Two Husbands/New Life

The Part 109

Raka was tired. Again Thunder made a mistake when signing the company's report files. I don't know where it went wrong when I wrote it. Either write the name wrongly explained by the name Anindita. Thunder had completely lost half his soul until he had done his job many times wrong.

"I hope this time it's not wrong!" Raka again submitted the report file he printed back because of the wrong one.

Fortunately, the file he still saved saw many times Thunder made the same mistake since morning. Thunder accepted it without much protest. Somehow his mind and mind were not in line with his movements.

The shadows yesterday and this morning when he saw the girl he loved chose to leave him made him fall back like before when his parents chose to divorce because of his cheating father. Now, however, he was like a person who lost his sanity.

"Oh my, Thunder!" Raka said after seeing the mistake again that Thunder wrote in the important file

"Yes?" Tanya Thunder looked back at Raka with a face looking innocent.

"You better go home and rest! I'll have the driver drive you home." Raka's words made Thunder stare at Raka confused.

"What's wrong? I'm fine." Answer Thunder confidently began to sort through the files that do not know what was sorted.

Thunder was like a confused person who was about to do what.

"Thunder, please. You've made mistakes repeatedly. Don't force yourself to work while you're not okay." Raka's advice was staring at the battered Thunder.

"Really, I'm fine. It was just a small mistake. You can rewrite it." Speak Thunder lightly.

Raka let out a long and heavy breath.

"You're fine physically but not with your mind." The Raka Guman who made Thunder look up again looked at Raka.

"You said something?" Ask Thunder casually.

"No. I'm going back to my room." Thunder nodded in agreement, he chose to bow again to do his work.

But it turns out her tears are dripping down her cheeks. Thunder felt nothing, rubbed his tears rough and continued his work. But the tears she was holding kept dripping made her choose to hide her face on the table with both hands on the table as a cushion of her head.

His shoulders seem to move slowly. There was no sound, silence, but the inner thunder like being pierced by a thousand needles made him feel pain and tightness at the same time in his chest.

***

"Yes Mom?" Zian replied as he was on his way home.

"Where are you, son?" Maria sounded worried.

"I'm on my way home mom, now I'm stopping by the gas station first." Answer Zian.

"Good, hurry home! Something's making me anxious."

"What's wrong, ma'am?" Ask Zian curiously.

"We'll talk at home." Zian looked at his phone in confusion.

I don't know why his mother's riddled today. After the gas station attendants filled the tank of the motor. He drove his bike at a moderate speed. After all, almost until in ten more minutes maybe.

**

Zian parked his bike on the porch of his house as it recalled the hot weather today. He rubbed his sweat dripping on his forehead. Today somehow she felt relieved and happy. I don't know for what reason, maybe because he's already legitimately a widower, maybe. Again the shadow of her mistress flashed as her mind thought of her as a widower.

A widower or a surrogate husband? Inner Zian smiled wryly as he went inside immediately greeted his mother who was standing at the door.

"Assalamualaikum .." Greetings Zian while kissing the back of his mother's hand that looked at him in wonder.

Zian himself somehow his mother looked strange while looking at him.

"Assalamualaikum Ma'am..." Zian repeated his greeting, his mother still staring sinisterly as she answered her son's greeting.

"Wa'alaikum salutations." Ketus Maria followed in the footsteps of her son who was sitting on the living room sofa while taking off his shoes.

"Is there anything you want to say to Ando's mom?" Maria asked, looking closely at her son who showed an innocent face and as if nothing had happened.

"You're not hiding anything from mom, are you?" Maria asked looking at Zian in full search.

"What's wrong, ma'am? I said the obvious let me understand, Mom." Zian answered completely ignorant.

"Are you really not keeping things a secret to mom?" Maria asked once again to look at her son for an explanation.

"I don't really know what you're talking about." Answer Zian sure.

He thought back, digesting back his mother's question.

"Really?" Zian again shook with confidence.

"If you say you're married again, that's not the case."

"Ohuk ..uhuk..." Zian choked on his own saliva when he heard his mother's words.

"What does mother mean?" Zian answered nervously but he was able to control himself for too long as a bodyguard, Zian was able to hide his facial expression.

But too late, his mother kissed something strange and Zian knew the meaning of his mother's gaze that he could not lie.

"Mom, Zian's clothes..." Anin who suddenly appeared in the living room did not continue her words as soon as she saw Zian was also there.

Her mother decided to take her to Zian's room because she claimed to be Zian's wife. And Rima did not mind even though she was forced to allow it. And when entering Zian's room, Anin saw Zian's room was messy because he had played with Abel and had not been cleaned up because he was hunted to take care of his affairs in court.

So Zian thought he would take care of it after coming home from court. And his dirty clothes were also scattered on the floor and bed. So Anin took the initiative to clean up for her husband while hearing the direction of the mother-in-law. Anin was surprised to see Zian's messy room, as soon as the man was very neat when in the apartment.

Zian gasped to wake up from his seat which was shocked to see the appearance of his mistress appearing in his small house.

"Non Anin." Zian took turns looking at his mother who was looking at him cynically with the look of her face asking for an explanation.

"Mas, we're home." Anin approached Zian and shook Zian's hand nervously while peeping at the back of her husband's hand which she had been ignoring all along.

Zian who was not used to being treated like that by Anin suddenly pulled his fingers before Anin managed to kiss the back of his hand. Anin stared blankly at the fingers of her hand that felt rejected by her husband. He let out a heavy sigh and still showed his smile even though his chest was a little tight.

"What is non Anin doing here?" Zian asked guiltily at the look of disappointment on Anin's face due to the spontaneous movement as she pulled her fingers.

"She said she was your wife? Are you married in series?" Maria looked at Zian clingyly demanding an explanation.

Zian looked at his mother feeling guilty and turned to look at Anin who looked down also feeling guilty.

"Se. there seems to be a misunderstanding." Zian replied smiling sweetly trying to dodge because he had not told the truth about her being a substitute bride.

"Oh yeah, son Anin said he can't get married officially because you still have a wife?" Maria told Zian.

Anin looked at the two feeling guilty, shouldn't she come suddenly like this. He should have told Zian first. But since yesterday Anin contacted him but Zian's phone is not active. Looks like Zian used his old phone when he came home.

"Mom, can I have a word with non Anin?"

"No. Here, I want to hear your explanation, too." Maria sarcas' reply made Zian misbehave.

"Lady..." Anin looked up at the usually resolute man whining funnyly in front of his angry mother.

"Mom, we'll talk to you for a second!" Pinta Anin makes Maria unable to refuse the request of her daughter-in-law.

Maria glanced at Zian who looked hopelessly begging her.

"alright. You guys talk, and then tell me everything about it. Everybody!" Maria stressed her last word.

Zian let out a sigh of relief and entered the room followed by Anin after bowing politely farewell to her mother-in-law.

TB