The Cost of Trust

The Part 246

After ending a group video call with his best friends, Dadan only realized that his beloved wife was not beside him.

"Where is Neng tea?!", muttered Dadan.

Dadan got out of his bed out of the room. His feet stepped towards the kitchen, sure enough his beautiful wife was holding a cup of tea that seemed to have cooled down.

Slowly Dadan approached Imah. Pat her gently with the wife's shoulder.

"Astagfirullah!", Imah jumped.

"Sorry Neng, AA ngagetin huh?", asked Dadan then sat next to Imah.

She did not answer the question from her husband.

"Darling....are you still angry Hem?", asked Dadan while rubbing the head of Imam. But Imah immediately brushed it off.

"Hey.neng his AA nu geulis tea. Take wae oruh!"

Dadan rubbed his wife's arm slowly which still silenced her.

Dadan sighed. Like her, Imah is still very powerful when Dadan has tried to apologize to her.

"Miss? AA kudu kumaha deui atuh?", asked Dadan while looking at Imah. Imah herself does not want to answer questions from Dadan. He himself doesn't know what to do. On the one hand, she knows her responsibilities towards her husband but on the other hand she can't necessarily cheat on people who have been kind to her all this time before marrying Dadan.

"Well, Imah and Mak lived separately. At a minimum, we rarely meet so no longer fight A. And you don't need to be confused who you want to side with!", said Imah calmly.

"O Allah! Why do you have such thoughts?", Dadan's voice rose. This makes Mak a little disturbed because Mak's room is near the dining table.

"Where is it like Neng!"

"A.sorry Imah just wants to calm down A. I don't want Mak every day to see emotions. Kasian Mak's high blood is still."

Mak heard carefully the quarrel of the child and his daughter-in-law.

"That's exactly Neng, you should just give up Mak. Approaching Mak. Not even away so dear?"

"Mah is not meant to move away from A. Imah only maintain the stability of the health of Mak. Let Mak not the same emotions Imah because Imah is not pregnant."

She left the dining table and went to their room. Dadan followed his wife. Inside the room, Mak ponders over what his son-in-law has to say. In the middle of the night, his son and daughter-in-law were quarrelling because of his desire to have a grandchild soon. Though she herself felt what it was like when people around her railed against her who almost five years never pregnant Dadan. And right now, Imah is in that position. The only difference is the quantity of time. Just got married last month. Mak shouldn't demand descent from her. The child is the sustenance of Allah, why force it?

In the room, the quarrel continued....

"Miss? Dengerin Aa!", Dadan held both of his wife's emotional shoulders.

"What else is A? Is it wrong again?", asked Imah in a trembling voice.

"Not that.not Neng! Dengerin Aa yes, separating the house will actually complicate everything dear. How would you like to familiarize yourself with Mak if you were far away?"

"At least Imah does not need to hear Mak who demands Imah immediately have children. I also want to have a child A. But Imah can not mean Gusti Allah to give a moment. It also requires a calm. Please understand too. There was a time when Imah ngurusin Mak. During being mak's daughter-in-law, Ima also has met Mak's needs right? Imah just has not fulfilled Mak's wish, which is to get pregnant!", said Imah loudly.

"Astagfirullah Neng... istighfar!" said Dadan.

"Sorry a. Maybe she's not a good wife. Not the dream daughter-in-law. But Imah knows whose name is A's favor! AA can dispose of Imah at any time but not with blood relatives!"

Chest up and down. His emotions this time really exploded.

Dadan rubbed his face rough. Then sit on his bed.

"Yes Allah neng. Why do you think that, baby????"

"Why? All possibilities are A. Especially if it turns out that Imah really can not give offspring for you. Surely Imah will be in hmppttttt.....!"

Dadan silenced his wife's mouth with his. She will be a little pushy asking for her right this time even though Imah refuses her.

Breath of Imah panting in the face of sudden attacks from her husband.

"Don't resist Aa Neng's wishes! Sin!", threaten Dadan. And true, the sentence was able to make Imah bend her knees and relented to lower her ego.

"Stop being angry, AA wants you to. AA please?", Dadan tucked the hair between Dadan's ears. With resignation, Imah also obeyed the wishes of the husband.

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Different from the newlyweds. Hayu has been awake since three in the morning. Have a mandatory bath and are mengunajat to the creator.

Inexhaustible gratitude he said to the khalik. Who would have thought, now she was already the wife of someone who had damaged her in the past.

Everything is like a dream. The ingrained hatred, now melted with a word 'marriage' between him and Damar.

The age of night prayer, he unceasingly looked at the handsome husband. Seemed calm, though a look of exhaustion was clearly imprinted on his face with his eyes closed. Suddenly, Damar opened his eyes. The first time the damar saw was his angel who wore a face was staring at him. Damar throws a smile. His dimples add to the value of good looks of a Damar.

Damar rose from his sleep and sat down before the wife who was still resting on the prayer mat.

"What morning did you wake up, dear?", asked Damar.

"U'm used to it."

"But it's still three o'clock past baby, you don't have a cold shower at this hour?" asked Damar.

Hayu shook his head slowly. For some reason since marrying the late mas Royan, every hour this time Hayu woke up as if there was an alarm that built him.

"No mas. I'm used to this."

Damar was so happy to have the woman he loved.

Damar put his head on his wife's lap. Hayu was jerked for a while but before long he was able to adapt. Her right hand spontaneously rubbed her husband's head.

"I'm sorry Stev. I've hurt you so much." Damar looked up at his wife. Hayu even smiled knot.

"Don't you say sorry?" asked Hayu.

Damar shook his head slowly.

"Millions of apologies from my mouth won't be able to treat your wounds dear?!", Damar drowned his face in front of Hayu's stomach.

"But I've forgiven you. We open a new page. And in the future, try to make our relationship better. I'm not a perfect woman but why do you want me so badly? There are so many beautiful women out there waiting for you?"

Damar smiled faintly. His hand played Hayu's left hand.

"Because when I decided to part with you back then, I promise. Will not open the door of my heart to anyone but you."

"If we are not met again as we are now, how?"

"Mas chose to live alone."

"Why can you think like that, instead of Mika long after you?"

"Yes. But to me, Mika is just a sister. Her cheerful and unyielding figure but still could not melt my feelings. The affairs of the heart cannot be forced!"

"Yes mas. Mending now you take a bath. Still have a night of prayer."

"Hemmmm... later on the morning prayer dear. Can you?"

"Mas ..!", Hayu noses her husband.

"Let's go home, before we go home we stop by the hospital first."

"You have a morning practice?"

"No, afternoon. But. mas wants us to consul to Lala's doctor."

"The obstetrician who was working with Dian yesterday."

"Why did the consul go to Lala's doctor?"

"Plan for junior amar baby."

"You're just weird. We just did it last night. Time to check?"

"Not a prick, dear, just a consul! Want it?", persuaded Damar.

"Yes, but Daddy's saying yes."

"Yes dong darling. Come on!!", bring the dammar.

"But mas.....?!", Damar opened the face of Hayu. Next..damar returned to work on his land.

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The sun is rising at the east end. I blinked my eyes for a moment. My body feels better than yesterday. I saw Diaz's box was empty. Similarly, Aziz mas is not in the room.

I walked slowly to the bathroom. Clean yourself up before you leave the room .

Ten minutes passed, I had replaced my negligee with a home-grown robe but no hijab.

I also came out of my room. Though slowly, I was able to reach the kitchen. I saw that Neng tea was busy making breakfast.

"Lho, um Di? How is the road anyway? Is it still sick?", asked Teh Neng then hurriedly approached me.

"I'm getting better with tea. What cooking drops? Diaz where is it?"

"Only fried rice mbak Di. Unfortunately, rice was not spent last night. Mending in fried rice."

"Yes tea."

"Den Diaz and Aziz are in front, so have a chat with Ujang mbak."

"Heumm. I woke up so bad."

"Maclum is mbak, it hurts again. No prayers, right?"

"Yes, it's tea!"

Soon enough, Aziz came to take Diaz in his carrier.

"Are you awake, baby?" asked Aziz, peeping at the top of my head.

"Why don't you wake me up? I'm sorry, am I??" I said manyun. Diaz immediately asked for my rights. His mouth immediately looked to the source of his thirst.

"What a thirst for Yaz?", joked Aziz, who was now sitting in front of me. I responded with a smile.

"Breakfast mas, mbak...!"

"Feed Tea. Em...kang Ujang already brought tea?"

"The cook was at Ma'am's house."

"owh.yes."

"I'm sorry to go back. Dry the clothes first. Den Diaz is still Mimi Asi, right?"

"Tea nyuci too?", I asked.

"It's okay mbak. Kan den Diaz is also a henchman with the same mother."

"Kasian Neng tea. I'm tired of shitting Diaz in addition to taking care of the house ."

"Mbak Di mah that very, very calm. A little bit of fun to help here."

"Thank you for tea...."

"Sama-sama."

Teh neng also retreat to the place to dry clothes.

"Mas, the salary of tea neng addin atuh!"

"It's easy it's the deck!" Aziz said as he ate the fried rice.

"Hem.okay then."

"Sir, I'm going to dwp."

"I'm coming?"

"No. You're home first. Rest."

Mas Aziz rubbed my head.

"What's up in DWP?"

"Many files to check Dek. Later if there is something you need to sign, bring the file home."

"Hem. yeah."

"Mas and Julian are also going to the police station. Want to make a report on your case yesterday deck."

"Should as soon as possible Tah mas? But...Sharen's gonna marry me? Kasian, if Ronald's in jail, what about Sharen?"

"who wants to marry Sharen to Julian. No how about it."

"But mas.....?"

"Stop deck. I know you're very good, but please. This time, you are realistic! Not every crime is done with just an apology!"

I only think about how Sharen would feel if he got married without his father.

"Now, don't think of the macem. Mas and Julian will finish it."

I nodded obediently.

"Oh yes, can I open a kiosk? Our customers are Masian."

"But you're tired of the deck."

"No mas. I'm just sitting. If you are tired, just close it."

"Can. But promise, if tired of the stalls close! Because your health is more important now."

"Yes, um."

At seven o'clock in the morning, Aziz leaves for DWP. He had already made an appointment with Julian to meet at the DWP office.

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I opened our stall. Tea neng also accompanied me to open a welcome stall guarding Diaz. Sure enough, my customers were waiting for it to turn out.

Not the nominal money that I prioritize from this kiosk, but I also want to help those who need services and goods from my stall. Because big things start small, right?????