
On a sunny morning at the top of town B, Zahira went out to enjoy the beautiful scenery there, being in that place made her forget a little bit of sadness, she said, cold weather with a green expanse of orange groves not far from where he stood, he came out with a simple hijab and his beloved jacket.
Anggara passed by Zahira, the man only smiled slightly.
"What time are we home?" zahira shouted, but the man did not turn his head, I don't know where he was going.
Zahira chased after him with a slight run, the girl walked quickly while paying attention to the adult man's posture. 'It turns out the man is handsome once, but why isn't he married yet?' Zahira.
The man stopped suddenly, Zahira who was still busy with his thoughts was forced to stop, he almost hit the handsome man.
"Stupid girl!" anggara smiled.
"Where are you going?" Zahira did not return her smile.
"You go." she replied briefly.
"Where to?" ask Zahira again.
"To your heart!" answer prank.
"You like me?" Zahira looked at the man.
"If yes?" anggara looked at him meaningfully.
"I'm a man's wife!" Shouts reminded.
"Just divorce your husband, so that he will no longer be anyone's wife." Anggara was upset once always heard that remark.
"I'm thinking about it." Zahira answered unconcernedly.
"Good!" Anggara walked back, and Zahira followed him again.
"Where are we going?" ask Zahira.
"Taking the file, my assistant will drop the file we just have to wait at the end of it." Anggara pointed to the end of the road they were exploring.
"What file?" zahira asked still wanting to know.
"I'm building a villa on the other end. The one over here I'm going to sell." he explained while still walking.
"There are so many assets, if you get married, it will be very lucky for the woman who is your wife" said Zahira.
"I'm getting married" she replied briefly.
"Who?"
"With a very beautiful woman." Anggara smile.
"Is she more beautiful than I am?" Zahira still did not stop asking.
"Later I'll bring her to meet you, if you're prettier than her then you'll marry me." Anggara is getting bolder.
"I told you I'm wife_"
"My wife." Anggara faced Zahira, the man stared at her for a long time.
Zahira did not know what to say, she fell silent while enjoying the handsome face.
"I'm serious Zahira, I can't hold my feelings any longer. If you can't stand your husband then leave, I really hope you will accept me, give birth to my children. Because to be honest, I need a child to hold all my property, and I want you to be the mother of my children." Anggara still looked at him.
"Even if I'm betrayed because I'm not pregnant, you're not wrong to want a stupid woman like me. My husband who loved me very much at first, will now slowly forget me, because he will have a child from another woman and that great love will evaporate. Sometimes I wonder what if I ask Radit to choose between me and his son?" the delicate voice sounded fragile, her clear eyes staring at Anggara as if looking for answers there.
But it looks like Anggara has no power to answer that question.
"I think you'll make the same choice, and I'm the one who has to go at last" he said, looking down weakly, his tears coming down again, dripping down on the dull grass.
"I'm not your husband Zahira, I've been through a lot in this world, I'm not going to play around with life like an ABG looking for identity. I'm old and I want to have you at the end of my life" Anggara explained.
"But for the child thing, it really makes me desperate" he replied still sobbing bitterly.
"I'm sure you'll have a child." Anggara.
"That's just your prejudice, later after we get married, I'll get you pregnant in no time" the man said very confidently.
"What if you're not pregnant?" ask the girl with her desperate face.
"Are you not sure about me?" Anggara is getting closer to him.
"It's not so." she replied quietly, the woman shuddered in horror.
Anggara really anxious to see the young woman who is still married, if only divorced?
"Of Anggara!" someone's voice called him.
"Yes" she replied, still not turning her eyes to the brown-veiled woman wiping her tears.
"This is the file and Assistant Ricky is on his way here to pick you up" said the beautiful Anggara assistant, handing over the red map.
"Thank you." Anggara took the file.
At first glance Zahira saw the woman as if she was calling attention to her boss, minimal clothes and long hair made in such a way as to attract the attention of Anggara.
"Let's go home!" Zahira pulled Anggara's suit to leave the place immediately.
"Why hurry, I still enjoy the beautiful scenery." Assume to know the head of the girl.
"You heard, it's a castor seed." Zahira pointed towards the back.
"He's not a lasher." Anggara chuckles amusedly hearing it.
"Of course it will be the actor, the proof is that my husband has taken a woman dressed in scanty and produced children." Zahira is getting emotional.
"That's your husband. While I'm still Zahira's bachelor, it's only natural that she wants to approach me and of course she'll be happy to be my wife."
"You like it?" ask Zahira.
"No!" answer Anggara.
"Your mouth says no tomorrow you're greedy as well until her stomach puffs up." Zahira was expressing her frustration.
Anggara just chuckles amusedly, he is still filled with emotions.
"Prepare we go home Ricky is ready and does not want to wait" said Anggara let the little girl into the Villa.
It didn't take long, Zahira was ready and a little dressed up. This time he wore an umbrella skirt with a plain white shirt, with a long white hijab as well.
"Let's go in!" anggara's orders opened the car door.
"You said you'd book a cab for me." Zahira is still standing.
"Too long if you have to wait for a taxi. What if I come home with me?" ask Anggara annoyed.
"I'm the wife of the man." she replied lowered her head.
"I know you're somebody's wife, I don't sleep in the room with you, either? Do you think we're cheating?" ask Anggara.
"Am I that bad?" ask Zahira to get in the car.
"I really feel like he's an affair." Anggara muttered with his upset face.
Ricky laughed when he saw the two strange people together.
Along the way there was no chatter, Zahira was busy with her own thoughts, preparing mentally and energy to face reality after a night of thinking about her decision.
"Of!" call him then after more than an hour of silence.
"Yes?" answered Anggara who seemed to be busy thinking about many things as well.
"I need a lawyer to sue Radit for divorce, I've decided to ask for separation. Even if I'm going to stay hurt, especially after the birth of their child, I always have to give in." Zahira was sad again.