The Desired Substitute

TRIANGLE FABRIC

"Finding in a common place." After that Raya turned off the phone, then put the phone in her bag.

"Bak, I'm saying yes. Want to meet with Diana," said Raya to Ana who was sorting flowers that were still fresh to put in a bucket filled with water, while the withered she will throw.

"Be careful, Ray."

"Oh yes Ma'am, do the lily order first yes, for others tomorrow I help."

"Ready Boss," Ana replied as her hand was raised to the side of the temple giving a salute.

"Greetings to Zein. Assalamualaikum."

"Wa'alaikumsalam."

In Cafe Molen 99 Raya is sitting waiting for her friends to come. The cafe is close to the campus where Raya went to college which became a hangout place for her and her two best friends. Shortly two of his sohibs also showed the trunk of his nose as well.

"Yushhh! the new manten daydreamed, "Ledek Diana who immediately sat beside Raya.

"Macem-macem is a child" replied Raya.

The gods were sitting in front of them.

"The agent used to be. I also just came so it has not been perfect pesen," said Raya.

They ended up ordering drinks as well as some snacks to accompany their chat.

"Where, how? good at not getting married? cieee is not a virgin." Diana's words just now made Raya glare while the Gods only showed her smile.

"You can't talk about it, can't you use it? shame in hearing about others." Raya was getting upset because Diana was poking her chin.

"Well, don't they know us?"

"You know dong Ray, how's it feel? People said initially it hurt but for a long time it will feel good," said Diana in a contrived voice.

"But I don't know anything. It is precisely Mas Juna who is in pain," replied Raya continued to take her drink that had just come.

After the cafe waitress left their table, Diana made a sound. "Well, numb you Ray?"

"Cocon't you talk about that? we're not here to ask the news after marriage how? depressed or miserable?" ask the God who began to be uncomfortable with the chat of the two women.

"Wheat napa Wa. I'm very much you ah," replied Diana.

The god took out an earphone from inside his small bag and then stuck it into his ear. Raya and Diana both shrugged their shoulders. "Udah cuekin. So we are free. Let's start the story." Diana interrupted.

"What story is it? Nothing happened" replied Raya.

"Seriously?!"

Raya nodded. "Kasian really is your husband. Your sins so the wife won't give."

"Ck. The longest is also the age of my marriage one year, just wait until April came home. There is nothing between us."

"Have you said that to you?"

"Say what?" tanya Raya's.

"Yes told me you changed her to be the bride."

Raya shook. "Maybe April already know from mother and father or already know from mas Juna."

That's how all sorts of stories just flow between them. God also dissolved in the chatter of his two best friends. They are friendly since sitting in High School because they are one school. While in college, he studied at the same place, even though he studied different majors. Raya himself entered the faculty of agriculture, so it is not surprising that he would rather set up a flower depot than work in his father's office. For Diana she majored in Indonesian literature, and now she has become a writer. A lot of his work has been published. As for God, he was a dentist.

"Gue unplug first. Bima has picked him up" Diana told her two best friends. "It's all you pay for, isn't it Ray?"

"Easy stuff. Be careful on the road."

Diana is out of the cafe. Raya started packing her things, so long before she paid for the food they had enjoyed that Raya did not think it turned out to be quite astonishing nominal just for a few drinks and snacks. So he decided to use the card that Juna had given him.

"Go home alone or get picked up?" ask the gods as they walk out of the cafe.

"Taxi, please" replied Raya.

"Gue anterine." The god immediately pulled Raya's hand towards her motorbike.

"If you nganterin me who's back and forth Wa. I now live in Mas Juna's unit, so it's not the same direction as your house."

The gods did not respond to the words of Raya. "Come, up."

Gods cannot be denied. Finally he obeyed. "Your motorbike is very high Wa. How I ride."

"Your hand holds my shoulder."

And finally the Kingdom managed to sit behind the Gods. The god began to drive his motorbike away from the parking area.

***

We arrived at the unit at about four in the afternoon. He planned to wash clothes because from the first he lived here he had never washed.

"Ah, I should wash my clothes first after that shower continue to cook deh."

After putting his bag in the room, he headed to the laundry room on the top floor.

"The message in the room is very neat. It turns out it was collected here. I wash all of you or split up, right?"

"Huh, okay. Because I am a good wife, I wash all of you."

Raya started removing Juna's dirty clothes in the washing machine. He began to separate the colored and white clothes. It is feared that there are clothes that easily fade, so that it can cause stains on other clothes. Although Raya is sure, Juna's clothes do not fade easily because obviously his clothes are branded all. But just in case it doesn't matter, right? Than later Raya got scorned.

While being sorted, Raya pulled a triangular black cloth before her face. "That's what!" He threw the cloth. "Should it be, too, that I wash the fabric of the triangle? why is not separated, arbitrarily mixed with other clothes," grumbled Raya.

Raya took the phone that she put not far from where she sat. He then started calling the owner's number of the triangular cloth.

"What's wrong?"

"Mas! the triangular fabric belongs to Mas, can't ya not mixed with other dirty clothes?"

"meaning?"

"I want to wash my clothes. With kindness, I want all the clothes of Mas Juna, but why should there be a third cloth anyway. I am amused. Next time don't join in with other dirty clothes. Just split it up."

Juna's face there looked hardened. "Shut up there. I'll be in the unit soon!" The phone connection was also cut off.

"Why? so weird. Not to answer 'oh yes Raya, next time I split deh' eh even play matiin aja."

With the weight of his heart and eyes half closed, he took the triangular cloth of Juna that he threw earlier. Then he started washing all the clothes.

"Well, done. Take a shower first just dry it, after that cook."

After half an hour, Juna had arrived at his unit. He moved his feet wide into his wife's room.

"Richa!" his yell.

"Raya, who had just finished bathing and getting dressed, came out of the room to hear Juna calling her, uh ralat, more precisely yelling at her.

"What's up, Mom? tumben at this hour has come home?'

"Where's my triangular cloth?" juna answered, asking.

"There is above," replied Raya while pointing at the laundry room.

Juna then grabbed Raya's hand and took her to the place designated by Raya.

"Where's the cloth?" ask Juna.

"Make what? I washed it. Tuh, it's in the clothesline."

Juna took some of his triangular cloths. "For this, you called me at the meeting?!"

"Where do you know that Mas Juna is meeting again."

"You know Ray? You are now my wife, so it is only natural for a wife to wash her husband's triangular cloth."

"But it's ticklish."

"Geli what disgust?!"

"Both. Eh."

"Geli because you're interested in it?"

"Yes." Yeah." Raya immediately rounded her eyes when she realized her answer. He patted his forehead. "Why be keceplosan gini anyway," he said in his heart.

"Let's just say you exercise, to get used to it before you see the contents," Juna said with a teasing smile. Then he attached the triangular cloth that is still moist to the face of Raya.

"Arjuna Wisesaaa!!"

TB

Why should the triangle fabric be a problem. There are many other forms of cloth, right? 😁😁

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