You're Not the First

Remember papi mami

"Where is this?" Sofiya asked as she arrived at the parking lot of the high-rise building located in the city center.

Basofi did not answer his wife's question and simply walked towards the entrance of the building while putting both hands in his pants pocket. The man was very upset with himself as well as Sofiyah and the man who had preceded him.

He does not accept Sofiyah's past and forgets her ugliness which is even greater than his wife's fault. He did not accept that Sofiyah had fun with other men and even gave up her honey to suck another beetle.

Basofi broke into an apartment and his wife just walked behind him without asking anything more.

" That's your room, from now on we live here" Basofi pointed to a room not far from where they were standing.

"Ko, I don't bring clothes..." Sofiyah.

"In the closet there are many clothes" Basofi answered while taking a drink from the refrigerator.

"But ko, your house is still dirty. I haven't cleaned it yet. Moreover, the blanket I have not washed. It must be embarrassing to see someone else..." Said Sofiyah remembering their blanket was full of fluid from the results of making love last night.

" I told Mikail to clean everything up. There's no blood on the blanket anyway.." Basofi said as he took off his suit and threw it onto the sofa.

Deg

What Sofiyah feared happened as well. She swallowed her saliva while looking at the husband's face meaningfully.

" I wanted to explain last night but Koko wouldn't stop..." The white-eyed girl lowered her head. Realize that he is guilty.

"But you enjoyed it, right?!" Basofi said in a loud voice. "Say, who is he?" Babas was getting more emotional as Sofiyah just lowered her head without answering her question.

"What is Rayhan?" The handsome man sat down while linking his hands together. His molar teeth were churning due to the heat inside his chest.

Sofiya walked into the room that her husband had appointed.

And prang!!!

Sofiya's husband threw an ashtray made of glass into the wall because of his emotions.

Sofiya went inside her room and leaned behind the door. Her tears flowed down her cheeks without a sound. He knew he was guilty but what was even more sad was that he no longer had parents who would defend him and calm him down or even scold him.

"Pi....." The little girl's body slumped down in no power to hear her husband's anger.

The chanting of the adhan maghrib made both of them seem to wake up and return to the world. Sofiyah then got up and looked into the closet while wiping her tears. It turns out that in it is already filled with clothes the size of Sofiyah. Unfortunately there is no bathroom in it makes Sofiyah inevitably have to go out of the bathroom to shower and to wash.

Sofiyah who had lived richly chose to take a bathrobe and towel as usual. Still in full clothes plus her hood she slipped out of the room after eavesdropping from her room and did not hear Basofi's voice at all.

The woman who has the status of Basofi mistress immediately entered the bathroom in the kitchen area. There is no bathub there but the shower is available a choice of warm and cold water. The tiny beauty felt a sense of freshness after being inside for quite a while and cleansing her body.

Aya came out of the bathroom wearing a bathrobe that she tightened her collar so that her neck was invisible. While the towel he uses to roll his wet hair.

Sofiya did not dare to look at Basofi who had just come out of his room. He rushed to his own room to perform the Maghrib prayer immediately.

After the sobbing, Sofiyah came out of her room because of the hunger. He saw the room was quiet with bright lighting but no one was seen.

Sofiya searched for something in the fridge to prop her stomach up and she found bread and jam inside. He pulled a chair in front of the dining table and immediately devoured the bread he had smeared with peanut butter. Aya opened the hood because she was curious about what was inside.

There are fried noodles, one card and a paper that says,

Wear this to shop for your needs

Sofiya looked in all directions looking for her husband.

'What did koko go?'

'Am I left alone here?'

'Did he visit his girlfriends again?'