The Tarnished Wife

All right, we're competing

Zayn was right in front of the Reihan house gate while still riding his sprot motor. Shortly after, the housekeeper walked up to the gate and opened the black iron fence.

“His Reih pack is inside?” ask Zayn.

The aunt nodded. “There, Sir. Come on please come in!”

“Thank you,” says Zayn. Then, enter the sport bike.

Zayn parked his motorbike there, but, just getting out of the two-wheeled vehicle, Reihan had come out.

“Wah, Bro. Finally, I also got to rickety gubug this me.”

Zayn laughs. “Too low you, Mas.”

He walked over to Reihan who had spread out his arms to hug Zayn.

“You didn't bring your son and wife?” ask Reihan.

“Children are busy with their world. But wife? Wait wait .. Who is my wife?” asked Zayn after the hug was broken.

“The blonde woman who was next to you back then.”

“When I take out those things?” zayn and Reihan asked immediately.

“Oh, my goodness. He's my brother, Mas.”

“Adik? So Reza has one more sister and that's a girl? How I don't know.”

“The story is long. I should have been told to sit down first and be given a drink just told the story,” replied Zayn with a smile.

Reihan laughing. “Yes ... Yep. You're correct. Sorry, sorry.”

Then, Reihan invited Zayn to sit in the living room and he went kitchen to meet his household assistant asking to make two cups of coffee mixed with creamer.

Zayn looked at all the photos that were displayed there. He saw Reihan's wedding photo which was quite large in the room. Coincidentally, the photo was indeed he who was aiming at it at that time.

“This is my shot?” zayn asked after seeing Reihan coming back to him by pointing at the large photo.

“Yes. That was your shot six years ago.Good isn't it?”

Zayn smiled, showing his teeth. “Then I was still an amateur. I have to replace Dion, Even Organizer's flagship photographer.”

“Yes, at first I was also in doubt, worried that the result was unsatisfactory. But my wife is very satisfied with all your shots.”

“Oh, yes. Where's she? Mba Chintya.”

Reihan. It feels like telling about his late wife is the same as reopening old wounds. He was devastated by the tragedy.

“We go to the park aja yuk, Zayn!” take Reihan by walking towards the back of his house.

“You said you wanted to tell that woman? i wonder. Mean you three brothers?”

Zayn. The two sat together in that place and faced each other. “She's my sister, not Reza's sister.”

“You mean?” ask Reihan not understand.

Then, Zayn told me all about himself. He told me that he was not the son of Kemal and Mirna. He moved to Paris because of his biological father, although there he still lived with his adoptive parents, Reza's parents.

However, Zayn did not share his friendship with Rara and did not tell her about the incident, because for her it was very privacy. He only told me about himself.

“Sorry, Zayn. I don't know that" Reihan said.

“It’s okay. Everyone has a past.”

“Yes, you're right everyone has a past,” replied Reihan exclaimed.

Zayn nodded in agreement.

“I was also in that moment. You know I can't be far from Chintya. He's like half my life. But fate separated us quickly and without a gesture,” Reihan said.

Zayn nodded. He was also a witness to the lovingly held marriage. A couple who are always smiling because they are very happy have been united in a sacred bond. That's what Reihan and Chintya are like. Zayn knew about the accident, because when in Paris the news was there, but he did not know if Reihan's wife was one of the passengers of the ill-fated plane.

“Mas didn't try to find him?” ask Zayn.

“Already Zayn, two more years I hired a detective to look for Chintya's whereabouts but nil, until Tim Sar closed the case and declared that five people were not found and one of the five was my wife,” replied Reihan with eyes that began to glaze over.

“You're great Zayn can make peace with the past. To this day, I have not made peace with the past. I still can't believe Chintya's passing, neither do my two children. Fortunately there is Rara who can change the situation,” Reihan said again.

“Means?” now Zayn asked confusedly.

“Entah I called using the situation or not, but sure it is. You know after Rara's divorce with your foster sister, Rara became unsettled because now Reza is a stalker.”

“Rara asked me to be moved and declared herself to resign from the central foundation.”

“So her friends no one knows that Rara is here?” ask Zayn again.

Reihan. “Only his parents and I know where Rara is. Even the number has been changed.”

Ah, it's appropriate that Zayn can never send a message to Rara. Now he knows the reason.

“So now Rara is teaching at your foundation across?” ask Zayn in disbelief.

Reihan nodded. “Ya, that's right. Rara teaches classes on the Moon and the Stars. Zac and Zoey will also be in that class.”

Jedars

Zayn was surprised. Is this your destiny, God? I always hid the two angels from her mother. You allowed them to meet. Zayn was silent.

“Zayn,” call Reihan, but Zayn still didn't answer the call.

Zayn. What should he say when they meet?

“Zayn,” call Reihan again at the man looking straight ahead.

“Oh, sorry. Excuse me. I became daydreaming,” said Zayn.

“Hah, you're like Rara. Earlier in the car he also daydreamed until I called many times did not answer.”

Then, Zayn laughed. They are indeed sehati.

“Actually I came here also brought a little souvenir.” Zayn just gave the goodie bag that he had been holding to Reihan.

“Wah bother you Zayn.” Reihan received the parcel.

“Only small souvenirs, not much compared to the help of Mas which makes it easier for my twins to go to school there.”

Zayn hasn't made a family card yet. Maybe he would have made it if Rara had officially become his wife. But could Rara be his wife? Hopefully this time fate will side with him, let alone the wind seems to be pointing at him.

“Oh, yes. Child by the way. Who's mother is that?” ask Reihan.

“Uhuk ... Uhuk ... Uhuk ..” Zayn choked on getting a light but heavy question of it.

“Sampe to that cough. Yes already if you do not want to answer nothing,” said Reihan.

Zayn can only grunt. Honestly, he was confused to answer that question.

“It's there, but still don't want to stay with us, Mas.”

“Kok can? Parisians?”

“Hmm .. ah, say yes. If my love story is complicated Mas,” replied Zayn briefly.

The two laughed and began to pick up the cup that had been between Reihan's house assistants earlier. They sipped that creamer coffee together.

“Oh, yes. Mas again close to Rara?” ask Zayn to the point.

“Kok know?” Reihan asked back.

Zayn smiled and put the cup on the table. “incidentally yesterday I went to the supermarket at mall xxx and I saw Mas same Rara and the kids there.”

Reihan laughing. “Yes, it seems like I did have to make peace with the circumstances and start a new life.”

“Mas loves Rara?” ask Zayn again.

Reihan. “I like it. There is probably no man who does not like a woman like Rara. But for love, I don't know yet. But we can be sure after we get married, that love will come.”

“Married?” zayn asked in surprise.

“Yes, I intend to propose to him, after Rara's idah period is finished.”

Zayn began to calculate the time of Rara's iddah. His hands began to move and count.

“What next week?” ask in the heart. That means the iddah rara period will end next week and will be applied Reihan.

“Indeed the Rara agrees?” ask Zayn again.

“Not knowing yet, until now he still considers me a friend.”

Hah, Zayn can breathe a sigh of relief. “Alright, from now on we compete,” Zayn said in the day while looking at Reihan.