
"Basic jerk man! Turns out the woman you told me to look after was your affair, huh?!" hilman jolts as soon as his phone is picked up by Anjas.
"Sorry, Man. He was just an accident in my life, our relationship was just a compulsion" Anjas explained.
"Superficent? Hmh! The reason for the stale crocodiles, if not forced yes just entertainment," cynical Hilman, still upset with the stupidity of his best friend.
"Have not discussed again, later tonight I find a way to meet him and give an explanation. After that I'll divorce her, so you don't have to take care of her anymore. I guarantee that Tari never knew the relationship between me and Rina," explained Anjas confidently then hung up his phone just like that, without wanting to hear any more useless scolding from his best friend.
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It had been two days that Rina was at the hotel, with no word from Anjas. Rina looked at her phone with a rough gasp.
However, none of Anjas answered or retorted. He was patient enough to deal with the situation. If only Rina could pay for a hotel room, it might be better for her to leave, rather than be cooped up here.
"Why should he have the man take me to an expensive hotel anyway?" grumbled Rina while dropping her body on the bed.
Yes, ever since he came out of the hospital and was locked in a multi-storey building by the name of the hotel, he has now only spent time in the room with the television as his friend.
"Geeh! All right, I'll wait one more night, if he doesn't come, then I'll go to his house and reveal everything" Rina continued, exhaling her abusive tongue, he then lay on his side hugging one of the hotel pillows, like a bolster.
Rina was fast asleep when the sound of the phone ringing woke her up, she saw a clock on the phone that showed at two in the morning.
"Mas Anjas, why would he call me these nights?" muttered Rina, while sitting leaning on the head of the bed.
"Hello, Assalamuaikum, Mas," said Rina, while sticking her phone in her ear.
"Open the door, I'm ahead!" answer Anjas from the end of the phone.
"Huh, Mom, up ahead?" rina asked with a big smile, it seemed like her pain of the past few days had suddenly disappeared just because of the arrival of her husband.
"Yes, open it up!" anjas orders, in a lazy voice.
"Yes-yes, I open it now, wait a minute, Mas," replied Rina as she got up and walked quickly to the door of the room.
Rina opened the door of the room, she smiled happily when she saw the man she had been waiting for was in front of her room.
"Mas," said Rina then kissed the back of Anjas' hand with various flavors mixed in the chest.
"Let's go in first," Anjas said, releasing his hand held by Rina, then entering first into the room.
Rina followed Anjas steps, both of them were sitting side by side on the sofa.
"I'm really happy at last, Mas, want to meet me," said Rina staring at Anjas' face with a happy twinkle.
"What do you really want to come here? Didn't I forbid you to come after me?" said Ajas, with a tatpan holding back the upset.
"Yes .. I want to see you, Mas," replied Rina still with her smile.
Lina seemed to have forgotten how much pain she had been in these few days, by Anjas's behavior.
"Look, about yesterday, I'll explain it to you." Anjas seems to shift his body until now the body of both looks face to face.
Lina smiled faintly, although the look in her eyes clearly hid the wound.
"I don't care about all that, just as long as you want to acknowledge me and can be fair between the two of us," said Rina with hopeful eyes.
Now his hope is to be recognized by Anjas and fight for the rights of the growing child in his stomach.
"It's not that easy, Rina. Me and Tari have been dating since we went to college together, our parents are also very close, they can be disappointed if I introduce you as my wife, Rin," Anjas said with a face full of regret.
Lina frowned, she was not out of thought with the words of her husband. If indeed from the beginning did not want to admit it, then what was she married for?
"I'm sorry, Rin." Anjas looked down in hiding the guilt that was now starting to seep into his heart.
Rina's tears just fell, she was already unable to endure the pain in her heart, Anjas said just now made herself stricken with disappointment.
For two days, Rina continued to reflect and think about how she could solve her household problems with Anjas, without anyone being victimized, including herself and the child who was still in the womb.
Until finally Rina decided to give up and want to share her husband, as long as she was also recognized and treated the same as Tari who incidentally is the legal wife of Anjas.
However, all the answers from Anjas, now as if dropping it at the lowest point, he was again struck by a dilemma in choosing. Is it love or self-worth.
"Mas, you want to let me go?" asked Rina again asking for clarity.
"I don't love you, Rin. We get married just because we have to. While I love Tari so much .. we loved each other since we were in college." Anjas looked at Rina with an indecipherable look in his eyes, then rubbed his face rough.
"Why, Mom, would you marry me then? Mas, also never honest about the relationship of Mas and Dance, same me," asked Rina. Sobs sounded softly in between his question which was quite long.
"If only, Mas, were honest with me and my parents about Mas and Tari's relationship from the beginning, I would never want Mas to marry me. I am not a brash woman who wants to be a barrier to other people's relationships, Mas," continued Rina again, holding tightness in the chest.
Anjas fell silent, he saw Rina who had now burst into tears. There was pity in the deepest corner of his heart.
However, the decision is unanimous. Anjas is already determined to let go of Rina because she loves Dance so much.
"Sorry," said Anjas.
"Sorry for what, Mom? Everything has already happened, and now I am the bad guy here. Aye, right?"
"Then now what should I do, Mom? I should how?" Rina kept asking questions, asking for answers and clarity from all the sudden problems.
"I don't know, Rin! Can't you just shut up and accept my decision, after all we're just married sirih." Anjas's tone rose by several octaves to make Rina instantly silence her mouth with a pale face and trembling body.
So far no one has ever snapped at him, not even the Father and Mother ever raise their voices to him. He was raised with great affection, considering he was his only child.
However, now in her household, for the first time Rina was yelled at by Anjas, even it turns out that her husband had been fooling her and her parents.
A person who should have been the backstop for his life and protected him, now even continued to give wounds in his heart.
"You know? All this time I was also confused to face this pseudo!" Anjas looks ruffled her hair in frustration.
"All right, I understand now. Apparently, Mom, I blame you. Mas, think of me as a barrier to Mas and Tari's relationship. But, sorry, Mas .. for this time, Mas, can't divorce me." Lina forced to open her voice, even though it sounded very trembling, like a frightened person.
"What do you mean?" anjas asked, looking at Rina's face with a frown.
Anjas does not like to be denied, especially this will complicate his life with Dance for the future.
Rina smiled bitterly, seeing Anjas' reaction that looked disappointed, making Rina understand that she had been married only to be divorced.
"I'm pregnant, Mas. I came here to tell you this happy news. But, it seems that now this pregnancy, even bad news for, Mas," replied Rina while stroking her lower abdomen, tears that had receded, now fall back, now fall back, remembering the fate of the child who is now in the womb.
"It should be if indeed, Mas, does not love me, at least Mas do not raise me, so that there will be no children who are victims," he continued, ending with a broken cry, not restrained.
Anjas widened his eyes, he looked at Rina who was crying sobbing while cupping her entire face with both palms. The news that was just said by Rina was really shocking, to the point of leaving Anjas speechless.
"I will stay for my son. I will fight for my son's rights!" break up Rina with a loud and confident voice.
Rina rubbed the tears that bore the river with her palms, as if to show that she was a strong and strong woman to Anjas.
"All right, it's up to you. But, don't blame me if later you might get hurt."
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