The Tarnished Wife
Long wait
Rara sat at the teacher's desk. When everyone had gone home, Rara remained sitting there while studying Reza's words earlier. Rara daydreams, remembering all the events that were originally not in her memory.
Rara recalled some conversations with Reza back then, when they were newly married. He always wanted to ask about the stitches that were under his stomach.
“Why is there a suture wound in my stomach, sister?” ask Rara to Reza.
“It was an accident, honey. In the accident, your stomach was scratched by the iron part of the truck. The wound was quite gaping until the doctor sewed it,” Reza replied convincingly.
Rara rubbed her stomach. Then, the stomach was again injured because of the surgical removal of the uterus.
Rara kept thinking and trying to remember the voice.The faint sound that was heard when she was in a coma. And, he believed that the voice belonged to Zayn.
“I'm sorry, Ra.” That's what Rara often remembers, because almost every day Zayn said that sentence.
“Let's wake up, Ra. Everyone is waiting for you.”
Until Rara remembers a speech she also believes to be Zayn's voice and it is the last day Zayn accompanies her, because after that Zayn's voice was not heard again until he woke up from a coma after a few days later.
“Once again forgive me.”
“But I don't regret doing it because I got something most beautiful from you. Thank you.”
Suddenly Rara's daydream was awakened by Bu Nur.
“Ra ... Miss Rara,” calls Bu Nur while patting her shoulder.
Sontak Rara jerks. “Oh, yes. Miss.”
“I go home first yes. Miss Rara won't come home?” Bu Nur asked again.
“Later, Miss. I have not tidied up my table,” replied Rara.
“Iya how to be neat, Miss. from earlier Miss Rara bengong aja.”
Rara nyengir's.
“After something thought, Miss?” ask Bu Nur again.
“There, little,” replied Rara smiling.
“Ya I hope the business is finished quickly yes, Miss.”
Rara smiled as Bu Nur smiled at her, saying goodbye.
“Iya, Miss. be careful.”
Bu Nur nodded and left Rara alone in the room.
Then, Rara took her phone and called her father. He recalled his father's words when he visited his apartment yesterday. His father wanted to talk about something, only that time Sanjaya no longer continued his words because of Reihan's arrival.
Tut ... Tut ... Tut ...
The tone of the call on Sanjaya's phone was like a busy tone. Then, Rara went back to dialing that number.
“The number you are calling is switching off ..” Rara disconnected the phone, because it sounded only the voice of the operator.
Then, Rara dialed her father's number back.
“Huft, Dad why is his phone off?” grouse Rara. He realized his father was there also dealing with problems, maybe there he was busy.
Then, Rara switched by looking for Zayn's phone number. Unfortunately, he currently uses a new phone in which he uses a new card. While he deliberately did not record Zayn's number on this phone after he remembered everything, because Rara tried to forget all the events and also forget the brothers. Despite the fact that he could forget Reza but not Zayn.
Rara had to go home to the apartment and restart her old phone. Then, he immediately tidied up the table and went out to his apartment.
In Jogya, Zayn and his team have been in the city for three days. Last night, their project was completed. Although Zayn and Jack had to go overtime and only slept four hours in the last two days, they were satisfied because the project could be completed quickly.
After breakfast at the hotel this morning, he and the team can relax. And, the plan this afternoon they will shop while walking in the city center.
“Jack, when is our return schedule?” ask Zayn.
Zayn is still busy aiming at the atmosphere of Malioboro during the day. He also photographed some of the city's special cuisine.
“Jam four,” replied Jack.
“Loh, how long? We're done from semalem.”
“Sorry Zayn, yesterday when I bought my departure ticket I also bought my ticket home. Because of my estimation, we'll be done this afternoon. Uh, it turns out more cepet.”
Zayn just nodded.
While taking a leisurely walk with Jack on the side of the road, suddenly someone grabbed a small bag that Zayn sipped, should the bag be tied to the waist. However, at that time Zayn only hooked on his right shoulder.
Srek
“Woi maling,” shouted Zayn.
Suddenly Jack ran towards the man who took his boss ts. Zayn was not quick. He ran while holding the SLR camera with his heart.
Zayn and Jack continued to run, until something hard was about to hit the thief Zayn's bag and make a loud noise.
Ngiiii ...
There was a brake sound pressed hard by the driver and the car was stopped in front of the body of the pickpocket Zayn bag earlier.
“Aaa ..” cried the pickpocket, until the hat that wrapped all his hair there opened and he lay.
“Crazy, turns out chick,” says jack from a distance.
Zayn and Jack glanced at each other and ran back towards the woman.Alas, the woman only fainted from shock.
Zayn and Jack approached the woman, and now, her long hair was unraveling on the asphalt. Jack squatted in front of the woman.
“Where is Zayn?” ask Jack.
“Piye, Sir? I was not intentionally. He ran fast.” The driver of the car panicked.
Zayn was silent. He looked carefully at the pickpocket's face as he took his bag from the pickpocket's hand.
“Chintya,” murmured Zayn in a voice quite audible by Jack.
“Who? Chintyas? You know?”
Zayn. “Reihan Wife. One of the five people whose bodies were not found when the plane crash was confirmed.”
“Sh*t. Then we take him to the hospital.”
Zayn nodded. He was still amazed by what he saw. Then Zayn and Jack took the woman and put her in the car that was about to hit her.
“Pak, don't report me to the police.” The driver of the car was still terrified.
“Quiet, Sir. It won't. This woman is okay anyway. He just fainted and was in shock,” Jack replied.
“Yes, we just asked you to take us to the hospital. After that this woman let us take care of.”
“Thank you, sir,” said the driver was happy.
At the apartment, Rara reactivates her old phone. In a hurry he looked for Zayn's number and called him.
Tut ... Tut ... Tut ....
Zayn's phone is active but not lifted.
“Zayn where are you too?” rara asked in her murmur.
Rara returned to dial that number.
Tut ... Tut ... Tut ...
The phone was still not answered by the owner, because there Zayn was busy waiting for the results of the examination of the woman who he believed was Reihan's wife.
Without seeing the phone call on the notification. Zayn pressed Reihan's number and told the man that he was with a woman who looked like Chintya, only that Chintya's body was not what Zayn had seen.
Chintya's skin looks a little blacker and thin, probably because this woman does not take care of her body. Let alone taking care of his body, want to eat only, the woman had to steal the bag of others including Zayn who since on the street has become the target of the woman.
“Dok, how is it?” zayn asked after the doctor examined Chintya.
“He's already conscious. Physically he is fine,” replied the middle-aged man wearing the white suit.
“Is there another disease, Doc? Like amnesia?” ask Zayn to the point.
She was convinced that this woman was Reihan's wife and that even if she wasn't amnesiac, she would have gone back to Reihan's house.
“Ya true. Of such signs, but to further the extent of amnesia suffered by the patient. It should do a series of medical tests.”
“Do it, Doc,” Zayn replied loudly.
“Good.” The doctor nodded and ordered the nurse there to take Chintya to the required section.
“Lu sure, he's Reihan's wife?” ask Jack.
“I'm sure, Jack. Hundred percent.”
Jack smiled smirked. "Waw .. It looks like fate this time is siding with you."
Zayn smiled as he opened the phone call that was listed five times. He smiled even more because the phone call was from the number of his girlfriend.
Jack who was curious to see his boss as comfortable as a smile also turned to look at the phone held by Zayn.
"Isn't it? Finally your long wait has been fruitful, Bro. let's get her!"
Zayn just smiled. Yes, fate seems to be siding with Zayn, because one by one his competitors are retreating because of circumstances.
