Trying To Be Faithful

Dealova

One room, one bed, even one blanket, but not talking to each other. Wouldn't it be better to stay far apart but still be able to communicate.

The gods tried to make up, trying to say hello but Akhtia always ignored. It's like talking to a wall. Only one direction.

"Honestly, if it continues like this, I should stay at my parents' house for some time. It's weird to stay on one roof but not talk to each other. I don't want you to feel uncomfortable."

Akhtia was silent.

"Alright, you being quiet means you agree."

The god stepped in slowly hoping that Akhtia would stop him. Or at least he spoke even if it was just one word.

The God's decision was already unanimous, he finally came home because Achtia still did not give a good reaction.

As soon as the door closed, Achtia who had originally tidied up the clothes, immediately stopped her activities. He hugged his knees, then cried.

The assumption of having sodara and mother will always be happy, in fact not. That trouble will always come was not thought of by Achtians. No tears are everlasting, and no happiness is everlasting.

"When I was home for two days, why was there anything strange?" ask the exfoliator when they have breakfast. Neither Akhtia nor Airlangga responded. They focus on finishing their breakfast.

Ignored, who will be strong? The ex is alone there. Who is he in that house, only stepchildren hitchhiking alive, he thought.

Sadness began to crawl the heart of Puput. He who can move on and can return cheerful after entering the house, now began to remain silent.

Airlangga paid first, while Achtia returned to her room without finishing her breakfast.

"I'm actually nobody in this house." She wiped her tears violently. He went back to the room to get some clothes. Then go to school using public transport.

"Where do you want to move, Non?" ledek Imas's.

"Can I live in your house? Until my parents come."

"Where are your parents going?"

"To tha-"

Well, there's no way I'm saying mom's equally papa's abroad.

"To his sodas in Tanggerang. May I go with you, in a very quiet house. Afraid to stay alone."

"Can, anyway. But my house is so ugly, sure to be at home?"

The puput nodded in spirit.

At least I have a friend who cares. God always has a way of helping his servants. Alhamdulillahot.

"Bi, it's so quiet at home. Where's the other one going? Uh, yes. Since mom and dad left, the house is lonely." Airlangga walked towards the kitchen to grab a drink, Bi Juria followed from behind.

"The God's Mask to his house for fighting with Neng Tia. Continue ...."

Airlangga delayed taking a second sip of water as Bi Juria stopped her speech.

"What's wrong?"

"It." Bi Juria gave a piece of paper to Airlangga. "It looks like Neng Puput is also leaving." The airlangga began to read it.

"Goodoo. If they both outside the house could be more free to meet." Akhtia suddenly came while saying in a jutek tone.

"Can you not have to be that jutek?"

"Loh, why? Brother doesn't like it? Brother is more vulnerable to him than I am? Go away, everybody behind him. Go there."

"If God likes to be fattened, why? He is just your contract husband. Your marriage is pretending. Not because of love."

"At least if you want to snatch people's husbands, do not husband sodara himself. Don't know how to be embarrassed!"

"Akhtian!"

The girl was stunned as Airlangga violently snapped at her. For the first time in an Achtian lifetime.

"If you like God, say it directly. Tell the truth about your husband, do not just diem continue to blame other women just because he is close to your husband. You jealous? Say it! Puput must have understood."

"Absite ...." Akhtia was terrified and also shocked.

"Read this!" Airlangga threw a letter written by Puput to Achtia.

The paper fell.

Emotions have taken hold of the heart, anger and envy have blinded the heart of Achtia. He did not take the paper but he stepped on it. Then Akhtia went to his room.

While climbing the stairs, Akhtia passed by Airlangga who was wearing his leather jacket.

"Where are you going, Bang?" tanyakanya.

"Dragon!" Achtia pulls Airlangga's hand.

"Don't want to lose your mother just because you hate her son." Said Airlangga while looking at Achtia sharply. Airlangga threw his sister's hand, and she left.

When Airlangga came out, the gods came in.

"Where are you going, Bro?"

"Just be your wife."

"Well, what's the matter? I'm fine too."

"Sister came here?" ask Akhtia. The god immediately turned around.

"Hi."

"What's wrong? There's no abscess, she's running away from home."

"Oh, means Airlangga wants to nyari anyway?"

"Aren't you coming along with Puput? Not worried about the mother?"

"Emmm, as a person who had been close to his mother as a friend, I was worried. But yes, there is also Airlangga."

"Didn't my sister like Puput? He said he likes the girls in this house."

"Yes?"

"I'm still angry. Don't go to this house and go to the house of mami and papi."

"I'm here to invite you to my house. Mami both papi want us to stay there as long as papa and mother are not there."

"No."

"I've been following what you want all along, what a hard time it is now to return the favor."

"Oh, not sincere?"

"Yes, that's why I want to take it now. Anyway tonight you pack your things and we go there. I wait here," said the Lord as he sat on the sofa.

Good yes, at least when Puput comes, I do not need to avoid.

"Yes, wait."

Achtia was warmly welcomed by the family of Gods, mami embraced Akhtia affectionately. The goddess was the same, welcoming the sister-in-law whose age was below her.

"Welcome home, son. How was it on the road?" ask Papi.

"Haha. Kan deket Pi. So yeah, well, anyway."

"thankfully. Have you eaten? My mom prepared a special meal for you. Come on." Mahendra embraces Akhtia and takes her to the dinner table.?

Mahendra doesn't look like people think. His face was not as scary as his attitude. He was so kind and warm to his daughter-in-law. Even he could laugh off when Akhtia told him a funny thing.

It was at this time that Akhtia felt she had a new family.

It's warm in here. The people are nice and friendly, I feel comfortable. Yes, at least the gods do not meet too often with Puput.

"But, Mommy, if I stay here, maybe?"

The God Family stared at Achtia together. They ssling glanced in disbelief.

"Why suddenly? Have you talked to papa?" ask God.

Don't you, the god looks unwilling I'm staying here, is it because you don't want to part away from my half-sister?

"The fire will talk to Raden" Mahendra said. She was so happy that Akhtia wanted to stay here. And with other families.

Finished tidying up the clothes, Achtia laid her body on the bed of the Gods. Suddenly his phone rang, there was an email coming in.

From Dealova.

However, just as he was about to open the email, his phone died.

"Sir, pinjem charger." Akhtia approached the God who was typing on his laptop. Karma is too solemn, God does not hear Achtia. He was typing something.

Curious, Achtia saw what Dea was writing. His eyes were wide when he saw what was on the screen.

"Dealovas?" whispered.