Trying To Be Faithful

Disgustful gaze Hasna

In an elite contract in the middle of the city, someone was lying on his comfortable bed. Fragrant aroma therapy, the more fragrant when blown AC. The shades of chocolate and cream make the atmosphere feel so comfortable.

The body of a burly man with a torn breadbasket stomach looks fresh after being cleaned under a warm shower. Her hair still looks half dry. He lay with both hands as a pillow.

"Damn it!" objurgation.

"Why did Raden have to go in first? Did he also want to taste the wacky body of the young widow? Ck ck!"

He stared at the ceiling that was already filled with images of Hasna's body, Hasna's neckline and Hasna's seductive lips.

"Aaaah, I can only enjoy the shadow. Mira, Mira, I can't even feel satisfied using you as an outlet."

The man stood up, went back inside the bathroom to let go of the desire while imagining Hasna.

Hasna's phone rang a few times, but she ignored it.

"Bun, that's his phone the sound goes on." Nay reminded.

"Let's go, son. Call from unknown people. Come on, now Nay bobo ya."

Hasna hugs Nay and Shaki, accompanying them to bed after Hasna returns home from work.

After his son fell asleep because of the dongen recited, Hasna again shed tears. His disappointment in Raden made Hasna cry silently.

What's wrong with me? I was determined not to deal with him, but why did I have to meet him again? Hasna, aren't you going to vapourize him? Why does your heart still hurt? Why me God?

Hasna immediately wiped away her tears. Trying to close your eyes even though it feels very difficult. His head was filled with questions about Raden.

In the morning, Hasna's head hurt from lack of sleep. She prepares breakfast for Shaki, bathing her children as soon as they wake up. Leave Shaki to Yati, the wife of a long time childless adult. Then take Shaki to school. After school, Shaki will go home to Yati. The woman is very happy if Shaki and Nay are in her house.

Hasna boarded an elf car, stopped at the terminal, then continued the journey by city transport. Then he got to work.

After paying the fare, Hasna immediately walked towards the restaurant. At the same time a white car came. Raggil. Hasna waited for Ragil to come down to give her a handkerchief.

"Good morning, Mba."

"Morning, chef. This chef I want to return this." Hasna gives a handkerchief belonging to chef Ragil.

"Oh, yes. Thanks to ya."

"I should be the one to thank."

"Your house is far from here? Riding an angkot?"

"Rumayan, chef. Yeah about 45 minutes."

"Far away, yes. Why don't you cost or contract around here?"

"Later no one takes care of my son, chef. Also the school has to move, kasian he just moved school time has to move again."

"Aaah, yes. Okay, then I'll go first."

"Yes, Chef."

Ragil went in ahead of Hasna.

"Mr!" Hasna's steps came to a halt when she heard Mira's voice.

"Hi." Hasna waved at the newly arrived Mira.

They also entered together. Mira and Hasna go to the bathroom to change clothes, wearing restaurant uniforms.

"Hopefully today not many customers come, yes. I'm a little tired, Mba. My hands hurt the dishwasher constantly."

"Either."

They laugh. However, the laughter did not last long as they got outside and there Raden was standing.

"You come to my office" Raden said, staring at Hasna.

"Good, sir."

Hasna followed Raden to his office.

"Douuuh, Mba Hasna will not be scolded because of our words earlier. This is my mouth why the hell? The period of hoping this restaurant is quiet, it means his opinion is also good, if bankrupt me and the others can be fired dong." Mira spoke to herself while hitting her mouth occasionally.

Hasna stood with both hands so interlocked in front. While Raden sat in his chair, staring dejectedly at Hasna.

Raden's office glass walls weren't even covered, everyone could see from the outside.

"What's that about? Why is Mr Raden here so early in the morning?"

"Don't know. That's why Hasna? Did he make a mistake?"

"Yes, I grieved Mr. Raden was so angry."

The employees who were looking were busy discussing with their respective opinions and questions about what happened to Hasna.

"Maybe Mba Hasna got angry because of what we said in the toilet. Mba Hasna and I hope today there are not many customers, and were heard by Mr. Raden."

"It's just worth it."

Everyone dispersed because the clock kept going. They have to prepare everything before any customers come.

"What's wrong? You avoiding me again?"

Hasna.

"Did I make a mistake? Tell me, what's my fault?"

Hasna remained silent.

"Hasna, say. What the hell is it? Why don't you pick up my phone? Why isn't there anything you're replying to? You know last night I couldn't sleep thinking about all this!"

Raden raised his voice.

Hasna remained silent. He lowered his head, not wanting to see the face of Raden he had already suspected.

"See me!"

Hasna doesn't care.

"If I have any wrong .. please say. Don't you shut up this way because I won't understand at all where my mistakes are?"

"Sorry, sir."

"I don't want to hear an apology, you just tell me what's wrong until you ignore my call."

"Sorry, sir."

"Hassn ...." Raden squeezed his head rough.

"I'm sorry, sir."

Raden pressed the button to keep the glass closed, immediately running towards Hasna. Hugged Hasna from behind tightly.

Hasna felt disgusted at being embraced by Raden whom she considered to have committed indecent acts on the nuns here.

"What's wrong?" tanya Raden saw Hasna's strange demeanor. "Why do you look disgusted at me?"

Hasna was silent. He didn't care about Raden and left just like that. Seeing Hasna's attitude, Raden felt himself so despicable. Seeing the look of disdain from Hasna's eyes, Raden felt himself very dirty and low.

He got angry, then left the restaurant just like that.