The star! Little Wife

Amina.

A few days after the incident Rahmi and Alif became distant. They rarely met and never even talked to each other.

''Miss is a guest!!''

Rahmi, who was reading a book in her room, wondered who was coming.

He immediately rushed down to see who was coming, could it be abby.

When he arrived at the guest room his quick steps turned into slow steps.

An elegant looking adult woman was drinking tea gracefully.

It's so much different with him. He is neither mature nor graceful but childish.

Rahmi sat down with a forced smile. He must still control his expression, even though he is not so happy with the guests who come.

''What is Aminah?''

Aminah looked at Rahmi then lowered her head slowly.

'Does he want to take Alif ....'

Rahmi throws her hand, obviously she will be hurt too sad. Although he does not love, he does not want to suffer in hell. The inner war every day sees the husband with his lover, he is reluctant to have it.

''I came just to see a girl who looked gloomy at that time, said Aminah slowly.

''But he was happy, Aminah said with a sincere smile.

''I just came ... To look around, nothing more, said Aminah extinguishing the anger in Rahmi's eyes.

''You came just to see me?'' ask Rahmi.

Aminah smiled and said softly, ''Let's befriend ...,'' he said reaching out to Rahmi.

Rahmi looked at that hand. Should she accept it, should she befriend her husband's lover.

''It turned out to be difficult huh?'' muttered Aminah slowly.

Rahmi shook her head, she shook Aminah's hand and nodded.

''Let's be friends."

Should he bet with his happiness to believe

the woman in front of him.

Rahmi thinks she can be friends with him. As long as they chatted aminah never talked about Alif. He told me a lot about his dreams.

Without feeling the time passes quickly. Aminah saw a clock in her hand that indicated the afternoon would come.

''It is time for me to go home, '' said Aminah rising from her seat.

When he opened the door, Aminah did not move at all. He nodded with a gloomy feeling. Rahmi stared from a distance.

'What will they ....'

Rahmi is afraid of the sight in front of her. Alif came home early, and when Aminah opened the door Alif was in front of her.

''Long time no see .., '' Alif grunts slowly.

''Ha.. A long time no see, said Aminah slowly. He seems reluctant to meet Alif.

Alif shifted so that Aminah could pass.

''Assalamuaalaikum,'' said Aminah stepping away.

''Waalaikumsalam,'' replied Alif

Rahmi answered slowly, she saw Alif looking at Aminah's departure.

'They still love each other, ' Rahmi said in her heart. He looked down sadly.

Maybe she will regret her whole life being friends with her husband's lover.

''What did he say?'' tanya Alif sat in front of Rahmi.

Rahmi stared in silence, she didn't want to say anything.

Rahmi chose to run into her room. She did not want to meet Alif, her heart was hurt if it had to be slapped reality from her husband directly.

Brakes.

Rahmi closed the door of her room, she locked it tightly.

Rahmi sat behind the door, crying. He thought he would love to have friends after so long. But what good would it do if that friend hurt him. Although he did not have bad intentions and sincerely wanted to make friends. Blame fate for playing him in such a way.

Maybe if he wasn't caught up in this situation, he could be good friends. But status as a wife and friend of the husband's ex-lover. He does not want to, he does not want to, his heart goes against his mind.

During the conversation, even though it feels cool, he remains unhappy. His heart still hurt talking to him.

Let him be called selfish, naive not broad-sighted. His heart that had said so, he did not want to lie to himself. Pretend to be nice, act like you're okay. She is not such a strong girl. He is weak and helpless, easily hurt and offended.

''Hiks ... Sorry but it's hard to accept you as a friend ... How can I be friends with a woman whom my husband looks like a hope .., '' Rahmi quietly muttered.

In his room, for a long time, a painful sobbing sounded.

Rahmi looked at her face in the mirror reflection, She looked chaotic. Rahmi opened her neck, where her hair was long until her back.

''Look ... You are not a perfect woman, Rahmi said with a smile.

Rahmi splashed her body, hugged the bolster then hid her face.

...

The night has come. Rahmi feels hungry and thirsty, her body feels weak and hot because of crying.

Rahmi comes out of her room to the kitchen. The servants had gone into their rooms, the house lights had been turned off, leaving the lights to light the way alone.

Rahmi opened the fridge and heated up the food last night. After he finished he arranged it at the kitchen table and then prepared to eat.

Sets.

PRAK!

Accidentally, the official nudged a glass and needed a floor.

I immediately panicked for a moment. He took the glass shard and put it in his hand.

Nyuts.

His head felt heavy as well.

Tests.

Blood flows from Rahmi's hand.

''What are you doing?''

Degh's!

Rahmi gasped she was unaware of Alif's whereabouts from earlier, she did not even realize Alif was walking from her room to the kitchen.

Plaque!!

Alif walked quickly and caught Rahmi's hand. The shards of glass he was holding fell to the floor.

''Ma-ma-''

The drab!

Alif pulled Rahmi's hand, he brought her to the guest room. Alif turned on the light next door. Although not too bright, but enough to see Rahmi's wound.

Alif stood up leaving Rahmi in the guest room.

Rahmi pensive long enough. Her tears came back down without her permission

''Don't cry.I want not to cry,''Rahmi's rain wiped away her tears.

How hard he held it and wiped it his tears still down profusely.

''Hiks ... Rahmi didn't want to be called a crybaby.''

The drab!

Hearing the sound of approaching footsteps, Rahmi hurriedly wiped away her tears.

He took a breath and threw it away. Rahmi glanced at Alif who was looking at her.

Alif pulls Rahmi's hand and nods.

Rahmi tried as much as possible not to complain of pain, she bit her lower lip so as not to make a sound.

Seeing Rahmi acting like that. Alif pressed Rahmi's wound with a medicine cotton swab.

''Ish'' Rahmi still couldn't bear the pain.

''Don't be strong, '' said Alif without turning his eyes.

Tests.

Alif saw his hand pierced by a liquid object jacking up, he saw Rahmi who was holding back her crying.

''S-I t-not p-ever ... S-sook strong ..., said Rahmi with a nod.

Alif silently looked at Rahmi who looked down with eyes that did not stop watering. Alif immediately bandaged Rahmi's wound.

Puk.

Alif sat next to Rahmi. Rahmi is surprised by what Alif is doing, she glances at Alif silently.

''Crying when it feels better, '' Alif murmured then he closed his eyes.

Sets.

''Hik ... Hick.''

Hearing Alif's words, her tears dropped even more.

In the silence of the night, there was sobbing in the house. All night they were in the guest room. Alif fell asleep based on Rahmi's boat and Rahmi fell asleep leaning on Alif.