The Tarnished Wife

The Tarnished Wife
Jealous



Chequelek


Kemal entered Reza's room. He saw his son engrossed in front of his laptop without turning to the sound of the door opening.


Kemal and Mirna come back to see their son. They come to town almost every week to see Reza.


However, there Reza still ignored the existence of the father. He was too focused on seeing Rara's social media account which had just posted a photo of Zayn's name. Reza's jaw hardened when reading the writing there. Zayn tells everyone that he is the lucky guy who got Rara.


As a result of Zayn's post, not only Reza is furious, but some models who like Zayn, including Cellin. The woman had long since judged Rara's husband. Almost, he got Zayn. However, it didn't work. Rara's charm is too attached to Zayn's memory that the woman cannot replace Rara at that time.


“Za, what are you doing?” asked Kemal by standing next to Reza and seeing what made Reza focus to ignore his presence.


“Eh, Papa.” Reza was shocked and immediately closed his laptop.


Kemal shook his head and took a rough breath. “You still haven't moved on?”


Reza. Then he switched the conversation. “When Papa comes?”


“Since then, but you've been too engrossed in seeing photos of your ex-wife. The Come on Reza. Life must go on.”


“Yes, Dad. Life must go on. I also live my life. Everything went as usual.”


“Ck .. with a hangover every night. What is life called to go on?” ask Kemal. “Papa know you're not a drunk, Za.”


“Only to get rid of fatigue, Pa.”


“Then, you meet a woman again and impregnate her again? Papa remembers those words well,” said Kemal. “Removing tired by drunk? Bulshits. Existing ones create new problems.”


“Reza will not repeat the same error, Pa.” Reza paused his answer and said again. “If even Reza repeats the same mistake. This time there are no regrets that mean.”


“Crazy you, Za. You want to sow seeds everywhere?” asked Kemal in a high tone and immediately dropped himself onto the sofa while holding his dizzy head.


“Stop, Yes! End all your madness. Now accept your destiny. There is Noah and the baby who is currently being conceived istrimua.”


Reza.


“Even you definitely don't know, how old is Manda's pregnancy now?” ask Kemal.


Reza remained silent. Yeah, he doesn't know that. He only once drove Manda to check in early pregnancy. After that, he didn't know.


“Papa is here to ask your Mama to accompany Manda check.”


Reza looked towards his father. “Mama doesn't like Manda.”


“Then who likes it? You didn't either? But your mom is better, because she's a girl, too. As much as your mother does not like your wife, she can still accept her grandchildren and daughter-in-law now. Unlike you, it's hard to accept your destiny. Though this all happens also because of you.” Kemal continued to say with spicy words, so that his son would understand.


Reza is silent. He leaned his body on the back of his great chair.


“Rara is happy with Zayn. Never mind, do not add to your burden by continuing to be a Rara stalker. You must rise. You also have to be happy,” said Kemal.


“But Reza can't forget Rara, Pa.” Reza looks weak in the eyes of his father.


“Indeed who told you to forget him. Love doesn't have to have, Za. You've had it, Papa, that's enough. Now just keep that feeling in your deepest heart and live life.”


“It was hard, Pa,” said Reza again.


Kemal got up and went back to his son. He patted Reza on the shoulder. “You've been through more difficult things than this. You can take Rara and get divorced from her. Papa thinks it's the hardest thing and you're able to get through. Now, you should also be able to.”


Reza rubbed his face rough.


“Love your son and wife, Za,” Kemal said again. Now, with a soft voice.


“OK?” asked Kemal again, asking Reza to nod.


“No appointment,” replied Reza.


“Pak, meeting is ready,” said a woman standing at the door of Reza's room.


“Ya,” Reza replied briefly.


He saw the woman go. “Who is he? Your secretary?”


Reza nodded.


“Why not look for men?” asked Kemal who was worried that his son would be tempted by his secretary.


Reza's secretary looks beautiful and young.


“Blame Papa for not allowing me to bring Doni here.”


“Papa needs Doni in the center. Because Papa has not held your job for a long time,” replied Kemal.


The two men of different generations stood up and walked out to the meeting room.


“Papa will find a male secretary for you and next week the man is already here,” Kemal said when he saw the woman behind Reza, because the woman was quite able to tease her son, he said, visible from the body gestures.


The woman also looked down. He also felt his position was sorted because of the dislike of his boss' father. Though only a few days he enjoyed this position with a large salary.


“He just received Reza, Pa. The contract has just been signed,” said Reza.


“Move to other parts,” replied Kemal firmly and sat on the chair provided after entering the meeting room.


****


The next day, Rara's leave only stayed today. From tomorrow he will teach as usual.


“Mommy didn't drive us?” ask Zac who has been sitting neatly at the dining table.


“No, let Daddy take you,” replied Zayn.


“Mommy still can't sleep last night?” ask Zoey.


Rara glanced towards Zoey and Zac. Then, look towards her husband. She was just about to sit with her son and husband at that table.


“Who said Mommy can't sleep?” ask Rara.


“Daddy,” replied Zac and Zoey pointing towards his father.


Rara smiled at Zayn.


“Why does Mommy always wake up?” ask Zoey.


Zayn flicked his shoulders with a smile.


“Curats. Come answer Daddy!” said Rara.


“That's your part,” replied Zayn quietly feeding the food into his mouth.


Rara pursed her lips and Zayn smiled as she pretended to look at the phone lying in front of her.


“Mommy is preoccupied with chatting with Daddy. Mommy is also excited about reading novels. So Mommy often sleeps at night,” replied Rara.


“That's not healthy Mommy,” says Zac.


“Yes, we don't want Mommy to be sick,” says Zoey.


The two children said while enjoying their morning.


“What matters today Mommy is not bad luck right?” ask Rara.


“Gluck,” shouted Zoey.


Zac nodded. “We so can not enjoy breakfast made by Mommy.”


Rara laughs. Zayn is like that. Rara was indeed bad luck until the Aunt who prepared breakfast that morning.


“Sorry.” Rara grinned. “Tomorrow Mommy will not misfortune.”


“Yes, because Mommy tomorrow has started to leave with you,” said Zayn.


“Yeay ...” Excite Zac and Zoey.


“Finally Mommy who is in class,” said Zac.


“Indeed if in Dawn Miss Nur why?” ask Rara.


“Enak anyway, but enakan Mommy,” replied Zoey who directly berbuki Zac. “Iya, right.”


Zayn nodded. “Iya right, Mommy is indeed the most delicious.”


Rara frowned while looking at her husband. ‘Start not clear.”


Zayn smiled broadly. “Indeed right, Honey. You are so good.”


“Zayn.” Rara hit the arm of her husband who was on the table.


Zayn laughed. Zac and Zoey are confused by what their parents are talking about.


After breakfast, Zayn leaves with Zac and Zoey. Today, Zayn has started coming to his studio. There are many jobs he has not finished. Although he has a team and there are some other good photographers, but still they need Zayn.


Zac and Zoey kiss the back of Rara's hand and Rara kiss each other on their forehead. Rara stands in front of Zayn's car coming out.


“I'm leaving, Darling.” Zayn kissed Rara.


“I'll take lunch to your studio,” Rara tidied up Zayn's shirt collar.


Zayn wasn't dressed like Reza at the office. He didn't wear a tie or a long shirt and a suit. Zayn always wore casual clothes like today, he only wore black cargo pants and a long-sleeved gray collared shirt. That long arm, Zayn pulled a little bit up to the elbow.


Ah, Rara's husband is getting handsome and looking cool.


“I wait, Beib.” Zayn pressed his lips against Rara's.


Cup


Once, Zayn repeated the kiss twice. Then he wants to repeat again. However, Rara quickly dodged and gently hit her husband on the shoulder.


“Already, Daddy. Poor they've been waiting inside.”


Zayn laughs. “It's so sweet.”


Rara laughed. Especially when Zayn turned his head back and gave a long-distance kiss. Rara shook her head with a wide smile.


They're like abege who's drunk with love.


Rara went back inside the house and cleaned up the rest of the breakfast. She accompanied the Aunt to make cooking for her husband's lunch later, according to Rara's promise.


The day is getting noon. Rara was already wearing neat and covered clothes. He wears donker blue jeans with a white shirt and sleeveless outfit in matching color with his pants. Then, Rara combines a hijab patterned with white cherry blossoms and a blue donker.


Rara looks graceful. He smiled at the provisions he would bring for the husband. She also brought a cake of her work that had just been cooked to be distributed to her husband's friends in the studio.


“Bi, my way yes!” rara said to Auntie.


“Iya, Mom. Careful.”


Rara nodded and exited towards the online taxi she ordered.


Arriving at the studio owned by her husband. Rara collides with a beautiful woman who is also getting out of her car.


“Aw ..”


“Sorry,” says Rara. Though the woman who first hit Rara because she walked without paying attention around.


The woman simply turned to Rara by opening her glasses, then walked back and entered the studio without saying anything to Rara.


Rara smiled, but the woman did not reply. Rara Cuek and returned to tidying up her luggage. While the woman had already entered into Zayn's studio.


Then, slowly Rara entered the studio. He was also welcomed by Zayn employees who were at the front door. They get to know Rara, because they are present at her boss' wedding.


“Hai, Miss. Want to go directly to the Boss' room?” ask one of the women who served as fornt office as well as receptionist.


Rara nodded and moved her feet towards Zayn's room. However, his legs came to a halt as he looked in the room whose door was slightly open, Zayn was with the beautiful woman who hit him earlier.


Rara was speechless seeing the interaction of her husband and the beautiful woman so closely. He saw Zayn laughing with him.


“Who is he?” ask Rara to Zayn's employee.


“Oh, she's a famous model from Paris, Miss. His name is Cellin.”


“Oh.” Rara nodded her head and muttered. “Oh, this is Cellin. Which is almost the same as my husband used to be.”


Rara is jealous to see the togetherness of Celiin with her husband.