The Tarnished Wife

Let go of tiredness

It's been almost a month since Mirna and Kemal were in the country. However, they remain in intense communication with Zayn. His second son could indeed be relied upon to take care of Mirna's boutique there. After tomorrow, Kemal and Mirna will return to Paris. They feel that their togetherness is enough with their son, daughter-in-law and best friend.

During this time, Kemal also monitored the business currently managed by the son. Often he and Reza visited Bandung to see the development of their new factory.

“You're great, Za. Everything went well. Even Papa factory more and more,” said Kemal when they were still in Bandung.

“Not just that, Pa. Now almost all products in the country use packaging from our material.”

Kemal nodded and patted Reza on the shoulder. “Good, Papa proud of you.”

Reza smile. He is always superior.

“Oh, yes. Will we be home this afternoon?” ask Kemal to his son.

“Tomorrow in the morning, Pa. Later that night Reza wants to attend a high school reunion. Coincidentally they are in this city as well.”

“Oh, so. You didn't take your wife?”

“It just so happens that they didn't bring a wife either. Only five or six people.”

“Aren't you not having that many close friends at school?” ask Kemal again.

“Yes, I happen to have one of my close friends coming along. So Reza also wants to occasionally join the show.”

“Alright, it's up to you. Then let's have lunch!”

Reza smiled and nodded.

Kemal and Reza immediately left the factory and looked for a place to eat not far from the place.

From a week ago, Reza had already told his wife to attend the event tonight.

****

“Bu Rara, Ms. Husna.” Greet one of the male teachers, type the two women across and about to walk towards the cafeteria.

Rara Dam Husna is often greeted by several teachers who also teach at the foundation, especially those greeted by teachers who are male.

“Bu Rara gorgeous to the canteen?” ask the security officer they passed.

“Iya, Sir.” Rara smiled and nodded.

“Bu Husna also play pretty,” said the keamanan officer again.

Husna smiled happily. “That's right if the road is the same Mbak Rara, surely I tikipratan spelled out beautiful.”

Rara laughed too.

“People, Mbak Rara can not bring more supplies from home. Eat in the cafeteria with me. Klau brought supplies should be two,” Husna said again as they were still walking towards the cafeteria.

“Kok is?” ask Rara.

“Yes because the other one made me. Alms for kosan children mbak.”

Rara laughed again.

It has been two weeks Rara returned to teaching and for one week yesterday he always brought supplies.

“Hay, it turns out you are here.” greet Widya and Nayra, when you see Husna and Rara sitting in the middle of the canteen.

“Which mom?” husna asked Ratmi.

“Sholat zuhur first said,” sahut Widya.

“I feel sorry for my mother. He glumly continues,” said Nayra.

“Iya, less patience what else try Ms Ratmi. He was polygamous from young. Eh now the children are already big until already have a grandson, her husband still wants to marry again too. Astarghfirulloh. It was him who made me afraid to marry, Ma'am,” Husna said.

Rara remained silent and listened to her friends talk. He knows about Ratmi's current state, because Ratmi also often poured his heart out to Rara. Although Rara could not give any advice to Ratmi. She can only be a listener, because she thinks Ratmi is a great woman who can share love for more than twenty years.

“Ngga all men like that, Na.” Said Rara.

“He, for example, Rara's husband. Uda handsome, rich, no macem-macem, faithful again,” chirped Widya.

“Aamiin.” Rara just guaranteed Widya's words.

“Eh ... Uh ... there is the owner of the foundation,” Nayra said.

“Uuuh ... handsome sir Raihan.” Husna melting himself.

“Ck, you Na. All handsome guys are liked.”

“But this one duren mbak, Duda cool.”

“Loh indeed his wife Pak Reihan died? When's? How do I not know?” tanya Rara berdubi-tubi.

“One-one or non, ask him.” Nayra.

“Times you were on sabbatical yesterday, Ra. Poor Mr. Rei, where his son is still small, his son is only two years old,” Widya said.

“That's Mr Rei's twins right?” ask Rara again.

Widya and Nayra nodded.

“Aduh, I would like to be a connecting mother for them,” said Husna.

“Hush, he said his children are very stubborn. Maybe later Tk her here. get ready just ngadepin the kids.”

“Emang yes?” ask Rara not to believe it.

“Ssstt .. his cake Mr. Rei ngeliatin towards us continue deh,” said widya, said,

“That's because there's Rara here,” Nayra said.

“Apaan anyway,” said Rara did not accept.

“Truly Ra, I often see him looking at you again. Rich sir Rei tuh if you see again ampe not blink,” said nayra again.

“Start, gossip.” Rara's not getting it.

“Wah new gossip nih,” ledek Husna.

****

In the room, Rara went back to check her phone. No phone calls from Reza. Usually the husband always calls, even in one day, the husband can call as many as five times. But today, Reza only called him once, right when he arrived in Bandung and only informed him that he and his father had arrived in the city safely.

“It turns out, he really enjoyed his company with his friends,” muttered Rara who knew that tonight Reza was in retirement.

In Bandung, Reza dissolved in a reunion event attended by the adam. This was the first time Reza had followed this pickle. Previously, he had not been so fond of parties. But because there was one of his close friends present made him want to release tired. Preoccupation and excitement in this place, forgetting to communicate with the wife.

“Wah Za, you new first time drinking?” ask one of Reza's friends over there.

Reza. “Ngga also. But I can't drink much.”

“Yeah, cemen lu,” say one of Reza's other friends.

Then they laugh.

There, Reza really let go of her fatigue. He needs entertainment after what he has been through. Clinging with his friends it has its own preoccupation for Reza. He could laugh out loud and it seemed like he would attend this meeting again, if there was a good time.