Two Rings

Feeling Not Having And Having

I'm yours, but you don't want to have me.

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Dion got home first, he went in and met his wife.

"Mel, I'm home. You where?" Dion asked slightly raising the volume of his voice.

"I'm here" Melati replied from the back of the house.

Dion immediately set foot, looking for the whereabouts of his wife.

After finding the figure he was looking for, Dion immediately hugged Melati from behind.

"What are you again?" Dion asked while sniffing the fragrance of his wife's body.

Melati turned around, and put on a smile at her husband.

"Mas doesn't see I'm taking care of a beloved plant" said Melati.

Dion smiled, "oh yes, today a new housekeeper is coming."

"really?" Melati asked as she raised her eyebrows.

Dion nodded, "yes, I asked Mom. He said today he came to our house.

"Yes already then" said Melati.

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Rissa walked towards the house of her husband as well as her honey, step by step getting closer to the doorway.

For a moment Rissa circulated her gaze, noticing the beautiful-looking dwelling in her eyes.

"Bismillah," Rissa began to knock on the door of the house.

There's no answer. Again, Rissa knocked on her husband's door.

Sounding authentic from inside the house, making Rissa increasingly made nervous.

"Yes, who are you looking for, Ma'am?" Bi Ai asked as she watched Rissa from the end of the veil, to her feet.

"I'm sorry, I'm Rissa. I'm the new housekeeper here," Rissa answered stammeringly.

Bi Ai frowned, she did not know about the arrival of Rissa.

"Wait a minute, Ma'am. I'm looking for my employer first" Bi Ai replied as she left Rissa on the porch.

Rissa nodded her head, and stood waiting for Bi Ai.

Bi Ai who half ran looking for Dion as well as Melati, he wanted to make sure about the statement of Rissa who called herself a new domestic assistant.

"Den, Non. Sorry to interrupt" said Bi Ai.

Dion turned, and moved from his place.

"Why Bi?" Ask Dion.

"In front there are women, she said the new housekeeper here." Bi Ai explained.

Melati glanced towards her husband, "it might be her, Mas."

"Yes" Dion answered and walked out of the house.

Melati follows her husband, as well as Bi Ai who wants to know who Rissa really is.

"Sa," said Dion.

Rissa raised her bowed face, and slightly bent her body in front of Dion as well as Melati.

"Oh this is Mas Dion's wife, beautiful." Rissa muttered in her mind.

"Honey, this is Rissa. Our new housekeeping assistant" Dion said with a bad feeling.

Melati smiled kindly, even extending her hand to Rissa.

"Delati," he said.

Rissa returned that honeyed smile, and shook her hand as well.

"Rissa... Carissa Medina." Rissa mentioned his full name.

"Beautiful name, just like the man." Melati praised Rissa's shady look in a peach-colored hijab.

"Thank you, Non Melati is also pretty." Rissa praised back.

"Call Jasmine, like we're the same age." Melati.

Rissa fell silent, at a glance she glanced towards Dion.

"Once, later on, his acquaintance. Now that we're in, we want maghrib too."

Dion invites Rissa in, and leads her to the living room.

Rissa complied, and followed her husband's footsteps. His feelings now cannot be explained, there are things that make his heart sad at this time. Yes, although there is no seed of love between Dion and Rissa, but seeing Dion being held captive by Melati slightly makes her chest tight.

Dion and Melati sat on the sofa, in contrast to Rissa, sitting on the floor.

"Sa, not on the floor. Sitting on top," Pinta Dion reflexively. Melati looked at her husband who spryly asked Rissa not to sit on the floor, of course it made Melati a little amazed.

Rissa nodded, and obeyed her husband's orders.

"Sa, hope you're at home here. Oh yes, you can sleep in the guest room. Over there," pointed Dion at one of the rooms in his house.

Melati is almost in disbelief, Rissa who is a housekeeper status but allowed Dion to sleep in the guest room. Given they have a special room of a housekeeper.

"Mas, is it a special room for a full-fledged housekeeper?" Melati pretended to ask.

"Look, baby. Rissa was close to Mom, she was treated well there too. I already think of Rissa as family" Dion said.

Melati fell silent, trying to accept her husband's words.

"All right then" said Melati.

The sound of Adzan rang, making Rissa ventured to speak.

"Sir, ma'am, I would like to ask permission to pray" said Rissa reluctantly.

"Call me Mas, and call Melati, Ma'am!" Dion.

Rissa nodded, and Melati did not seem to mind her husband's orders.

"Yes, you go to the room, rest and pray." Dion added.

"Darling, we better get to the room." Dion invites his wife to go and he also feels uncomfortable with his clothes that already feel sticky on his body.

Jasmine and Dion now moved, and went to her room. As with Rissa, she walked into the room that her husband had shown her.

In the room, Rissa immediately tidied up her belongings. After that, he immediately performed the Maghrib prayer service.

Since there was no work, Rissa took the initiative to go to the kitchen.

In the kitchen Rissa finds Bi Ai preparing food for dinner, and Rissa intends to help her.

"Bi, can I help you?" Ask Rissa.

Bi Ai turned her head, "by Neng, hayu is with Aunty." Bi Ai replied kindly.

Rissa did not hesitate to help Bi Ai, she also looked familiar with the menu that was prepared.

"Neng, where are you from? Have you known Den Dion's mother for a long time?" Ask Bi Ai.

Rissa smiled, "before long, Bi. I'm from the home" he replied.

Bi Ai nodded her head, she felt uneasy about asking Rissa's origin.

"Auntie's been working with Mas Dion for a long time?" Ask Rissa.

Bi Ai said, "already noah Neng, since Den Dion was in school, Bibi has been working with Ms. Anna. Den Dion is nice, Neng. You must be at home working here," said Bi Ai.

"Call Rissa aja, Bi. I hope I'm at home Bi" said Rissa.

"Aamiin," Bi Ai replied. The two of them were now struggling with cookware, preparing dinner for Dion as well as Jasmine.

Finished with her cooking, Rissa also helped Bi Ai organize the food on the table.

"Well, Sa. You cook?" Dion asked as she took a drink to the kitchen.

"Just help," replied Rissa quietly, then left Dion.

"Mas, we're eating now. I'm hungry" jasmine said to her husband.

"Yes," said Dion and sat his body in a chair.

Melati took food for her husband, while Dion was waiting for Rissa to come out of the kitchen.

"Mas, what's it looking for?" Ask Melati.

Dion's aghast, "emm no, I'm just looking for Rissa. He's new, maybe he's confused about work and his eating schedule" Dion said.

"Oh, maybe Bi Ai already told him, Mas. Maybe now Rissa is eating Bi Ai in the kitchen" said Melati.

Dion nodded his head, in fact he felt bad if Rissa was eating with her domestic assistant.

However, what power Dion could not do much.

Without Dion and Melati noticing, Rissa was watching the two of them. She also wanted to serve her husband, but it was difficult for her to happen.

"Already, Sa. At least your husband still has one more wife who can always serve him" he said in his heart.

Rissa was shocked because Bi Ai patted her shoulder, "astagfirulloh, Auntie ngaggetin me."

Bi Ai smiled, "Rissa what are you doing Den Dion's love for Melati?" Ask.

Rissa sighed, "it's okay, Bi. Just a whim," replied Rissa.

Bi Ai pointed her index finger at Rissa, "hayo, envious of their harmony?" Tanya Bi Ai teases.

"Bi Ai also sometimes like to be envious see their affection, even though Auntie used to be the same as the late Father," added Bi Ai.

Rissa hugged Bi Ai's shoulder, "I'm not envious, Bi. Don't tease Rissa" he said.

Bi Ai chuckled, "yeah we ate too, yu."

Rissa nodded, and followed Bi Ai's footsteps towards a small room in the corner of the kitchen.

"Auntie likes to eat here?" Rissa asked as she spread her eyes looking at the entire room.

"Yes, Auntie's just here to eat. Sometimes if there's a daily gardener Mr. Mamat, aunty's with him." Bi Ai.

Rissa nodded her head, and joined Bi Ai to sit down on the floor that had been covered in a small rug.

"Feed, Sa."

Rissa accepted Bi Ai's invitation, and the two of them started eating together.

For a moment Rissa fell silent, recalling her unlucky fate as Melati.

"It's okay Sa, you're used to living like this as well as time in the parlour. Don't envy Melati, remember your position!"

Rissa tries to introspect herself, accepting everything that happens with her chest.