The Tarnished Wife

We're friends now

This morning, Zayn woke up lethargic. He is not excited to be active today. It felt like he wanted to take another day off, but the more he did nothing, his mind would definitely be on Rara. He knew right now Rara must hate him. Even if he went to the hospital, Rara would not want to see him.

“Huft.” Zayn took his breath.

His hand reached for the SLR camera. He saw countless photos of Rara when they were together on the beach a few days ago. Zayn is aiming for a candid or selfie. There is a photo of Rara who is again pouting with a straight look towards the beach. Some were in style and smiling as they held up the end of the dress and the end of the beach hat that Zayn bought for her. There is also a photo that displays a wide laugh to look all neat teeth Rara. Then, there is a photo when he grimaces while eating grilled corn that is panicked.

Zayn laughed to himself looking at the photos. If he and Reza were to be sprotive in order to get Rara, maybe the woman wouldn't be as miserable right now. If he had not done his depraved act that night, Rara would have been happy with Reza and had many children. Or, if Reza doesn't insist on marrying Rara and allowing Zayn to take responsibility, maybe now Rara is happy with her and their children, because even though Rara doesn't love her, Rara doesn't, Zayn will surely shower the woman with a myriad of love and happiness until slowly Rara also loves him.

However, the selfishness of both actually makes the woman they love suffer.

“I'm sorry, Ra.” Zayn stroked Rara's cheek in the photo image on the SLR camera, until both of her eyeballs were glazed over.

Zayn set his gaze on the window there.The clear sky as if depicting the face of Rara who laughed cheerfully. Really, he missed that face, for five years he tried hard to forget that face by always working and working. However, he could not forget all the memories of Rara. His charm had truly penetrated his heart and mind.

Zayn grabbed the phone and put the camera down. He ventured to give a message to Rara.

“I'm sorry, I. Sorry I wanted you so much. May you forgive me.”

Zayn sent the message and instantly ticked two. Kemal tells her that Rara has remembered everything that happened that night.

After a few seconds, tick the two changed in blue. Zayn knew there Rara read the message. He keeps holding the phone, hoping Rara replies to the message he gave. However, until fifteen minutes passed, Rara never returned the message.

Chequelek

Jack opens the door to Zayn's hotel room. “Yes geez. You're not ready, Boss?”

Zayn looked at Jack.

“Ck. I know you're sad again, but the job remains the job, Zayn. Today's your schedule that's shoot,” said Jack.

“Iya, bauble.” Zayn put down his phone and went straight to the bathroom.

Only Jack knows about Rara and the incident. Zayn always told anything to his assistant and comrades in arms in Paris.

At the hospital, Reza was there early in the morning. The man still wants to fight for his wife, although maybe Rara is no longer like before, but he believes that Rara's heart still has love for him.

Rara conducted a series of head examination tests, also in the former part of the accident five years ago.

“All good. There is nothing worrisome, all normal.” said the doctor who examined Rara's head in a special laboratory room. “The story of Bu Cleo has also returned intact. Didn't you?”

Rara's head came out from the device that examined her a few minutes ago and she nodded.

Yes, now he remembers everything. However, the memory that returned it only added to his suffering. It feels like knowing the bad events that have always been present in his dream, more painful than seeing Reza kiss Manda's forehead directly at that time. I don't know why the pain was greater in Zayn than Reza. With Reza he can be sincere and forgiving even though he will still not return to be Reza's wife as before. But with Zayn, the man who is always there for him, who is always ahead when he gets into trouble at school. Cuckold man and likes to change girlfriend, turns out to love him. Since when? Rara still doesn't understand that. Nor does he know if he can forgive Zayn with all the kindness he has always given him. Moreover, the last few days, when he was sad when he learned of Reza's betrayal, Zayn always made him calm and cheerful again.

Although at this time, Reza who was accompanying Rara in the hospital and did a series of examinations. However, Rara's mind remained fixed on Zayn. In addition, before entering the examination room earlier, when he was being pushed in a wheelchair towards the room. He read Zayn's apology in a short message.

Rara could only read the message and could not reply to it. His fingers could not be moved to reply to the message. Honestly, Rara was very amused by Zayn's presence these past few days. Zayn who is so cute and funny, can make him laugh when he is sad. And, now he's starting to miss Zayn's cranky, crisp joke.

“Honey, want to go directly to what room to go around first?” asked Reza while pushing the wheelchair that Rara was sitting in.

“Bunda with Dad where?” Rara asked back.

“I told you to rest in the apartment. Let me take care of you now.”

“You don't work?” ask Rara again.

Reza. “There's Papa replacing.”

“But you're still limp and dizzy right?”

“Slight.”

“Ya has nothing. So that you are not tired, just sit here. let me take you where you want.”

Rara nodded. “I'm going there.” Rara pointed to a fairly large cafe located not far from the lobby.

“Oke.” Reza excitedly brought his wife to the place.

Once there, Reza walked to the cashier to order food and drinks. He memorized the wife's snacks.

“Mbak, order french fries large, hot chocolate, and one vanilla latte,” says Reza.

“Good, Sir.”

Reza paid for the order, then sat down in front of Rara.

“I got what?” rara asked, because Reza just went straight to the cashier and ordered food.

“Warm chocolate and french fries.”

Rara nodded.

Reza smiles. “I remember all your favorite, darling.”

Rara smiled thinly.

“Oh yes, how are Manda and Noah doing? You haven't met them?” ask Rara seriously. But it looks on Rara's face that looks fine when asking Reza's second wife and child.

“Don't talk about them when we're both, honey!”

“Indeed why?” ask Rara again.

“I don't want ..”

“Makes me hurt?” Rara connected Reza's words that she cut.

Reza looked at Rara's face with sadness.

“Quiet, I have nothing. Anyway we are now friends.” Rara gave her little finger towards Reza.

“Friends?”

Rara nodded.

Reza is looking towards Rara's little finger and eyes. Then, shake. “Do not want, you remain my wife not my friend.”

“Come, Brother! That is impossible.”

“Why is that impossible, dear? we still love each other, right?” ask Reza.

“Excuse me, Sir ... Ma'am. Here's the order.”

Their conversation was cut short by the waiter who brought the food and drink Reza ordered and placed it on the table.