Women At the End of the Dusk

Bickering

*Where is your fast today? Smoothly? Alhamdulillahot. The spirit that is still fasting on tomorrow (Thursday, April 20, 2023). Hopefully smoothly🥰

Ok, without waiting anymore, we go straight to the story guys😘

...Happy Reading🥰🤗...

"Which, he's too much with me. I don't want to know, anyway you have to repay what has been done to me. Otherwise, I don't want to see your sister again" Sesil said.

"Honey, don't do it, dong. You take it easy, I'll repay you for you" Alham said.

"Take a look if you don't. Never mind, I just sleep. Suddenly my mood is ruined tonight." Sesil went to the guest room that had become like his own room.

Meanwhile, Alham did not want to make the atmosphere finally climb the stairs to his room.

Upon arriving in the room, he saw the wife who was wearing a face mask on the sofa chair. He also approached her. "What do you mean to say like that to Sesil? You intentionally?!" alham with a deadly look.

Azalia looked up, looking at the husband who seemed to be overwhelmed with emotion. "What's? I intentionally? What's for?" Azalia seemed to have trouble speaking because of the mask she used.

Not wanting to damage the mask, he chose to lie down and put earphones in his ears. Meanwhile, Alham was upset with Azalia's behavior.

"I'm talking to you again. What the fuck are you acting like this?!" snapped Alham while forcibly pulling Azalia's earphones.

Azalia who was startled immediately woke up and took off her mask. "What the fuck are you?!" hardik Azalea.

"You're the shit! Husband again said it was heard buk—"

"What did you say? Husband? I'm not sure that name is appropriate for you." Azalia smiled mockingly.

"What do you mean?"

"Still not understanding? I asked you. Is there a husband who has an affair with his own sister-in-law? They even brought the woman into their home..Oh, that's not enough, even out loud and outspokenly asking his wife to be nice to him. Is there anyone like that?" Azalia stared at Alham intensely. "There is no need to answer because the answer is there and that person is you!" he pointed to Alham's chest on the left.

"You!" Alham's jaw is hardened. He clenched both his hands. If if the one in front of him is not a woman, he can make sure a bogeman floated into the face.

"What's? All this time I've never been involved in your business. So, now don't disturb my life even if we're tied to marriage. Remember, this wedding is only on paper. That's what you planted in me a long time ago."

Azalia took the keys of her motorbike, bag, and cell phone lying on the front desk of the sofa she was sitting on earlier and immediately left Alham with her residence. No matter the looks of him using only short-sleeved pajamas.

"Well, why is it like this, anyway?!" Alham pulled his own hair.

"Why did he suddenly change? Also for all his activities today, who is funding? Does she have a boyfriend out there, too?" muttered Alham.

***

The night air was cold, the gigil hugged the body of Azalia who was currently riding a motorcycle towards her frame. He chose to sleep there because there would be no interference from anyone.

A few minutes on the bike, he finally arrived at his destination. He immediately opened the shop and headed upstairs where his room was. He immediately spread out while sighing and staring at the ceiling of his room.

Actually, he could have reported to his father and in-laws, but he did not want their good relationship to be destroyed. Let him hold back for a while until the time comes for farewell will be the best course.

When he was busy daydreaming, he remembered his brother who was currently in Amsterdam, the Netherlands. He tried to contact and connect.

(Hello, Princess Brother.)

"Not to be so cocky, brother. Doesn't fit." Azalia chuckled at the sulking look on the handsome face of Ilyas, the older brother. "How are you, brother? When will I return to Indonesia?" ask Azalia later.

"Alhamdulillah, good brother, Deck. God willing, my brother comes home when you have children" joked Ilyas.

Ilyas's words made Azalia silent and her expression changed wryly. He never thought he would have a child with Alham who never tried to accept their marriage. "Dec, what's wrong with you? You're all right, aren't you?" ask Ilyas worried.

"Ah, I .. I'm fine, Brother. I miss Brother, come home soon." Azalia's brown netra had been filled with crystal grains until it formed a small lake in the beautiful eye patch.

"Sister is also kangen with you, Dek. Don't cry anymore, yeah. Brother will be home soon when Brother's work is done," said Ilyas full of gentleness.

"Promise?" Azalia's little finger he showed on the camera so that Ilyas who was across there could see it.

Ilya smiled and did the same, then said, "Promise."

"Don't you come out today?"

Azalia was stunned to hear such a familiar voice in her ears. He sharpened his hearing to make sure that he did not hear wrong.

"So, dong. Want to get out now?"

"Can, deh. Uh, another video call, huh? Disturb, dong."

"No, really, Ka. My grandfather, mah."

"Oh, hail to you, Bang. I'm waiting to be brought in, yeah."

Azalia's heart was beating very fast, sweaty hair filled her forehead. He believes that one hundred percent is Rafka's voice. 'Did Ilyas know Rafka?' his mind guessed and made him not hear the call from his brother.

"Dec, what's wrong with you? Sick? If it hurts just rest, don't stay up."

"Ah, i–iya, Brother."

"Yes, already, Brother hang up the phone, yeah. You rest, it must be late there. Brother also has a promise to make friends want to go out." The call was interrupted after the two answered each other's greetings.

Azalia was still holding her turbulent chest. That voice he had not heard again for a long time. "I'm sure of that, Rafka," he muttered with tears.

Unbeknownst to him, the owner of the voice is Rafka Sanjaya, his first love.

...💞To be continued 💞...

Fasting is one more day. The author wants to apologize to the inner birth first, may we all return to a holy state without stains.

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