Oohh don't, if my phone falls, it's all over. There are many pictures of me and mbak Khansa. Yesterday also had a selfie with Vita"

"No"

Suddenly the door opened.

"Why are you, how pale?" Ask Setya.

"Mom's okay?" this time the sister asked.

"S-me_"

"I check ya ma'am, don't move much first, new mom oprasi"

"Yes the nurse"

In her heart, Anya actually cursed the nun who called her mother, but she did not dare to protest because it would look ridiculous and indeed not important to discuss.

"Wait for the doctor's examination ma'am"

"Yes"

"I'll excuse you"

After the sister's departure, Anya saw Setya who was standing by folding her hands on her chest.

"Why Mr. Setya is smiling"

"On call aunty just don't want, this is even called mother"

"Yes, am I that old?"

"If you can be honest" Setya said with a serious highlight. "You do look like mothers with one child"

Hearing Setya's sentence, Anya's eyes immediately glanced sharply at Setya.

"Don't look at it, your eyes are almost out of place"

"Setya's mocking me?"

"No"

"Then what was it?"

"Just think"

Anya responds to Setya's rebuttal by pursing her lips.

"Sir"

"Yes"

"Did you see my phone?"

"Why?"

"Not left at Rendi's house right?"

"Why is that?"

"On my phone there are many photos of me and mbak Khansa. There's a picture of me too and Vita yesterday, if it falls there it's dangerous"

"Your phone's on, but the batrenya's out"

"Thank God" Anya said as she took a deep breath.

Seriate