The Virgin Widow of the Solehah

Chapters 16. The Strange Husband

The atmosphere of the luxurious house still feels lonely let alone the waiter deliberately came and went only from morning to evening. Adinda has just finished some herself by wearing a continuous shirt until the navy-colored ankles are combined with a light blue hijab. The girl looks ready to go to campus from today without having to follow MOS first like other students because everything has been arranged by Mr. Suryo.

When he arrived at the dining table, the girl was confused to find food supplies that would be brought to the campus because suddenly the supply box was lost as if taken by an invisible subtle creature.

“Feelings earlier I really already nyiapin own stock, Kok can Rai anyway?” Adinda was really confused by the strange incident she experienced this morning.

The girl was very sure of what she had done this morning. Making breakfast fried rice menu his favorite is quite a lot so that it can be brought as a provision to the campus so as not to snack outside to be able to save the money Reza gave every month to him. So unreliable, the girl to check the supply box which is usually on the top plate rack but in fact, the supply box was also really a disgrace follow out of nowhere.

“Then there is a thief entering the house? Is it not-don't who took my food even Mas Reza again? Didn't she think I didn't see her eating anymore last night, but she obviously herself emphasized all the cooking I'd been cooking, really a weird husband. He said I was just a hick wife and did not want to touch my cooking but everything was entered into the stomach like a hungry man!” Adinda was busy tweeting herself in the kitchen area, feeling upset mixed with anxiety given her husband's strange behavior.

“Huft .. ah! Instead of upsetting me all day it is better to say what I have done in this house so that my heart feels relieved rather than the unclear anger that there is my mood to go to campus to be bad.” Adinda grabbed the plate and opened the hood to eat the fried rice that had been prepared.

The girl's forehead was clearly just crinkled in confusion, finding a bowl that had been filled to visit suddenly only looks like a quarter even though Adinda really remembers the dishes she made for breakfast. The slices of lettuce that were so neat on the plate also look messy like they just got hit by a tsunami of someone's hand.

“What did I do when I took a shower, Mas Reza went downstairs to steal it?” she said she spoke for herself because there was no way anyone else could have entered the house except her husband as the main suspect.

“Astagfirullah, when I talk about my own husband as a thief anyway? But is he the same as a thief who took his wife's cooking because obviously he said he would never eat my cooking but why take it secretly? Strange husband, in front of me said no want and hick but behind me even everything I cooked was laid!” Adinda chewed the fried rice that she made with a little nagging because there was no friend where she complained in the big house.

After finishing breakfast, Adinda immediately washed the dishes she had just used, tidied the dining table before actually going to campus. He wanted to say goodbye to his husband but he had to know himself, if Reza would never care about anything he would do according to the wishes of the man.

Not to mention the existence of a letter of agreement that has been signed in accordance with Reza's request a few days ago, he must have his own limits and will only be considered a stranger in this house even though deep in the heart of Adinda, still terbesit sebit do’a, may God one day open the door of Reza's heart to accept her as a real wife.

Little doubt the girl went up to the second floor because after all, the man was her legal husband both in the eyes of religion and in the eyes of state law.

Geck! Geck! Geck!

“Assalamualaikum Mas Reza,” Adinda said after knocking on her husband's door several times to make the man who had become the main suspect of the thief of fried rice made almost choked on his food.

Chequek!

The man deliberately yawned as his hand deliberately rubbed his eyes. He didn't want to get caught when he woke up.

“Interrupt people to sleep!” grit it with the face as regrettably as possible.

“Oh, Mas Reza just woke up huh? Sorry if I disturbed you. Adinda just want to say goodbye to the campus just kok,” said the girl reached out her hand.

“Ngapain ask for more money? I gave you money for a month through your account number at that time! Still less? Basic girl matre lo!” maki Reza is getting annoyed.

Adinda can be seen rolling her eyeballs so irritatedly listening to the spicy sentence that came out and just slid off her husband's lips, “Have finished nagging her? I reached out does not mean I want to ask for money because money from you alone I have never touched. Didn't I just say if you just want to say goodbye to campus and this outstretched hand just want to salim with her husband because you are my legal husband! Looks like you really don't want to even be greeted by your own wife, so I'll never do it again, assalamualaikum!”

Adinda turned her body without looking again at her husband's face which turned out to have just felt guilty, after accusing Adinda as a matre girl. The heart of the wife who will not feel hurt if doing anything good, the man who married him gave accusations and also the painful meaning so spicy against him.

So bad was a Adinda in front of Reza's eyes that no subtle word was able to come out of the lips of the man who had become her legal husband.

‘Will all the fates of the wives who were made the spouse of a rich man like a Reza get the bad treatment as I received?’ thought the girl while the corner of her eyes were already watering.

The girl came out of the big house that was used as a wedding gift with Reza with a wounded heart, standing in the yard while waiting for the online taxi she had booked.

Meanwhile, the man who had legally become her husband was still standing in the doorway with a body frozen like a lifeless statue.

“Sorry because I wrongly accused lo!” Reza rubbed his face rough, feeling guilty for accusing Adinda so recklessly.