Wife Partner Bed

Wife Partner Bed
Bestie [Inek]



An hour later, Ayla was in her father's grave and rose from her seat, leaving her with a sincere smile.


...'May you be calm in nature'...


The clock was pointed at 16:07, still afternoon, mas Aryan also went home his must be night.


Ayla continued her steps to the cafe near her theme workplace, where she made an appointment with one of her friends, Ineke, a close friend of hers during college, and had been a coworker too before Ayla finally decided to stop because papah asked for it.


Since he stopped working papah always transfer some money to Ayla, as well as Mas Aryan.


In addition to her personal needs, Ayla used the money for her high social calling from a long time ago, although now she runs without an Institution or Organization, he more often comes alone to the foundations of nursing homes and orphanages, sometimes also to the health center to meet patients who are felt by the puskesmas are less able, he said,


Ayla channeled material aid and was able to occupy herself a little. In addition, he is also a hobby of writing and reading while at home, precisely in a room alone. Not many people know about his personality.


Before long, Ineke came, they threw smiles at each other and after being close they hugged each other.


They chat at length ngalor-nidul, from discussing the wedding, Ayla's husband, the departure of the father, even Aaron who yesterday came at the funeral of the father. Sometimes Ayla shed tears when on the part-part story well sad.


..."Are you in love with your husband Ayla?"...


Ayla was silent.


Ayla herself is not sure of her feelings, plus Aryan's attitude is still cold, well,, even though they've done it once, but it doesn't change anything.


Aryan remains the same Aryan as they were from the beginning of their marriage. In this relationship, it is only mutual respect.


..."I don't know, I'm always nervous when I'm around, but I'm happy when he comes home, and I room with me even if we just keep quiet."...


Ayla sighed softly.


..."If, how do you feel about Aaron's brother, then,?"...


..."Hufff."...


..."I think I still love him, when he came to my father's funeral yesterday, my heart was beating fast, I was happy to see him after all this time we didn't see him, but, uh, my heart was beating fast, shouldn't I start forgetting Ineke? I should be able to let go, I should learn to accept the fact that he and I will not be able to unite, and, in addition to my current state."...


..."Brother Aaron is a very good man Ay, the woman who can accompany him will definitely be the luckiest woman in this world,"...


Ineke's sigh sounded faintly in Ayla's ear.


..."Why to?" ...


Ayla asked for certainty from what she heard earlier.


..."Ah, no, forget it, not important,!"...


Outside suddenly raining, it was from this afternoon the sky had begun to cloud, because again the rainy season as well, Ayla clucked, she was a little anxious if the rain did not stop, because she was riding a motorcycle.


If he comes home now, he will be soaked in cold, if he waits for the rain to subside, he is afraid that Aryan will be home first, until the house, although Ayla had permission after from the tomb of her father she would meet with friends at the cafe.


..."How about we book an online taxi, Ay,?" ...


Ineke offered an idea.


..."No ah, I'm lazy if tomorrow I have to go back to take the bike, because tomorrow I also want to go to the orphanage love mother, the opposite direction.!"...


There was the sound of the Adhan reverberating, indicating that the time of the Maghrib had arrived. Incidentally, in this cafe there is a small mosque, and there is also a gazebo, which is still connected to the main room of the cafe, which is still connected to the main room, and there is a small stage that is usually used by band children or just an acoustic player, pianist, perform at night.


..."Well, this good surprise, you're here, why not kagarin?"...


Jho immediately hugged Ineke, and just shook hands with Ayla.


..."We were only briefly intention to doang kok Jho, do not know it rained, well, we wait until it subsides."...


..."Ay, so sorry, for the departure of father, sorry, the new cave was heard yesterday, and have not had time to your home, uh, even have met you here.!"...


..."Yes Jho, thank you,!"...


..."Ehmmm, since it's still raining, how about you bring us one song, the musicians who fill the show have not come, how to, what,? Do you agree Ayla's singing here? It's been a long time since you've come here, let alone sing it like you used to."...


Ineke only had a big smile hearing Jho's statement.


..."But Jho,"...


Ayla wanted to refuse, but Jho had already pulled her on stage, sitting her in the chair in front of which there was a mic attached to the buffer device, Then Jho handed over a guitar that Ayla used to play while hanging out with his friends at this cafe, including Ineke.


Cafe visitors who look at it give an encouraging sign applause, or just welcome.


Ayla began strumming her guitar in a low tone, she began to live the music and songs she played, Ayla sang the song with the title of life owned by sara Wijayanto. Ayla is very fond of the song, besides the song is good to hear also the lyrics are true as the lives of many people who experience the up and down phase.


...(search on YouTube to find out the song)...


Refs


...*Sometimes are black, like a quiet night...


...Sometimes white, like sunshine...


...Sometimes pseudo, like a gray night...


...Sometimes quiet, flowing like water*...


Unaware of Ayla, a pair of eyes watched her sharply from the corner of the cafe room, she continued to stare at Ayla with a gaze, I don't know, not angry, but that gaze made her table-fed friend pay attention to her full of question marks.


She is Aryan, Ayla's husband, with a beautiful woman, white skin, shoulder-length hair, black and straight.


..."Bie, you know him,?"...


Aryan wavered and released his sharp gaze on Ayla looking at the beautiful woman in front of her who called her by the name of bie earlier.


..."He em, yeah bie, I know him."...


..."Who's bie."...


..."Ayla.!"...


The woman named Nesa nodded her head in a soft nod as if she understood with a short reply Aryan, who said the name of the woman on the stage was Ayla. And his eyes sort of changed like a dislike gaze.


..."So, she's your wife bie, the woman your papah chose, taking my place.?"...


Ayla finished the song with a standing ovation from the cafe's visitors. And the rain outside had also subsided, they finally said goodbye to each other.