Throw Your Ex In His Place !
Ep. 90
“Halo, Mas Doni,” greet Dara with a spring.
“Halo, Ra. From now on you will not have to remember Farhan's name. Doni doesn't want you to have any more contact with him. Your relationship is over and Mas Doni will also not recognize him as a friend of Mas again.”
“Indeed why, Mas? What really happened?” ask Dara wonder. His bright face instantly turned into a hue of anxiety.
“Mas Doni has just seen him being with another woman and he has also admitted that the woman is his lover.”
A very heartbreaking statement from Dara. The longing he had been longing for all this time was reciprocated with such a painful wound. His body was instantly drained, his phone fell on the mattress and he buried his face in a pillow sobbing. He paid no heed to his older brother who kept ragging behind the phone.
“Ra, I go first yes,” take Ardi while patting his wife's shoulder.
“Hah? Where?” ask Dara in a daze.
“Why you? From earlier I noticed you are a lot silent and often daydream? What was? Does anyone hurt?” asked Ardi, looking closely at the face of the woman he loved so much.
“I'm fine. I'm fine, Brother,” replied Dara with a smile.
“Thank God you're okay. I'm going with Lia and Febri to the nearest supermarket. You're at home just the same, huh?”
“I'm coming. What are you going there for? Want to buy what?”
“Yes, Ra. So, from earlier you did not listen at all?”
Dara shook her head.
“I want to buy some materials for the barbeque party later tonight. I'm leaving now. Oh, well, Lia's ready. You help Eyang and the Holy Aunt ready for the equipment, yes. Bye, Babe.” Ardi gently rubbed Dara's cheek before passing with Lia in his car.
Dara who was stunned was suddenly startled by someone's voice. It was Farhan's voice. The person he had not wanted to meet was already in front of him right now. Every time Dara saw his face for some reason there was a sense of fear in him. His hands trembled and his body was like a fever, chills and cold heat. Dara moved her legs faster to avoid it, but it made Farhan continue to chase after her.
“From, wait!” Farhan grabbed Dara's hand.
“Please let go of my hand, Brother. I don't want anyone to see this and cause slander. I don't want to!” tukas Dara's.
“Good, I let go. But, at least listen to my explanation first, Ra. I don't want any misunderstanding between us.”
“I think it's not necessary. Besides, now I have become a wife,” said Dara while showing a blue-eyed ring circular on her ring finger. “Dear wife of your beloved adopted sister, Seno Ardhibrata. I am Dara Amelia Ardhibrata,” continued Dara straightforwardas.
“But until this second I still love you, Ra. I'm so sorry about what happened six years ago. Doni didn't give me a chance to talk and explain to you. I'm really very sorry, Ra.”
“Your explanation is too late, Brother Farhan. I think we have had enough of our conversation here. Excuse me.” Dara left Farhan in his place.
***
Together with Eyang and Auntie Suci, Dara prepared some other complementary ingredients in the kitchen. Mix seasoning to boil chicken and also make sambal. Cutting leaves and also cucumbers as vegetables.
“Ra, Aunty can ask you to get me a big pot on top of that cupboard?” asked the Holy Aunt while pointing her index finger at the kitchen cabinet. “Please yes, Ra. Auntie wants to wash her first. Oh yeah, you can use that little chair to help you reach it.”
“Iya, Aunt.” Dara put down the knife she was holding. He pulled the chair next to the closet. The chair was a little rickety. Carefully Dara placed her feet on the chair, she tried to adjust her body balance on the chair that kept swaying.
“No need, Eyang. I can do it,” replied Dara. “Tuh, can I. But, eehh Dara lost her balance.
“Awas, Ra!” yelled Eyang in panic.
Hap! Someone's holding Dara's body. One of his hands was coiled around the slender waist of the horse-painted woman. While the other hand caught the pot so as not to clash with the kitchen floor.
“You all right?” ask Farhan.
“I'm fine. Quickly let go of me!” dara said as both hands pushed down Farhan's chest, but his movements made him fall further into the man's arms.
“Do not move much. I'll help you get down,” said Farhan. He then lowered Dara's tiny body with one arm.
“Thank you,” said Dara briefly.
“What is this? Why does Brother Farhan hug my wife?” asked Ardi with a sour face. He stood in front of the kitchen door with a white plastic bag.
“No need to be angry, Di. Eyang was here with them. Farhan only helped Dara who was about to fall due to riding on that rickety chair. Nothing, Di,” said Eyang.
“True, Sister. There was nothing between the two of us. Brother Farhan is just helping me,” explained Dara.
“Sgratitude.” Ardi breathed a sigh of relief. “Actually I know, I've seen it since. It's just that my pace is less than that of Kak Farhan. Thank you, Brother for helping my wife.”
“No problem, In. Anytime if you need my help, I will always be ready to help,” Farhan said.
“Already, Take a break. Now let me finish the rest,” said Lia while taking the pot that was in Farhan's hands.
“Thank you, Li. I went to the room first,” said Dara, then she passed away leaving Farhan who continued to pay attention to her every step.
***
A beautiful night of stars. The moon enthroned with a wake radiating its rays. To be such an enchanting shade for those who are drunk by romance. So did Ardi and Dara. They enjoyed a warm dinner with the family in the courtyard of the Eyang house while admiring the beauty of the Almighty.
“The roast is really good, Kak,” said Dara.
“Pastya, Tea. This is the secret recipe of Eyang. So, guaranteed addictive,” timpal Lia.
“The satisfaction is very good yes, romantic,” said Febri. “Pas really make another honeymoon.”
“Uhuk... uhuk Dara choked on hearing Febri's words.
“Nih, Ra. Drink the water,” said Ardi and Farhan simultaneously, while thrusting a glass in front of him.
“Thank you,” said Dara. She took the glass given by her husband. While Farhan slowly he left the dining table.
“It looks like something is weird with Kak Farhan. Why yes? It was not usual for him to behave like that with a newly known person. He's very considerate. Last afternoon he helped Dara in the kitchen. Now he swiftly gave her a glass of water as Dara choked. It is impossible that Farhan ... Uh! Don't think strange! Surely he did that because he already considered Dara like his own sister. Because ... he is his wife Ardi,” Inner Febri.
