The Cost of Trust

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"Diandra hasn't come out yet Hayu?", said Aziz.

"It's been a while, but it looks like Diaz's deck wants to bobo. It was a bit finicky" replied Hayu.

"Where is Faiz?", asked Aziz again.

"Watch the television in my room, sorry if I'm sassy."

"It's okay, if you want to watch at home is also okay. Yes, I entered first Mayu!", Aziz prepared to return home.

"Mas...!", call Hayu.

Aziz turned his body.

"Why is Hayu?"

"Mbak Dian hasn't told me anything like Aziz yet?"

"What's the story about?"

"Oh, yes it is. Not to be."

Hayu also returned to lower his gaze.

"What... about your previous identity?"

Hayu's face lifted.

"So..mbak Dian...?"

"Yes, Dian told me. Sorry, I don't recognize Hayu at all."

"Sorry mas.sorry...for my behavior at that time!"

"It's Hayu, forget it. It's just the past, and nothing ever happens between us, right?"

Again Hayu nodded slowly.

"Oh yeah, it looks like my friend will be here. If he comes with me inside, please just call me!"

"Yes, um."

"I'm in Mayu!"

"Yes, please!"

Hayu also returned to tidying up his merchandise in the storefront.

****

I was hanging clothes when Aziz came through the kitchen. Yes, the kitchen door is more often touched compared to the living room door.

"Darling!", Aziz struggled spoiled on my shoulder.

"Assalamualaikum mas..!", I quipped.

"Getishalam."

Cup, friendly kiss landed on my cheek.

"Still in the morning!", I said trying to take off his embrace.

"Emang why? It's late afternoon, it's legal, right?"

"Yes.iya.!", I chose to give up.

"You didn't continue to have breakfast. It was just a little early this morning?"

"No ah, uh.but deck. If you want instant noodles, can't you?"

"Hem, instant noodles anyway? My cooking today is bad? Is it not good?"

"Not the deck, I want to eat noodles. I have not eaten noodles for a long time, please make it baby.!", Aziz began to spoiled.

"Yes.iya.iya.i made, but beware yes. Nyelesein sun first."

"Ready madam! If it's ripe, please call!"

"Yes, yeah....!"

Immediately I finish my clothesline so as soon as possible can make instant noodles something request brother.

Not until ten minutes, instant noodles Aziz mas order was ready.

"Mas, this is Mateeng's noodles!"

"Yes a minute."

Mas Aziz walked to the dining table after he had seen Diaz who was actually asleep in his box .

"Temenin mas eat dong dek!", said Aziz.

"Yes!", I sat on the bench next to him. Mas Aziz so enjoyed his instant noodles.

"Oh yes forgot, then my mom said to Surabaya. Mbak Imah cravings crust telor mas."

"Mbak Imas cravings? Alhamdulillahot. But, why would you want food here anyway? Is it far from Jakarta Surabaya? Didn't you see that in Surabaya?!"

"Maybe in Surabaya there are those who sell gold, but usually pregnant people are unique. This mending mas is just the crust of Jakarta eggs, try if you ask for rice kebeli typical Arab, it's difficult mama nyarinya!"

"Yes yes hehehe but Alhamdulillah yes.when you were pregnant Diaz not to bother so yes !"

"Bother?"

"Eh, not what I mean by that. Your request is not strange."

"Yes, being able to get through difficult times is enough to drain your energy."

Mas Aziz stopped eating because it was finished.

I took the clutch and the glass Aziz used to eat. I wash immediately so that I do not have a laundry dependant.

From behind Aziz hugged me.

"Honey.mas sorry!", mas Aziz kissed my shoulder.

I'm silent. Choose to continue washing the former Aziz mas.

Once again, Aziz tightened his arms from behind.

"Mas knows, you've made it through it all. For the sake of our children, for the sake of our household. Thousands of apologies, will not be able to make your heart intact like the old deck!"

Ih, why so melow like this anyway?

"Udah ah mas, I want to continue another job."

"What else is it?"

"Nyetrika mas. mumpung Diaz has not woken up."

"Sir, we just look for art yes. let's not bother".

''I can still do it."

"Dian..ku...my dear!", again the mas peeped my cheek.

"Mas, look out ah.!", I said that it was getting uncomfortable because Aziz's fingers had been traveling.

"Just a second deck, not so good!", Aziz turned me over. He snuggled with my lips. Enjoying her full of tenderness.

Ever since I opened my heart back at that time, somehow Aziz mas seems to be present with a new soul. He always wanted that 'thing' with me. If you remember that time, he often even rejected me subtly when I asked for my rights.

Mas Aziz seemed dissatisfied******, he now grabbed my waist so that our body tighter. Mas Aziz didn't want to give me a second's pause until finally the sound of the bell stopped our activities.

"Astagfirullah!!!", cried out Imah who suddenly came through the kitchen door.

Automatically, Aziz released his pagutan. I was embarrassed, as if we were nervous because of perverted scenes.

"Have you come home, Mah?", I asked nervously. Unlike the Aziz mas which looks relaxed. He even wiped my lips because there was a waste from our Saliva.

"Udah from earlier anyway, maap ya ..ganggu fitting again the sharks!" said Imah cengengesan.

"Open mah orange?", I asked.

"Udu Orange Mbak Di. The orange! The orange is dalem!", explains Ema. My face suddenly blushed.

"People are happy!", said Aziz.

"Well, anyways, you guys have no room, no kiss in the kitchen!"

"As far as I dong, this is my home. Want a kiss in the kitchen, in room , in the loft cake, free-for-all right?"

"Huh! Yes..iya..!", levitate faith.

"Where is Farhan?", ask .

"Thank God be good, Farhan came with us. This is mbak, Bogor plywoodnya for us to coffee together ntar ya!"

"Concidentally, there will be a friend here. "

"Who are your friends?"

"Doctor dammar."

"Oh..kirain who."

"Yes yes, let's go ahead first."

"Yes there." After Imah came out, Aziz told me to sit on the sofa in the television room.

"Oh yes mas, you have not told me why mas Fai can get here?"

Aziz also told everything from the beginning of Fai with Abah and Damar including himself who chatted yesterday. The story of the damar did not escape from our chat.