Women At the End of the Dusk

Set-off

...Happy Reading's...

The seasons had changed, and the arks of Alham and Azalia became. How not, this morning when both breakfast Alham directly said that he had a relationship with Sesil.

Such a close relationship with Sesil was capable of ravaging his heart. He closed his eyes and ears to the status of having a wife.

"There's something I'm talking to you about" Alham said suddenly on the sidelines of their breakfast.

Azalia looked at her husband. "What?" tanyakanya.

"If at any time Sesil stay here again. You must serve him well because he is now my lover."

Duars!

Like being struck by lightning in broad daylight hearing the words of the husband. Azalia could not believe what she heard. "No way," he murmured, shaking his head.

"What is impossible? He is now my lover."

"No! No way! Why should you be so sorry, sir? Why not another woman?" Azalia sobbed slowly.

"What do you mean? Never forget our agreement. Never interfere in my personal affairs. Remember that!" alham insisted, then left Azalia crying at the dinner table.

"It turns out, my kindness has meant nothing to you. All right, I'll follow your wishes. I will make sure you will regret this," muttered Azalia, staring at the place where Alham had disappeared from view.

***

The afternoon was so bright, Azalia left for the store on her motorcycle. Actually, he was able to buy a car, but instead chose to keep using the motor. He was most unhappy stuck in traffic using four wheels.

Upon arriving at the store, he was greeted by his two employees whom he already considered his own brother. "Where's the order?" tanyanya after joining.

"Thank God, it's getting smoother, Ma'am. What are his eyes, Mother? Kok, red," asked Ria.

Azalia did not think that the scar she was crying still appeared on the surface even though she had tried to cover. "Oh, that .. was dusted in the street," he said.

"Today we should not take a break to focus on order packaging only. When you're done, come with me, yes. We refresh first. To the salon or where, that is. Wanna, right?"

Both employees were enthusiastic. Finally, they could have time to relax as well. They also work quickly to get it done.

***

A beauty salon that is not only cheap to care for is Azalia's choice. He was about to enter, but both of his employees immediately blocked his arm.

"What's wrong? Come, in!" bring him. However, he was pulled back and almost fell down. "What's wrong, anyway?" He was confused to see the behavior of Ria and Lea— employees.

"Sir, this is the salon where the sultans live. We sure we're getting in here? Our money will run out if used only for one treatment here," said Ria.

"Yes, Ma'am. We'll change places, yuk! Or do we eat or watch, how?" timpal Lea's.

"Astagfirullah, so you think about the cost? Who brought you here?"

"Mr Lia." They answered simultaneously.

"Well, that knows. So why are you afraid to go in? Go, hunt!" Azalia was pulled back making her snort.

"I mean we get paid the same Mommy, so?" asked Ria and Lea nodded her mark she also had the same question.

"Why did you guys suddenly become lola, anyway?" senile Azalia.

"Lola what is it, Ma'am?" ask both.

"Old Loading, Ria, Lea! Go, in! If you're still standing here, we better get to work" Azalia threatened.

After the drama of Ria and Lea, the three enter a salon that only the possessed people are able to enter. However, who would have thought, Azalia was able to bring two people and it all became her dependents.

When viewed from appearance, Azalia like an ordinary person especially the effort she had was just a small clothing store and was crawling forward.

***

A full day Azalia pampered herself. Doing body care, shopping, watching, and trying to eat at famous cafes really makes him feel the real world.

He saw a clock in his left hand. "It's eight o'clock. He should have gone home" he murmured in the streets of the capital Jakarta at night.

After a few minutes, he finally reached his home. She opened the door and found her husband sitting with his arms around her staring at her with Sesil beside her.

'Azaly?!' Alham was glued for a while to see the appearance of the wife. Same with Sesil.

How not, Azalia looks fashionable and graceful with a knee-length dress with hair that is left untouched. Not to forget, high heels shoes and some accessories are attached to his slim body.

"Ehem, why do you worry about me like that?"

Azalia's sudden words, revived Alham and Sesil from their shock.

"Remember you too." The sharp look of Alham gave to his wife.

"Yes, dong. Why should I not remember going home? Or do you expect me not to go home? What kind of husband are you?" Azalia returned Alham's stern gaze.

"Azalia, Alham's sister is worried about you" Sesil said.

"Worry? You sure?" Azalia chuckles.

"Why not? Oh, yeah, why do you look like this?" Sesil examined Azalia from toe to toe. 'What does Alham's sister give him money to be able to shop and self-care?" inner Sesil.

"Why?Can't I look like this?" asked Azalia coldly.

"It's not. It's just that, it looks very unlikely, your watch is not cheap. Except, you're wasting money on Alham's sister."

"What's impossible, Sil? Nothing in this world is impossible. A woman becomes an affair of a man's husband just maybe, you know." Azalia insinuated the two people with a mocking smile.

Alham clenched both his hands. Meanwhile, Sesil immediately stood up and pointed at Azalia full of emotions. "What do you mean? You're accusing me of cheating on you with Alham?"

"Wow! Relax, Sil. I'm not talking about you being MY HUSBAND's mistress. Ask my BELOVED HUSBAND" Azalia pressed a few words aimed at Alham.

"Enough, Azalia! What do you want, huh?!" snapped Alham.

"You ask what I want? I don't want anything, anyway. Just want to rest, tired of it."

Azalia breezed away to Alham's room as Sesil returned to stay. Luckily he did not need to move a lot of things because Sesil was in the guest room downstairs. 'This is just the beginning.' Azalia murmured in her heart while smiling smirk.

'Where did he get that courage? He's been quiet all this time." Alham looked at Azalia's back who was climbing the stairs while constantly thinking about Azalia's changes.

'Shit! Watch out for you, Azalia! I make sure you will cry because your husband is in my grasp!' inner Sesil.

...... to be continue ......

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