The Choice of My Husband

The Choice of My Husband
CHAPTER 12



After class, Akhsan and Arzan approached Moza. Moza had just finished packing.


"Kuy we go to the cafeteria, this time I want to treat you guys anyway" Akhsan asked while patting his chest softly. Moza and Arzan nodded while tailing behind Akhsan.


Arriving at the cafeteria, Aksan ordered baso and orange ice while Arzan ordered fried bananas and coffee. "What do you want to eat, Mo?" ask Akhsan.


Unknowingly Moza replied "Gue pepun rujak who really has to have his mangoes are asemic"


Akhsan and Arzan gawked


"Why are you two? the persambet?!" moza exclaimed at Arzan and Akhsan's daydream, then they both shook their heads slowly.


"Well, how strange is it to find a rujak? usually also pesen intel same fresh iced tea" replied Aksan who had memorized Moza's favorite.


"Seger know at this hour eat rujak" cried Moza.


Arzan and Akhsan's order was served on the table, suddenly Moza felt nauseous because he smelled the scent of baso in front of him.


"What the fuck is this, instead of me the most fond of the same baso, what else the smell of the aroma of baso in the canteen yesterday will be so good. Is this one of those cravings?" moza murmured in the heart. Moza immediately moved from her seat "Gue wants to go to the toilet first yes" said Moza as she ran to the toilet.


"Moza why Zan? is he sick?" aksan asked while chewing the baso in his mouth.


"Maybe catch a cold, I'll catch a cold again" replied Arzan sure.


Well, that's how they both think that Moza is sick to catch a cold, understand them guys who are still in their 20s.


In the girls' toilet


"Hueeeeeek" Moza wiped her lips with Tisue. Then took his phone, immediately called Luna.


"Yes hello, Madam" Luna replied briefly.


"Can you pick me up at the college now, Lun? I feel nauseous with the scent of baso sampe lemes gini" Moza said in a slightly trembling voice.


Luna who had just arrived in Bandung immediately panicked, because she heard the voice of her employer who looked weak. "I just got to Bandung, ma'am. Did I call Mr. Farid to pick you up"


"Yes, continue with your business. Later I ask to take home with Arzan" said Moza while ending his conversation with Luna.


Moza immediately headed to where he had been sitting, lucky that Akhsan quickly finished his bass.


"Zan... I asked for anterin to come home, right? I happened to not bring a motorbike, it was in between Luna" said Moza while sitting, taking mineral water at the table and drinking it until the remaining half.


"Aren't you feeling well, Mo?" asked Arzan innocently, but it was clear that Moza's face was a little pale.


"It's not really that sensitive of Loe Zan!" yelling Akhsan while punching slowly towards the left shoulder of Arzan.


"Yes, maybe last night I stayed up to watch a movie" Moza replied slowly.


Then Aksan thrust his car keys towards Arzan "Nih, hunt gih anterin Moza"


"Does it, I'm riding an Arzan motorbike" Moza exclaimed, pulling a backpack on Arzan's back.


"But if you're why-why?!" exclaim Aksan really worried as a good friend certainly did not have the heart to see Moza overheated riding a motorcycle with his current condition.


"Yes, really, I'm a gapapa kok" Moza assured Aksan.


"Yaudah, you wear my jacket so I don't overheat" Arzan said as he removed the jacket he was wearing, then thrust towards Moza.


"But.." cried Moza. Not finished he spoke Arzan said "Just relax, the jacket was just yesterday I washed. It still smells"


"Thank you" said Moza then wearing a jacket that was thrust Arzan just now.


"We say goodbye first, Bro" said Arzan while shaking hands with Aksan.


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"Masha God, Moza. You're the first woman to make me rhythm my heart beat for whatever reason.I'm confused by my heart's current condition" Arzan said in his heart.


While Moza implied "What kind of feeling is this? why does it feel like the first time I felt when I first met with Mas Irsyad"


"Tiiiiin" the sudden sound of the motor horn shocked them. Arzan immediately started the engine. Moza was already sitting piggybacking on Arzan's bike.


At a gas station near the Arzan campus stopped, refueling for his motorbike. Accidentally Arzan nudged Moza's hand, he felt Moza's hand was so cold. Moza clasped Arzan's clothes firmly. Then Arzan felt that Moza's condition was getting worse.


"I don't mind if suppose you want to hug me rich gini" while wrapping Moza's hands to her waist. Moza just fell silent, then hugged Arzan's waist tightly. Arzan's heart was beating fast. "I'm sure you can hold on, Mo" exclaimed Arzan softly, his left hand rubbing Moza's hand so as not to feel so cold.


Arriving at Moza's house, Arzan wakes Moza up slowly. Moza opened his eyes and then got off the bike. Just three steps away, it was dark, and Moza collapsed unconscious. Immediately Arzan lifted Moza's body leaning against the chair in front of the porch of his house. Then look for the house keys in his backpack. Immediately opened the door, carrying Moza towards her room.


After laying Moza's body on her bed, Arzan placed the back of her right hand on Moza's forehead. "The body is very hot" cried Arzan. Then immediately step into the kitchen to take the tap water and also wash his handkerchief. Arzan painstakingly compresses Moza. Arzan was confused between choosing to leave or keep waiting until Moza realized. Finally he chose to wait until Moza realized, but he was about to wait on the porch of Moza's house. He always remembered messages from his father and mother.


Arzan got up from his seat, but suddenly Moza's hand pulled Arzan's.


"Don't go, don't stay with me" exclaimed the delirious Moza, in her dream pulling her late husband's hand. Arzan then sat on the floor, resting his head on the edge of the bed with his hands still held tightly by Moza.


2 hours passed, Arzan overslept with the condition of his hand that was still held tightly by Moza. Slowly he let go of Moza's hand.


Moza, who was dreaming that her husband was about to let go of his hand, suddenly woke up from his dream. "Don't stay with me" exclaimed Moza reflex as she hugged Arzan tightly. Arzan's heart was beating faster. Moza clenched Arzan's body. Arzan was about to caress Moza's hair, but he quickly abandoned his intentions.


"Mo, it's me Arzan" exclaimed Arzan shrillly near Moza's right ear. For a few minutes Moza ignored Arzan's voice, and his right hand held Arzan's right cheek. Moza smiled looking at both of Arzan's eyeballs. "Don't stay with me anymore" said Moza Lirih then buried her head in Arzan's chest.


Whether Arzan's defense and stance finally faltered, Arzan returned Moza's embrace. Then rubbed off Moza's broken hair.


An hour or so, the two of them held on to each other's embrace.


"Jegreeeeg" the sound of the car door being closed from outside, Luna went home and parked her car in front of the house, because it was blocked by Arzan's motorbike.


"Waah apparently there is Arzan at home" said Luna as she stepped inside the house. His gaze traced the living room and kitchen, apparently there was not a single person in the house. " At the most while going to Bu Puspa's house" he murmured slowly. "Eeeh, the door to Ka Moza's room is open" Luna exclaimed as she walked towards Moza's room.


"Astagfirullah" cried Luna with a loud voice while covering her mouth with both hands.


Moza and Arzan wake up from the daydream.


"Lunaa" cried Arzan and Moza. "I can clear, Lun" cried Arzan while getting up and then walking towards the living room. Luna also rubbed Moza's body towards the living room.


15 minutes after the two of them explained what had really happened, it finally resolved the misunderstanding that Luna had just seen.


" Then please take Moza to the doctor, Lun" exclaimed Arzan who looked so worried.


"Definitely, take a bath later Luna Anterin Ka Moza to the doctor"


"Then I say yes" cried Arzan look clumsy staring at Moza.


"Zan.." said Moza Lirih. Arzan turned to Moza.


"Why, Mo?" answered Arzan nervously.


"I'm sorry for that, I'm also grateful because you already want to nolong and take care of me" said Moza with a meaningful smile.


"Yes, I'm sorry for that too" cried Arzan, then he left.


Moza breathed a sigh of relief.


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