"How is it? Is your husband there?" a woman at the other end of the call asked. When her call was answered by her cousin's younger sibling, who was assigned to check the whereabouts of her husband.
"No, Sister. But..." Fachri paused, carefully considering whether to tell or not the information he just received from the hotel receptionist. Information stating that, indeed, his cousin's husband came there last night but checked out at 2 am. More painful, the one who took the room key from the receptionist was a young girl. For his cousin's well-being, Fachri had to weigh carefully whether to tell the truth or keep it a secret until he found evidence and caught him red-handed. To avoid mistakes in conveying information.
"But what, Fachri? Is he there?" the woman asked again, breaking Fachri's contemplation about his decision. Ah, if only he were allowed to view the hotel CCTV footage, he wouldn't have to think so hard.
"No, Sister. He's not here. He said he already checked out, but he was alone. Not with another woman like you mentioned." Fachri finally decided to protect his cousin's husband. Just this once. Not for the future, as he himself would investigate this case.
"Oh... so he's not there? Thank goodness! It means he was honest, just taking a rest after returning from Surabaya. But, I don't know, I don't understand whether this is true or not. I don't get it," the woman whispered, sitting on the edge of the bed as a wave of dizziness hit her again. It always happened when she thought too much. Her head immediately ached with a nauseous feeling in her stomach.
"Sister, let it go. Don't jump to conclusions yet. Even if he lied, he can still be forgiven because he came here alone. Maybe he's facing problems at work that he doesn't want Uncle and Aunt to know."
"Hopefully what you're saying is the truth. I won't be able to forgive him if he's truly playing with fire behind our backs," the woman concluded before bidding farewell and ending her call with Fachri. This allowed Fachri to breathe a sigh of relief, as he no longer needed to come up with more excuses to complete his deception.
"Don't worry, Sister. I'll be the one to give punishment to that insensitive man if he's playing around with your marriage," Fachri muttered before leaving the four-star hotel.
From now on, Fachri promised to shadow wherever his cousin's husband went, especially if the man was in Bandung. Mayang, his cousin, mentioned that Bandung was the city that caused her husband to change. It made him quiet and kept his distance, especially after four years of marriage without having children.
Mayang and her husband had both undergone medical examinations, but no issues were found between them. However, after four years of marriage without conceiving, Mayang's husband began to play with fire. He was sure Mayang was not healthy but falsified his test results to hide his shortcomings.
Since their argument that day, Mayang noticed other signs from her husband, especially after a business trip to Bandung a few months ago. Her husband set a pattern on his phone and often brought it into the bathroom. It was unlike her husband before, where there were no boundaries between them.
And today, her husband claimed to have work in Surabaya, but his messenger said he was in Bandung. A lie? Why lie if it's just related to work? Mayang was convinced that her husband's lies were related to another woman, not work at the office.
However, Fachri mentioned not finding another woman in the hotel where Mayang's husband stayed, providing some relief for Mayang. At least, there was no concrete evidence yet indicating her husband's involvement with another woman.
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Curious about Airin's presence in the hotel earlier that morning, Fachri quickly checked her class schedule with her departmental professors. Even though he was sure Airin didn't have morning classes, he still wanted to confirm to ease his mind. Airin, being an accomplished student, would be a significant loss if trapped in a dark path. Her future could be ruined, along with her education. Fachri didn't want that for one of his favorite students.
"No other classes. Only with me and the scientific professor after my hours. Why, Sir? Is there a problem with Airin?" asked the middle-aged man, Airin's department professor.
"Ahem..." Fachri adjusted his glasses. "No, Sir. I just want to ask for Airin's help in organizing data for new students. That's why I asked you first if she has a morning schedule. If she does, I'm afraid it might disturb her class schedule," he explained, telling a small lie to avoid suspicion of prying into Airin's activities and schedule at the campus.
"Oh, I see. I thought you had other business with Airin. In that case, let me help you get in touch with her and ask her to come here immediately." He quickly took out his phone from his pants pocket. Swiftly, his fingers danced across the phone screen to call Airin.
"Thank you for your help, Sir. If Airin answers the call, please tell her to meet me in building three. I teach there."
The middle-aged man nodded. "Certainly. I will convey that."
"Thanks again, and I'll take my leave now," said Fachri. He bowed slightly to show respect and express gratitude for the senior professor's assistance in contacting Airin.
Airin, who had just arrived at her boarding house and was about to doze off, jolted awake. Her phone, resting on the nightstand, vibrated repeatedly. Lazily and forcing herself to open both eyes after ignoring the calls a few times, Airin finally picked up.
"Does it have to be now, Sir?" Airin asked wearily when her department professor mentioned that Fachri wanted her to come to the campus urgently because he needed her help with various things.
"Yes, you should come now because Mr. Fachri has been waiting in building three."
Airin sighed. Reluctantly, she agreed to Fachri's request to come to the campus immediately. Even though her mood was very low, and she didn't want to meet anyone. She was still sleepy and tired from her activities with Zidan the previous night. But, willing or not, Airin eventually prepared to return to the campus, assisting Fachri, as her department professor had just mentioned.
Airin was annoyed. After making her way to building three, Fachri asked her to come to his office in the main building. With a seemingly innocent face, he requested her to wait there while also asking for help in bringing a stack of assignments from the class he currently taught.With reluctant steps and a perfectly pouted lip, Airin headed to Fachri's office. Navigating through corridors and up and down stairs, she finally reached the youngest lecturer's room.Airin was stunned, witnessing the neatness and pleasant aroma of the room. While the campus had cleaning staff, the distinct fragrance emanating from Fachri's office was different—unique and pleasing to the olfactory senses. The spacious room was also impeccably organized, not messy at all.While waiting for Fachri, who knows when would arrive, Airin arranged the books on the table. She sat down, folded her hands on the table, and resumed her nap that was interrupted by Fachri's request."Sorry for making you wait," Fachri said
Fachri let out a frustrated sigh as Airin quickly rose from her seat, responding to her ringing phone."Excuse me for a moment, Sir. I'll take this call." With a slight bow, Airin excused herself. Fachri couldn't stop her, especially since the call might be important, evident from Airin's swift departure."Damn. If only her phone didn't ring, I might have known who the guy she's involved with is by now," Fachri cursed inwardly. He rubbed his face harshly, regretting that Airin had hurriedly left. This was a missed golden opportunity, and he might not be able to get Airin to reveal much about her boyfriend afterward."With whom?" Airin asked as she reached the end of the terrace outside Fachri's third-floor office. She also made sure there was no one else around. She was confident the unknown number calling was Zidan's mother.Hoping for the same, as Zidan had mentioned his mother would call when things started improving."Is this Airin?" a woman at the other end of the call inquired.
"He's way more handsome, Rin," whispered a middle-agedwoman in a floral house dress with neatly rolled hair. There were three rollsperched on the top of her head. She grinned as she introduced herself toFachri.In her eyes, Fachri was incredibly handsome and fit the idealman that women desired. His prominent nose, sharp jawline, and thick eyebrowsframed by black-framed glasses. Not to forget, his thick and curly eyelashes.His broad chest and slightly muscular arms, along with a flatand firm abdomen. Fachri was also above-average in height. Even Zidan, who metthe height requirements to apply to an institution, only reached his ears.Which woman wouldn't be enchanted by his perfection? Except, ofcourse, Airin. Her blind love had closed her eyes to see any handsome man inthe world other than Zidan."Auntie could be right. But, for me, he's still the mosthandsome," Airin replied, nudging the arm of the landlady."Oh, come on! Are your eyes malfunctioning, Rin? It's clearthis o
Airin massaged her temples to ease the headache. Since earlymorning, she hadn't stopped vomiting, even though there was nothing left toexpel. However, the nausea would be quite bothersome if not purged. So, she hadto keep going back and forth to the bathroom, catching Sonya's attention as shewas now getting ready."Rin, aren't you tired of going back and forth like thissince earlier?" Sonya asked, curious about Airin, who seemed tirelessgoing in and out of the bathroom. Surpassing someone who was suffering fromacute diarrhea, making it impossible to stay still."I wish I wasn't like this, Onya. But my stomach hurtsbecause of catching a cold. So, I have diarrhea and keep going back to thebathroom. Do you want me to do it here?" Airin replied weakly. She crafteda sudden lie. It seemed impossible for her to say that the reason for goingback and forth to the bathroom was due to unending nausea."Oh, a cold. You pretend not to eat even when you'rehungry. Just because Zidan hasn
For over five days, Airin has been eagerly awaiting her monthly visitor to arrive, hoping for peace of mind and relief from negative thoughts. She no longer fears having a child out of wedlock because, until now, Zidan remains unreachable.Airin has the urge to search, but she doesn't know where to find this irresponsible man. Zidan's number is still inactive. How will she demand accountability when she has no clues about his address? She hasn't even asked for his mother's name.Airin laughs bitterly, mocking herself for being too naive. She opened herself up to a man with an unclear background. Now, she is prepared with three pregnancy test kits and a small bottle of urine set aside.Holding her breath, Airin dips the test kit. She waits with a pounding heart, fearing that the result might not align with her hopes. However, fate has a different story to tell. Two red lines appear on all three pregnancy test kits. Her body goes limp. Her gaze stares blankly at the pregnancy test resul
"I can't go, Sir.I'm sorry!" Airin asserted. Trying to exit the car, but Fachri had alreadylocked the car door. There was no way for Airin to leave without Fachri'spermission."You have tocome. You need to accompany me to your hometown. So you can cancel the marriagewith the second choice of your parents. You're still young, Rin, your future isahead. You shouldn't get married, and what about your studies?" Fachri insisted.Unhappy with Airin's marriage, though it was just a pretense.Airin shook her head."No, Sir. I can't take you there; it's already the absolute decision of myparents. It's also a mandate that must be fulfilled," Airin explained,adding a new lie to prevent Fachri from asking more questions. Honestly, shedidn't want to lie, especially to Fachri, who had been kind and helpful."But not allmandates can be fulfilled. And not all parents' wishes should be obeyed,"Fachri countered. Staring sharply at Airin, who remained determined to go homeand get married, wit
"Ha-pregnant?" Fachri shook his head, unable tobelieve what the doctor said. Airin was five weeks pregnant and had to behospitalized due to bleeding. Despite the scare, she was fortunate that thefetus in her womb was saved, thanks to Fachri's swift action in taking her tothe hospital.Panicked by seeing Airin pushed by the middle-aged woman shereferred to as "mom," Fachri rushed her to the hospital. Airincomplained of stomach pain after the impact with the hotel floor.Without investigating who the middle-aged woman was, Fachriprioritized taking Airin to the hospital to ensure her safety, especially sinceshe was bleeding in the pelvic area. Fachri put Airin's well-being first, evenbefore satisfying his curiosity.Fortunate enough, Fachri's decision was right. It saved Airinand her baby, even though they had to stay in the hospital. It was only fromthe doctor's explanation that Fachri realized Airin had been pregnant all thistime, and the fetus was quite advanced in age.Fe
"Repeat it again so I can be absolutely sure my ears didn't deceive me. Tell me if you really knew all of this!" Fachri demanded. His hands clenched tightly, his fingertips turning white, holding back the tightness in his chest from Mayang's statement, who continued to openly defend her husband, Zidan."Yes, I've known all of this. I also know that the woman who seduced my husband is a student at one of the universities in Bandung. I know she disturbed and seduced my husband until he was ensnared by her charms," Mayang said, pulling one corner of her lips. "I also know that this woman did it for money because Zidan transferred a lot of money and bought many luxury items for her. In return, she promised to give my husband a child. But, it turns out the woman lied. All this time, she was just using my husband's dream of having a child to drain his money. It turns out she's been using protection all along so she won't get pregnant.""No, no!! That's not true. What Zidan said is a lie. He