The Cost of Trust

The Part 120

"Thank you Abah Umi, we've got ngijininen here!" said mas Aziz say goodbye.

"Yes, equally. Next time, Dian. Umi seneng if rame gini."

"God willing Mi!"

"We say goodbye Bah, Umi!", Aziz kissed Fai's parents' hands. I followed him too.

"Assynnya!"

"Getishalam."

Aziz and I walked out of the living room into the garage.

"Fai gave me the keys to the car, which car?", asked Aziz confused. How not to be confused? Not just five cars, there were ten cars lined up in his garage.

"Stay at the key remote puller aja mas, which sounds."

The best solution is like that.

Once in the press, one reads.

"That's the deck?!" Aziz pointed to a car whose lights were on. Basic sultan, this car so much, but a great hobby riding a motorbike. Really mubadzir! Inner Aziz.

I carried Diaz, Aziz opened the door for me.

"Mas, I'm behind you, right?", I asked.

"Oh, you want to be in the back? It's okay!"

I chose the back so I could straighten my legs.

After Aziz closed my door, suddenly Fai entered and sat beside Aziz.

"Lho's? Lo what?"

"Take me to school!"

"Lo many cars, just choose. Why am I anterine?"

"Udah ah, the hunt. I'm late!"

"Well! Basic rese Lo!"

Although mengedumel, Aziz mas still run the car.

"Dian...!" call Fai.

"Why?", I asked.

"You...it's fine right?", asked Fai hesitantly. Aziz tries to focus on driving. He tries to understand Fai's concern for his wife. Of jealousy? Yes, yes, but as much as possible Aziz could hold. Also, thanks to Fai , Aziz knew the truth.

"Alhamdulillah. Sorry about last night!", I said slowly.

"What?"

"I reflex to return your embrace. That shouldn't be. I must have made my husband jealous!"

Fai looked towards Aziz. His mischievous intentions also appear because of seeing the mimic changes of Aziz's face.

"I even mingled Di, able to hug you again. When will the opportunity come again. Isn't it Ziz?", Fai's fishing rod.

"Hum...!" that was Aziz's answer.

Suddenly Fai's phone rang. The micas?

Geez Mika, last night I forgot to tell her after I got home.

[Assalamualaikum Mica?]

[Walaikumsalam mas.]

[Sorry, I forgot last night when I got home]

[It's nothing. Oh,ee. Fai is busy?]

[It's about to go to school]

[Owh.yeah, be careful my future husband].

Fai put on his smile.

"Why do you feel that?" asked Aziz.

[That's rich Aziz mas voice huh mas?]

[Yes, like Abah's asking them to go]

[Owh that. Gini mas, if there is time..we can not meet?]

[When and where?]

[That's.my stepfather died. Can you get me?]

[Innalilahi wa innailaihi Raji. When's Mika?]

[Semalem, but only from Singapore this morning.]

[Oh, I'm actually also cursing. But yes, you tell me the address]

[Home is not so far from Aziz's house]

[I mean]

[The large house at the intersection of Deket mas Aziz mas house ]

[Om Kendra you mean Mika?]

Fai looked towards Aziz. Aziz was confused.

[Yes. Not really known, just met a few times. Are you there?]

[Otw get there mas]

[Yes, I'll see you there!]

[Yes, assalamualaikum]

[Ofishing.]

The conversation with Mika is over. Now, Fai's calling the school. He was allowed no more teaching.

"Go to the house Lo aja Ziz. I'm not going to school!"

"Why?"

"Dians...Aziz, it turns out Kendra's wife.Mama Mika!"

"Huh? Aunt Selly...ma mika mas?", I am no less surprised. I thought, Kendra and Aunt Selly didn't have any children. The world is so narrow.

"Gue knows Kendra's lawyer, but I don't know her!"

"Well, what do you want acquaintances now? He doesn't exist!", said Fai .

"So we meet mika there?", I asked.

"Lo Anterin, I'll go there. You take Dian home with Diaz. Not good, bring a little son of a bitch. "

"Yes boss.iya! I feel like a personal driver!"

"Once in a while Ziz!"

Not felt, the journey to the house is almost finished. Mas Fai had already descended first in front of that magnificent house. From far away it was seen Mika who waved her hand at Fai.

"We go straight home?", I asked.

"Yes, nitip Diaz first to Mama."

"okay!"

Because our house is not too far away, in a matter of minutes our car has arrived in front of the house. Eits, that's exactly the Fai car we borrowed.

Diaz I put it in the box.

"Where are you going?"

"Dear, you're home?" asked Mama.

"Yes ma, just now!"

"You're okay, aren't you?"

"It's fine, Ma!"

"Same Mama Imah, same Dadan maj fittings clothes at the mama's boutique in Sunter Di."

"Owh....!"

"Where's diaz? bobo huh?"

"yes ma, wake up at the most."

"Concidentally, you take me to the boutique can ya Di? Mama opened the fridge, you're still in stock!"

"Yes, but wait for Diaz to wake up. Dian sama mas Aziz also want to takziah to go ahead there."

"Ready on!"

shortly after, Diaz cried.

"Wake up, Mama, take it!"

"Yes ma!"

Mama also brought Diaz, did not forget the milk bag and change of clothes I prepared.

"Where is ma?"

"At the same kiosk Dadan may. You just rest first. Where's the aziznya?"

"Ke kiosk is also rich Ma",.

"Yes, my mom is staying."

"Yes ma."

While waiting for Aziz, I lay myself in bed. I can't believe that last night my trauma came back to haunt me. Aki thought, I've completely healed. But apparently, I'm like this again.

Oh Allah....

Mas Aziz entered the room, then locked the door of our room.

"Well, is it the way?"

"Udah!", answered Aziz briefly and sat down beside me.

"Mas.I'm sorry!"

"The one who should be apologizing, I shouldn't have to yell at you like last night."

I got up from my bed, and hugged my husband.