
Farhan felt guilty. His mind was as if sliced to see his wife hurt by his stupidity.
"I'm sorry, Mom. Because I'm stupid, I'm prejudiced against you. I am jealous to see you two. Jealousy blinded my eyes so I could not think clearly. I accept that Dek Via wants to punish me. Do it, as long as it can erase your heartache," said Farhan, kneeling before Via.
Via was shocked to learn her husband was on his knees. He immediately pulled Farhan's hand.
"It is not appropriate for me to kneel so. Sit down!" said Via softly. He shrinks his tears.
Farhan got up and took out a handkerchief from his pocket. The removal of Via tears that are still left near the eyes.
"What do you have to do to get rid of your wounds? Mas is haunted by guilt for hurting Mas's own wife" whispered Farhan.
"Please promise that you will no longer be prejudiced. If there's a problem, talk about it."
"God willing, I will not repeat my mistake."
Via looked into the eyes of the man who had officially become her husband. He caught the honesty and sincerity there.
"Thank you" said Via Lirih.
"Don't thank me! I'm already guilty. I deserve to be punished."
Via smiled gently, "By realizing your mistake and not repeating again that's enough."
Farhan was relieved. So happy, he unconsciously hugged Via, clutched tightly in his chest.
"Mas, this is a public place. Even though we are married, it is not good to spread intimacy in front of people. I'm ashamed too" whispered Via as he thrashed.
Frhan immediately let go of his embrace. He saw Via's cheeks blushing red.
"Sorry, I'm out of control. I'm so happy."
Via just nodded. His face is still hidden.
"She, we still have a lot to learn from each other. While studying, I want you to make a backrest. When you have a problem, I want to be the first to know it, which helps you solve it. Can I?" farhan Pinta.
Again Via just nodded. This time he had dared to look at Farhan.
"It's noon. Go, yuk! But I want to eat with you first. Wanna?" bring Farhan.
"By," answered Via.
They walked to the parking lot. Once there, Farhan opened the seat and picked up the plastic package.
"Sit down!" farhan's orders.
Via according to, sitting on the motorcycle seat. He was shocked that Farhan was squatting in front of him, taking off Via's wet socks.
"Mas ...," cried Via restrained.
"Be quiet! I know, you must be messing with water. That's why I'm preparing socks. If you don't change soon, you catch a cold" Farhan said, wearing new socks.
Via shy and at once touched. He was confused about what to do. So, he just quietly let Farhan change his socks.
"It's done. Yuk, lunch!"
Farhan stopped the motorbike and drove it to a restaurant.
"Would we eat here?"
"Yes. Why?"
"It's a fancy restaurant" said Via.
"Calm down, my money's still enough, okay."
It has been a long time since Via has not eaten at a fancy restaurant. In the past, when both parents were still alive, eating at fancy restaurants was common. On weekends, they often eat in such places.
Via choose a menu that includes cheap prices. She did not want her husband to spend money on food.
"Tomorrow again, do not need to eat in an expensive place like gini. Don't waste money" whispered Via.
"It's okay once in a while. For a special woman, whatever I give. This is at once to make amends yesterday" Farhan replied in a whisper.
"Tomorrow again, don't be wasteful! Use money wisely."
"Yes. Every now and then can dong, dating the same adoration."
Blush.... The red hue quickly decorated Via's cheeks.
"Via can do it, right?"
"Can't you? Ask what, anyway?"
"Why did Mas Farhan ride a motorcycle have Mas Azka?"
"Indeed why? Deck Via shy?"
"Tempo?" Via eyes bulging.
Farhan soon realized his mistake. Via certainly is feeling accused of being a matre girl.
Via shakes. He said softly, "Those who know me and Mas consider Mas Farhan my brother. Not too often, of course they will not suspect."
Farhan smiled with relief. He was worried that Via was offended.
"Actually, there's a special reason why I'm on a motorcycle."
"What's that?" Via curious.
"First of all, I now go to the office on a motorbike so that it is not flashy and can go everywhere more freely. Especially today, I deliberately use a motorcycle because I want a romantic atmosphere. That's why I asked Dek Via to hug my waist."
"Tuh, mode right?" accuse Via with reddish cheeks.
Farhan just laughed.
Before long their order menu was served.
"Eat, yuk! Am I a bribe?" Farhan asked while blinking his eyes.
"Ish, this is a public place. Can't indulge in intimacy!" say Via with emphasis.
"OKAY. When will Dek Via return? Let's make out in a private room."
"Him!" Via put on a pouting face. Farhan laughed at Via's expression.
"Where did you eat, Deck Via? Ready to take you anywhere."
"Just go home, Mom."
"really home? Didn't you want to shop?"
Suddenly Via was electrocuted.
"God willing! Via forgot. Surely Ratna and Mbak Mira are worried because Via has not returned."
Via immediately retrieved his phone and unlocked the screen. Sure enough, there were five missed calls and two messages from Ratna.
He immediately opened Ratna's message.
Ratna
[Vi, where are you going? Why not go home yet?]
[You weren't kidnapped, were you? Please pick up the phone, dong!]
Via smile. He immediately typed a message for Ratna.
[Sorry, Rat. There was Mas Farhan. I have important business. I'm doing fine.]
Return the phone to the bag. Then, he finished the remaining drink half a glass.
"Have you? Want to go now?" ask Farhan.
Via nodded. Farhan immediately completed the payment. Then, he took Via's hand out.
They're headed for a supermarket. Once there, Farhan picks up and pushes the trolley. Via picked up the things he needed.
"Aren't you cooking to eat everyday?"
"Yes. Why?"
"Bought for your daily needs."
Farhan took the basic goods. In an instant, the trolley was already full. Via just shakes the head.
"What else?" ask Farhan.
"We're going there," take Via.
Once the place in question, Via took three packs of pads. Again his cheeks were red. Farhan was delighted to see Via who was being struck by shame.
"Kan Mas so know what you usually wear. Who knows, Mas should buy it" said Farhan relaxed.
"Already, ah. Go, yuk!"
"Lho, these groceries must be paid first, just returned home," said Farhan. He pushed the trolley to the cashier.
"Sstt, save your money" whispered Farhan as Via took the wallet.
Via will protest. However, Farhan's index finger had already stuck to his lips.
"Here, the one let Via carry," pinta Via. He felt bad because Farhan brought a lot of his groceries.
"No need. It's still strong, though. Ni actually go home to the shophouse now? Deck Via don't want to buy clothes or shoes?"
"No, Mas. There's a lot, though."
Finally, they went out to the motor park.