The Cost of Trust

Malu

Aziz

*****

I came out of the room when Dian turned her body towards the wall. Let it be, slowly I'm sure Dian will open her heart again for me. I remember the incident when Lili tried to bully me by trying to upload the video to social media. Unfortunately, he lost quickly to me. I've been predicting all day, he'll definitely throw another tantrum.

I asked Adam to remove the video from Lili's phone while she was off guard.

Turns out....Adam was once in a position like me. So.. it turns out Lili is a woman who likes to adventure with people's husbands.

The day after tomorrow, I'll go to the doctor. Checking myself out, I'm just worried that I have the disease because lilies like to change partners.

I brew a cup of coffee to refresh my brain. The wall clock is still ticking, the new clock shows the number 3 past 17 minutes. It's still enough daylight for Diandra to rest. Anyway, ever since I found out she was pregnant the more here I saw she was getting thinner and her face was pale. Choosing to resign from the office I think the right decision. In addition to avoiding Lili and maintaining Diandra's health has also been included in my priority list, I want to open a store/counter phone on the home page.

Insign funds to make the stall and merchandise was enough.

Oh.iya, how are you. Haven't heard from him in a long time. I tried to call my mom. Twice the ring, mama raised her.

"assalamualaikum ma, where's mom going? hard phone calls." I grumbled.

"Walaikumsalam.sorry Ziz, mama out of town."

"wowh.", that's all that came out of my mouth.

"Where's Dian? healthy right?" ask mama again.

"Alhamdulillah." I replied

"Thank God then. Mama's happy to hear that."

"Alhamdulillah, we have found a bright spot. Lily did not carry my son. And. Between me and Dian, it's getting better."

"Alhamdulillah.ya Allah, please apologize to your mother Dian ya Ziz. Mama regretted doing it all this time."

"It's mah, Dian must have forgiven. My favorite daughter-in-law is a good girl who is good" I said.

"Yes, mom knows. Mama just regretted what you did all this time" he said again. The conversation was over when the mother said goodbye to meet her friend.

I'm back to focusing on my phone. After resigning yesterday, I have thought about what I will do to support Diandra and my future son.

May Allah be pleased with what I will do. I started to design a small building that I was going to make a stall in the yard. The front road of my house is quite crowded with pedestrians and vehicles .

God willing, if I open the hp pulse counter and the accessories are quite in demand. Hope so.

My home page is quite large. I forgot how long I had been struggling to design my stall until I fell asleep.

****

It's late afternoon. I got out of the room after the bath and the ashar prayer.

I saw Aziz sleeping on his dinner table with some messy paper. It turned out that he seriously wanted to open that business. I can only support it if it's a good opportunity.

I approached her. Looked at his sleeping face. Sometimes I can't believe what happened between him and Lili. Like something impossible. Unfortunately, the reality is like that. With hesitation, I touched his head. I rub it slowly. Unfortunately, his hand reflexively grabbed my hand. I thought, I've touched her as gently as possible. He can still feel my touch.

"You've woken up deck?" sweep it with my eyes without letting go of my hand.

"As you can see", I replied as I tried to take off his grip.

Instead of being released, she pulled me to sit on her lap. I was unprepared, finally sitting in front of him.

Our eyes clashed with each other. For a few seconds my eyes did not turn from his face. But a moment later, I could control myself.

I immediately got up from his lap. But , again he pulled me.

"Awas mas!", I'm on a thrashing charge.

"Here you go, here. Accompany mas!", he put his chin on the overdraft of my neck. Her warm breath made my hair stand up.

He smiled at his neat teeth. Occasionally my shoulders are crushed open because inside the house is not wearing a hijab.

"Mas.", I said again.

"Just a moment.aja deck. A minute!" he said again without heeding my words.

"You'll make the design again, just finish it first. If I'm here, when will it be!?"

"You want to help? Any ideas for our kiosk candidates?"

"Not my field!" I said while trying to stand up.

"Udah ih.sini aja. Is it hard sitting here the same? Did you bite him? Don't you?"

"Gigit no, ngeganjel doank. I'm uncomfortable, not comfortable!" I said ketus. Seconds.two seconds.mas Aziz.

"But laugh again. No release?!"

Aziz was still laughing. I am so happy to laugh at something that is not funny.

"You're so funny on deck. Yes, yes, it also does not work" he said .

"Ga wants ah ..awas.I want to make a drink."I reasoned.

"Alesan is a 'em !" he said while releasing me from his arms .

'From that cake' murmured. I rose from his lap to the kitchen. I turned on the stove to attack the water. I open the top cupboard, I can't find any tea. I really want to drink tea.

"What's the deck looking for?" said mas Aziz who suddenly wrapped his hands around my stomach.

"What the hell mas," I said, lowering his hand.

"Don't you ask, what do you want?"

"From tea." I answered briefly.

"His stok is out deck. I forgot to tell you. If so, we shop for the needs of the house to the supermarket. The other kitchen was also exhausted" he said.

"Oh.yes okay."

"Mas, change clothes. Just pack a car, afraid of the rain" he said as he passed.

I finally turned off the stove. Following Aziz to the room. When I opened the door I saw Aziz was opening his shirt. I, surprised, turned my eyes the other way. From the tail of my eyes, I knew he was laughing at me. I walked towards the closet specifically for my hijab.

I choose a color that matches the clothes I wear. Tidying up for a while, suddenly Aziz was behind me again.

"Astagfirullah.", I cried when I accidentally retreated to hit him.

"Be careful dong deck!"

"You're finally there, why!" I said ketus.

"You ngagetin you, uh.not yet in kagetin was startled first."

"Ga funny!", I said glaring towards the nightstand. I opened the drawer and took my bag and wallet.

"That's not funny! You are funny." said Aziz.

"You mean what did you say that? Now I'm looking like a cute ugly fat.", my story.

"Not that deck. You're funny, look at me wearing a surprise shirt. You forget, when you ask for your rights" he said smiling.

"IIihh. Let's go!", I said. Embarrassed? is yes. Long ago, before the tempest occurred I aggressively asked for my rights. Now, I am just as if ogah is exercising my rights and obligations.

Aziz laughed behind me. We also headed to the supermarket.