
Anas is done preparing his wares. Cantika helped the man. His wife stood next to him to pay attention.
"Mas, teach me how to serve buyers! I want to know how much it's worth."
"Can, it's easy. It depends on the buyer's order as well. Which way, use whatever. One serving of rice is about two to three cloves. Just watch how I do it."
Anas served his first buyer. And his wife was watching carefully.
Ehmmm, the point should be to know how much the ratio. Others can adjust. If I can handle a buyer who likes that fad.
Cantika smiled grinning. His intention besides wanting to help, also to keep the restless mothers from her husband.
"I want two packs of egg pack together, use sambel bit." Said one of the women.
"Ok, wait a minute, ma'am!" Cantika who serves the buyer. His facial expression was ordinary, not judes but also unfriendly.
Anas smiled seeing his wife so enthusiastically helping. And the women giggled at Anas' neck, which was filled with red marks.
"As Anas sucked dracula?" tease one of them.
Cantika pouted looking at him sharply. Damn, I said dracula!
Anas smiled with a look. His hands rubbed his nape. He has now lost his face.
"Nas, what's your neck scraping?"
"Wihhhh, the ma'am is the same. What do you guys hit each other red like that?"
Cantika smiled cynically, "Mom-mother, this is a sign of love and belonging. So people won't forget we're husband and wife." That woman is still childish.
"How many packs do you want?" Anas tried to divert their minds.
The mothers left after getting their orders.
"Next time don't make a stamp on the neck! It's a shame." Say Anas while rubbing his neck.
"Not to be ashamed, so all women will not forget that this Mas is my husband."
"Where they may forget, you're there."
"There are some who forget, for example he." Cantika pointed towards the dimpled girl with the corner of her eyes.
Anas looked at the street in front of his house. He somewhat shouted at the girl who was walking slowly with her head down. "Mir, where are you going?"
Mira stopped her steps when she heard the man's voice. Slowly he looked from a distance. "I'm going to the shop." After looking at the woman next to Anas, he looked down again.
"Wouldn't buy yellow rice first?" ask the man.
"Tomorrow it may be. Excuse me, Mas..." He was still looking down and about to step.
Cantika immediately ran towards him until again Mira stopped. "Sister-in-law, wait!"
The girl turned her head, "What's the matter?"
Cantika grinned while shaking her hands to her face. "Why is it so hot in the morning?"
Mira frowned, "Hot?" Bizarre, the weather is cold.
"But I'm so sultry yeah, my neck is sweaty..." He rubbed his neck that was actually dry, not a single drop of sweat there.
Mira gawked at the woman's neck which was filled with kiss marks. Anas approached them and stood beside his wife.
Cantika cheated, not liking the hospitality of her husband to other women.
"No, next time."
Just another time, mending he no longer need to nongol in front of Mas Anas.
Cantika pouted looking at Mira. But a moment later, he smiled as his silly idea popped up. Cantika pretended to be anxious. Her hands held her husband's face and neck.
"Ouch, Mas. Are you sick again? How'd you feel like you were hot?"
"No, I'm fine."
"Let's go in the house! I don't want you to get sick anymore."
"I'm not sick, baby." said Anas.
The deg! Mira's heart is breaking. The kiss mark that was scattered on the necks of the two people, and Anas who called Cantika affectionately, had really disturbed his heart. What does that mean if they have truly lived a happy married life? It seems they love each other now.
Cantika hooked her hand on Anas's arm. And the two men left the girl who was now in tears.
***
Mira turned around. He did not continue his steps to his destination. He'll be back home soon. The girl hurriedly entered the room without caring for her mother who called. Mira chose to lock herself in the room.
His mother banged on the door quite loudly because Mira was not yet willing to respond. "Mir, where are the eggs and salt? Didn't you buy it?"
Mira did not answer. She was in tears of pain. His chest was so tight after witnessing the intimacy of Anas and Cantika. Why does he have to marry another woman? Mira was willing to be called a spinster just to wait for Anas to propose to her. There were many men he rejected. Either expressing love directly or through his mother's father. Many times arranged even Mira always refused on the grounds not ready for family.
But all that was in vain when Anas married Cantika. A beautiful and charming city girl. Isn't this unfair? Mira who first knew and was with Anas even though he was just friends. Even he was so memorized what was the man's favorite. He should have been more deserving and entitled to be his wife.
"Mira, what's wrong with you? I'm worried.." said the woman behind the door.
"I'm not feeling well so don't go to the shop." Mira replied in a somewhat raucous voice.
"So let me just go to the store all to the Pharmacy. You just take a break!"
I don't need medicine, Mom. I just want my feelings to go away. I want to forget Mas Anas. It hurts so much to always see them together so affectionately.
From now on Mira will have to go to great lengths to bury the man's name. But is he capable of it?
***
Elsewhere, Anas and his wife were alone on the porch. Sit next to each other holding hands. Stare at each other and smile. Every now and then the man*c*p his wife's delicate hand.
"Well, how would you feel if Mira loved you?"
Anas chuckled, "What ridiculous question is that? Mira just thinks I'm a friend."
"What if she really wants to be your wife?" His face is serious.
"It's even more awkward...Don't think about anything unimportant! All you have to remember is that I only love you. You're first and last." Anas rubbed his wife's cheek gently.
"I believe in you, Mom. But there is a fear of loss. Afraid that another woman might want to take my place as your wife."
"Don't be afraid! I'll never let there be a third person in our relationship."
Cantika smiled as she nodded. He will do the same. She will be all her might against the obstacles and storms that might hit her marriage.