Wife Interlude

Chapters 11. Honeymoon

No one is perfect, maybe that's the proper expression for judgment for Rina and Tari, the two women who are now in Anjas' life right now.

Rina who looks ordinary in appearance, turns out to have a loving and cheerful attitude, is also good at taking care of household needs.

The longer Hilman spent with Lina, for some reason she now seemed to be able to see Lina from the other side, and it looked beautiful to her.

"Aware Hilman, she is a woman who is pregnant with your best friend's child," muttered Hilam trying to awaken himself from his mind that is considered to have been deviated. Hilman shook his head faintly, he then approached Rina.

"Are you a cat lover, Rin?" hilman asked while sitting next to Rina who was still cool stroking the cat's head near her feet.

"Yes, they're funny" Rina replied as she stopped her activities, then straightened up again.

"Oh yeah, Bang Hilman has no social media, like IG or FB?" ask Lina suddenly.

"Have it, why?" ask Hilman casually.

"Can you ask? It's good to add cement, I just happened to make it, so there are not many friends," said Rina while taking her phone in the bag.

"You're making social media?" hilman asked while looking at Rina's phone at a glance.

"Yes, I'm tired of just being at home, so I'm fiddling with social media to pass the time" replied Rina, then showed her phone screen that displayed the format of her social media profile.

"This is my social media name, try to follow, later I follow back," said Hilman while putting his phone on the table.

Lina smiled then started looking for the name of Hilman's social media account profile on her phone. He immediately followed the account belonging to the man beside him.

"Already," he said while showing that he had followed Hilam's account.

"OK, I followed back, yes," Hilman said. They also follow each other's social media accounts without anyone being suspected.

"Thank you, Bang." Lina smiled happily.

Their chatter was cut off by the merchant delivering their order food. Rina smiled happily while enjoying the food on her plate, she did not even hesitate to eat raw vegetables and sambal.

The two ate without any shame, Himan was shocked to see Rina who looked greedy to make her appetite increase.

A while later the two were already out of the tavern thinking that way, with stomachs that both felt full.

Hilman drove to Rina's house, breaking the still-dense road, coupled with a small drizzle that began to fall, further slowing down the speed of the vehicle, up to forty-five minutes later, finally, Hilman's car stopped in the yard of Rina's house.

Hilman picked up Rina's groceries and walked up to Rina who was unlocking the door. However, just as Himan was about to enter, Lina suddenly prevented him.

"I'm sorry, Bang, but it's better for Bang Hilman to wait for me to get here" said Rina, taking a plastic bag in Rina's hand.

"But, it's heavy, Rin." Hilman seemed unwilling.

"What's wrong, I'm still strong. It's better that Bang Hilman just put it there, then let me sort it out," pointed Rina at the table and chair in front of her house.

Hilman looked at Rina's face fixed, as if he was making sure that Rina was fine.

"I can, Bang. Now it's night, better Bang Hilman just go home. Thank you for all this, sorry I always bother Bang Hilman," Rina said before she brought the groceries inside.

"All right, then I'll go home first. If there's anything just call me yes, I'll come straight here," said Hilman who was immediately embraced by Rina.

Hilman finally gave up and left Rina's house. So did Rina, she brought her groceries into the house and arranged them as best she could, so that when she wanted to cook everything was ready.

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His hair was still rolled up by the towel, so was his body, he only wore a towel wrapped around his chest, his eyes straight ahead, he was straight ahead, look at the ceiling that appears to have a white color with a packaging line on its side.

Currently time has shown ten o'clock at night, while he just finished bathing after cleaning his groceries.

"It was so tired . I just sat quietly at home. Much different from activities in the village that like to help Mom and Dad in the field," muttered Rina considering her activities today.

His hand grabbed the phone lying near the pillow, he then started operating it.

"I had to immediately search the woman's social media account, from Bang Hilman's friendship, before she realized my intention to request her social media account." Rina started looking for the name of Hilman's social media friend.

About ten minutes looking for Rina had found a social media account belonging to her husband's legitimate wife, it was quite easy because it turned out that Tari did not change her name, and even better because her account was not locked.

Rina started to open the social media profile of Tari with a rude snort heard in her mouth. She stared at the cynical screen of her cell phone featuring various photos of Dance since college, and it turned out that there were many photos of her husband and Tari's affection, which made Rina have to feel pain again in her chest.

Rina sees me on her husband's social media, pranks on her trying to send a friend request, even if she doesn't know if she'll be accepted or not.

"It turns out this is your reason, all this time always reasoned not to have social media on me? Heh, it turns out your social media has been fused with the social media owned by Dance." Rina muttered to herself while looking at the caption that showed that Tari was Anjas' wife in her profile.

The last image that was just uploaded a few hours ago is now the main concern of Rina.

It was a photo of Anjas and Tari enjoying a romantic dinner, in a fancy restaurant. Beneath it is seen there is writing that accompanies the upload.

Thank you for the surprise, I am grateful to have a husband who always tries his best for my happiness, and loves me for who I am.

That is the writing that makes Rani's heart feel as if she is being pierced by a dagger repeatedly. Until without feeling tears slide just like that, without being able to control along with tightness in the chest.

Envy was certainly so great in his heart. How not? While she was pregnant young and needed a lot of attention, her husband instead spent time with his legal wife.

Let alone a romantic dinner, just to eat together, it seems that now so difficult for Rina to get.

To love and be loved? It seems that now the word is so foreign and feels far from his heart, for some reason now there is only pain and disappointment, although maybe the love for Anjas is still in the deepest corner, he said, it's hard to feel clear.

Rina saw that there were already many comments below the post, it seems like they were friends of Anjas and Tari. However, there was one striking comment for him, as he knew the person commenting there.

Yes, who else if not Hilman, he commented about half an hour ago, that means not long after Hilman came home from his home.

"No need to wash, you guys. Don't realize there's still jomlo!"

That's the typical joke of a friend from Hilman in the photo.

Rina smiled miris saw the various comments there which clearly shows that it turns out that currently Ajas and Tari are on their honeymoon to the island of Bali.

"Do I deserve to be envious? I am also the wife of Mas Anjas, but let alone be known by his friends, even the family of Mas Anjas alone do not know if there is me in the life of Mas Anjas," said Rina with tears accompanying it.

"I'm even confused, who am I? Wife, affair, or even just someone who was never considered to exist by Mas Anjas?" Tears are increasingly flowing down the cheeks, with tightness becoming more and more.

Rina is increasingly aware, that her relationship with Anjas is indeed very shallow, when compared to Tari. They have known each other for too long, so maybe the roots are very strong.

It's hard to be in a long-standing relationship like Anjas and Tari, although the possibility is always there in a relationship. However, is Rina able to achieve that possible word, and face all the risks in her journey?

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