The Tarnished Wife

The soul mate must meet

That night, Rara is forced to follow Zayn's will to drive him home. The clock shows ten o'clock at night, actually at this hour the road outside is still not quiet and it is possible to ride the Online ojek. However, Zayn is indisputable, and it seems that he wants to take this opportunity to start their relationship to get closer.

“I'm here to put it on!” Zayn holds the white helmet to wear to Rara's head. After she had just put the jacket on Rara's body.

Rara awkward. Whereas when Zayn wore a jacket, Rara had tried to prevent and wanted to wear Zayn's own jacket.

“Ngga need, let me wear it myself aja.” Rara dodged. He tried to grab the helmet, but Zayn immediately dodged it.

“Ngga, here let me put on.”

Again Rara scowled and sighed.

Zayn began to attach the helmet to Rara's head. “Sama Reihan to wear helmet. Just as I don't want to,” grumbled Zayn while locking the helmet bond.

Rara gaping. “You see?”

Zayn nodded. “You are romantic once, my heart hurts.” Then, zayn left Rara who was still sculpting and riding his sports motto.

Slowly Rara approached the Zayn motorbike that had been occupied by its owner. “She I've looked at like my own sister, Zayn. Don't think of anything!”

Zayn. “Come aboard!”

Rara complied and rode the big enough bike.

“Never make your opposite sex a brother or a friend! because for a man the closeness to a woman is nothing pure, in it there must be love. Moreover, he has also expressed his feelings for you,” Zayn joked.

Rara paused for a moment, then said, “so you've been stalking me all along?”

“For what?” ask Zayn casually. Then he started running the motor.

“But you know all about me. Basic stalker!”

Zayn smiled unbeknownst to Rara because Rara was behind him.

In front of the gate the Aunt was ready to open and close the gate again after her master came out.

Then, Rara said goodbye to Auntie when they had passed through the gate.

“You forgot, that I am also good friends with Reihan?” zayn asked in the middle of their first trip on a motorcycle after many years, they did not walk alone in two-wheeled vehicles.

The last time they were two-wheeled, when both were in school.

Rara just remembered, that Zayn did know Reihan well during a work meeting at the hotel until finally Rara's amnesia incident was recovered.

Rara did not answer Zayn's question, making their journey feel quiet. There's a puffiness in Zayn's head.

Ngiiks ...

Suddenly Zayn brakes suddenly his motorbike, making both hands Rara hold tight to Zayn's waist and his chest is attached to the back.

“Zayn, slow down.” Rara hits Zayn's shoulder. “Why brake suddenly anyway?”

Zayn laughs.

“Basic! Mode.”

Zayn laughed again. “There police sleep.”

“Long, intentionally aja.”

“Kok knows,” says Zayn.

“Zayn,” shouted Rara and now hit that back a little hard.

“Aww, pain dear. My back will bleed.”

“Lebay,” annoy Rara.

“Important wild can hug from you.”

“Ish ..” Rara hit Zayn again. “Tadi don't need to be delivered aja.”

“Tetep I got a hug from you because we slept together.”

“Zayn,” whine Rara again. “Udah cepetan bring the motor! Very nice again.”

“Involuntarily, so that it can be the same length as you.”

“Is ... Shame of age. I have a child too,” said Rara upset.

Zayn laughed again. I never thought I would have a moment like this again. The moment where he and Rara walked on the motorbike was accompanied by a gust of night wind and a beautiful city at night.

“Like dejavu ngga, Ra,” said Zayn who does not use a full face helmet, so that Rara who is behind can hear Zayn's speech.

Rara remained silent. Yes, he felt the same. However, he did not want to answer Zayn's question. He still wants to show Zayn that he is not easy to overcome.

“Honey, you slept?” asked Zayn who did not hear a voice from behind him.

“Ngga,” Rara replied.

“Kok has no voice. If you want to sleep, you can hug me and lean on my back.”

“Ish, that's what you want.”

Zayn laughed again. “Yah, ketauan.”

Behind Zayn, Rara smiled as she looked down the street.

“Zayn the road is faster, mumpung green light,” said Rara look in the direction and traffic signs there.

After passing the red light, they will turn around, then go straight a little and arrive at Rara's apartment building. Therefore, Zayn slowed down the speed of his vehicle so that it was hit by a red light so that he could be longer with Rara.

Ngiiks ...

“Ah, you go the other way, Zayn. So it's got a red light. Red light here long time.”

“Good dong,” replied Zayn while removing both hands from the wheel of the motorbike and putting both hands on both thighs Rara.

“Ih, you base! Mode continue.” Rara who felt both her thighs to refute Zayn's two hands immediately brushed off the two hands.

“Pegel, Ra.” Zayn looked back a bit.

“Reason. Just walk that way, pegel. Say only mode.”

“Ah, you are not engrossed, Ra.” Zayn laughs.

“Biarin.”

Zayn smiled. It feels like he wants to lock the woman up, because the more fierce, Rara looks more sexy.

The journey is close, it feels far for Rara because Zayn drives the bike very slowly. But for Zayn, this journey is so fast, even though he has slowed the pace of his vehicle.

“Ah, very sorry,” said Zayn when stopping his motorbike in the lobby of Rara's apartment.

“It's a long time, but if you ride ojol already sampe from fifteen minutes ago,” replied Rara ketus.

Zayn smiled. “I'm not a motorcycle taxi man, Ra. Hence old.”

“Ck, you are not a motorcycle taxi driver but a cardboard maker who likes modus.”

Zayn laughed and pinched the end of Rara's nose. “Such machinery anyway, you.”

“Aww... Zay. What the hell,” protested Rara while brushing Zayn's hand against the end of his nose.

“Nih, there go home.” Rara handed Zayn's helmet. Then he opened the jacket.

“It doesn't need to be opened, it's cold. Just wear it!” Zayn pulled the zipper back up to Rara's neck.

“Let me go home,” said Rara.

“Ngga do, later will be yours because next week we are married,” said Zayn.

“Zayn, don't start again!”

“I'm serious, Ra.”

“I don't,” replied Rara.

“Terlarah. But from tomorrow I'll have the files ready for our wedding. I'll come to your parents' house.”

“Father and mother again in Singapore,” refute Rara.

“I know, but tomorrow they go home.”

“Who said? I just don't know.”

“Di said, I know all about you. All of you tomorrow I'll also pick up Papa and Mama.”

Rara clenched her forehead again. “You're planning something?”

Zayn smiled while raising his eyebrows. Then, he started the engine again.

“Zayn, you byebelin.” Rara hits Zayn's back.

Zayn laughs. “Biarina. Bye, Honey. Dream of me yes!”

Rara turned her lips around, making Zayn laugh again. Then leave.

“Basic laborer,” grumbled Rara, then turned her body and entered the building after Zayn's motorbike was already invisible.

Rara walked towards the elevator while shaking her head and smiling considering the interaction between herself and Zayn earlier. Then, suddenly Rara's phone rang and displayed a notification.

It turns out that Zayn's message was a video. Rara opened the message and displayed some photos of their togetherness that had been edited with accompanied by the song Afgan titled Jodoh Pasti Meet.

If you knew

How much I love

Always make you

Fill in my prayer

I know, it's not easy

Be who you ask

Break my heart

Destiny will answer

If I wasn't your path

I stopped expecting you

If I were created for you

I'll have you

The soul mate must have met .....

Rara was moved to see the video, Zayn had sent this video even though he was still on the road.

Rara smiled and wiped away the water in the corner of her eyes while riding in the elevator, as the elevator door was already open.