Anjani Pov
“Chapter four has been signed by Mr. Broto?”
I looked up, then nodded, “Yes sir,” I replied, looking at Mr. Ardan who was focused on checking chapter four of my thesis draft.
According to the promise that Mr. Ardan made yesterday via short message, today I started mentoring him.
“Your thesis deadline next month?” Asked Mr. Ardan without looking at me.
“Yes sir.”
“And you only got to chapter four?”
I froze, confused what to answer. Pak Ardan’s cold face made me unable to even smile.
“One week,” said Mr. Ardan as he put my draft thesis on the table, “Finish chapter five in one week. The day after tomorrow see me again, “
I took a deep breath. Even wanting to protest, it seems like it will only waste time and energy. Pak Ardan’s arrogant face has shown that he is not someone who can be negotiated with.
After nodding, I smiled, “Fine, sir.” I answered briefly.
Mr. Ardan confirmed the location of his glasses, folded his hands in front of his chest and looked at me deeply. Makes me a little embarrassed.
If Mr. Ardan is an old man with gray hair, I might just act normal.
But the problem is, Pak Ardan is a man with a handsome level beyond normal, an athletic body and a nearly perfect face. But unfortunately, Mr. Ardan doesn’t know how to smile. His face was always haughty and flat.
I rubbed my stomach, because my mom said, I have to say God forbid if I see anything that is not good.
“God forbid, I hope my son will not be arrogant like him.” I said to myself.
That haughty face looks annoying, and I don’t want my son to become annoying like Mr. Ardan someday.
Mr. Ardan’s forehead frowned, “What’s wrong with your stomach? Hungry?” he asked looking at me confused.
I shook my head, “No, sir. I’m pregnant “
Mr. Ardan’s face looked surprised. Understandably, I wore a thick jacket that made my belly less visible.
“How many months?”
Wow! I didn’t think that Mr. Ardan would have a curiosity too.
“Three, sir.” I answered awkwardly.
Pak Ardan nodded, maybe confused about what to respond to. That’s why the signs are strange.
“By the way, until now you don’t remember who I am?”
I frown. While in my heart I was wondering. Who remembers who?
Sensitive to my confusion, Mr. Ardan finally opened his voice on his own initiative.
“I was your senior in junior high school,”
Obviously I screamed. I don’t think I remember having an upperclassman as handsome as him. Also, even if there was, he wouldn’t remember me. I wasn’t that popular in school so I had to remember a handsome upperclassman like Mr. Ardan.
I giggled a little to break the ice, “That’s awful sir! It’s wrong sir, my seniors weren’t as handsome as you, ”I said, afterward sipping my cold drink.
Mr. Ardan rubbed the nape of his neck, then smiled thinly, barely visible, “I am Ardan Mahesa, who had wet his bed during the ceremony,”
“Oh my good!”
I choked, patted my chest quickly while coughing.
“Are you all right?” Said Mr. Ardan, handing me a tissue. I took it quickly and wiped the side of my lips impatiently.
“Ardan Mahesa?” call me to Mr. Ardan after my cough subsided.
Mr. Ardan nodded without answering, “I am Mahesa, the one who made you cry at that time,”
For a few seconds my breath caught, I shook my head in disbelief. How could my chubby seniors with round cheeks like buns turn ninety degrees like this?
No wonder I feel familiar with the name Ardan Mahesa, it turns out he is the Ardan I thought he was.
“Now I have turned into Ardan, Mahesa has disappeared with the fat in my body,”
I took a deep breath of oxygen, still trying to digest this unexpected situation. My eyes looked at Mr. Ardan who was also staring at me. Our gazes collide, mutter each other.
Still don't think that Mr. Ardan is my senior who used to be annoying and often made me cry.
Mahesa was a victim of bullying at school. Often scolded my pocket money because his friend ordered me to, if I didn't give him the money he would immediately grab my collar until my body lifted.
'Already fat, stupid again! Having a big body what use is it not being used against them ?! '
While crying, I cursed my seniors Mahesa at that time. And after that he never teased me again, because he reportedly changed schools after getting into fights with friends who bullied him.
I should have felt happy because no one bullied me anymore. But I don't know why losing Mahesa makes me sad, I always feel guilty when I remember my abuse at her at that time.
"Now I'm not fat and stupid anymore, right?" said Mr. Ardan, making my heartburn like a hit.
My eyes filled with tears, staring at Mr. Ardan who smiled as he stretched out his right hand to me.
My hand hesitated in return for his greeting.
"How are you?" he asked with a sweet smile.
"Fine, as you can see." I answered then unlink our hands.
"It's been a long time since we met, you still haven't changed, huh, it's still easy to make you cry." Mr. Ardan said which made me wipe my watery eyes.
Mr. Ardan laughed, "Are you married?" Asked Mr. Ardan, opening the topic of our conversation which deviated from the previous topic.
"If it's not yet true I can get pregnant, sir."
Mr. Ardan chuckled to cover his stupidity, “It's true, yeah. Just relax Jan, just call Ardan it's okay if it's outside campus, "
Drastic change. From the arrogant face that I thought didn't know how to smile, now without cause he laughed by himself.
"Okay, Ar ..." I said doubtfully.
Mr. Ardan crossed his legs, "What are your current activities besides studying, Jan?"
I chewed my lips, “Just lecture. Want to focus on pursuing a thesis so you can quickly graduate, "
Mr. Ardan chuckled, "If you have graduated, where are you planning to work?" Asked Mr. Ardan mockingly.
"Following my husband, to the city of Jogjakarta."
Pak Ardan's eyes widened at once, "What, is your husband in Jogjakarta?"
I nodded briefly.
"It turns out that long distance relationships do not apply to dating," he said humorously.
Our chat was paused, Mr. Ardan's cellphone rang. He walked away after asking my permission to take the phone call.
I glanced at the clock curled around my arm, it's three o'clock, time flies so fast, my feeling just landed my butt on this chair a few minutes ago.
Soon, Mr. Ardan came back.
“Jan, I think I have to go now. Who are you taking? " Asked Mr. Ardan as he tidied up his bag.
I stood up too, "I took a taxi, you go ahead," I said.
Mr. Ardan put his cell phone into the pocket of the material he was wearing, "Then I'll just take it, come on."
I panicked, “No need, thanks, it will be troublesome. I just took a taxi, seriously it's okay,” I assured Mr. Ardan. If Arsya finds out I was brought home with another man, he will definitely be angry.
Mr. Ardan let out a long sigh. Looks like he gave up on persuading me.
"Alright. If so I go, the day after tomorrow we meet again to see your progress, just the place you decide "
***
After returning from the meeting with Mr. Ardan, I immediately cleaned my body and performed the Asr prayer.
After praying, I went to the study table and opened the laptop. In one week chapter five should be finished, one week ... With laptop hours limited to nine at night, is it possible that I can finish chapter five in one week?
My steps are only one chapter away, but it's not easy.
Too short. I'm not sure I can hit the target.
DRT !!!
My cell phone vibrated, chat came in from Arsya instructed.
My husband: have you prayed?
My fingers dance across the touchboard, typing a reply.
Me: already Ar
My husband: how was the guidance with the new supervisor?
About my new mentor lecturer, I did tell Arsya two days ago.
Me: I see … It turned out that the lecturer was my senior from school
My husband: Oh yeah ??? Continue???
Me: How come your response is like a mother fishing?
My husband: No. I want to hear your story
Me: My supervisor used to be a bully, but he’s great, now he’s a lecturer
My husband: wow … Cool!
Me: He used to like me every day
My husband: not so cool
My husband: When I return to Jakarta, I want to meet your supervisor
Me: but he scolded me because his friend told me to
Me: the original is good
Me: now his appearance really changed
My husband: you mean?
My husband: turned into a handsome man?
Me: yes, but you are more handsome
My husband: is he married?
Me: I don’t know ,, I forgot to ask earlier
My husband: if we meet again later ask yes
Me: I don't think so, I don't see her wearing a wedding ring on her finger
My husband: tomorrow you will go to campus, ask to change the new supervisor with Mr. Galih
Me: No way!
My husband: the husband's orders should not be denied, remember ...
“Aren’t you tired of going to college with a pregnancy like that?”Anjani sighed, a question she had heard so many times. She said they were concerned about the condition of their pregnant bodies but still had to be busy with lecturing activities. Even though Anjani is fine.Anjani smiled, staring at Naura who was waiting for an answer from her, “Never mind feeling tired, I never just complain. My situation like this doesn’t bother me at all, seriously.”Cecilia who was sitting beside Naura also replied, “Maybe not yet, it’s only been three months, right? Later when I grow up I will feel tired, ““That’s right! After all, how come you can get married before graduating from college, if I was already kicked out of the house,“ Well, this is Jiya who is talking. For whatever reason, hearing her chatter made Anjani refrain from pulling the hair of the girl with the limp mouth.Anjani’s teeth gritted, but as hard as possible she held back her emotions. Their
Arsya: Jek, are you with my wife again?Jee Katama: You think my life is only used to follow your wife?Arsya: calm down, I'm just askingJee Katama: I don't know, maybe Anjani is busyArsya rubbed his face roughly. Morning Anjani there is no news. His father said Anjani left the house at nine this morning and until that afternoon his wife's cellphone was still not active.Moreover, Anjani's friends did not know where his wife was. Even if they go wherever they are, they are always together. How can Arsya not panic like this?Indeed, since the incident a week ago, communication between him and Anjani was bland. Not as romantic and caring as usual. Anjani tends to be short and slow to respond every time he answers his chats.It is undeniable that Arsya was disappointed when he found out that Anjani lied to him. What is Ardan like that makes his wife a liar?But whatever the reason, this problem did not make Arsya's trust in Anjani fade.
Arsya rubbed his eyes which were still heavy. He immediately removed the blanket when he felt something in his stomach that was pressing to get out. Arsya quickly ran into the bathroom.After spending a long time in the bathroom, Arsya immediately came out, rubbing his stomach, which had been feeling bad since dawn earlier. Arsya has counted three times in and out of the bathroom this morning."Looks like I am not feeling well," murmured Arsya, remembering that last night he was up late watching a football match with his office mates, not to mention last night Arsya came home at 2 in the morning.Seeing the cellphone screen that lights up on the table, Arsya immediately grabbed it. There are dozens of messages and missed calls from Anjani there. Arsya patted his forehead, since when did his cellphone turn into silent mode?Ah, yes, since the meeting yesterday afternoon. And Arsya forgot to change it again.Without thinking twice, Arsya immediately conta
Deka: Anjani's plane has left 1 hour ago, if Anjani hasn't arrived please pick up at the airportDeka: I am afraid he is lostArsya, who had just finished cleaning the boarding house, immediately fell silent. Digging deeper into the meaning of the message his brother-in-law sent half an hour ago.Quickly pressing the telephone-shaped icon on their roomchat. There is no answer yet, Deka ignores the call.Arsya: Where did Anjani go, Ka?Five minutes passed, the message Arsya sent had not yet been read by Deka. Arsya took turns contacting Anjani and Deka, but the result was the same, they compactly ignored his calls."Hello, what's wrong with my handsome son?"Arsya breathed a little relieved to hear his mother's voice across there, "Hello Ma, where are you?""Your father's heart," replied Sintia, accompanied by a small laugh.Arsya held back for a moment, gosh if it wasn't her own Mama, Arsya might have insulted her It's not what,
Anjani looked at Arsya investigating. Noticing her husband's panicked movements for some reason. In and out of the room it is not clear what is doing."WHAT'S WITH YOU, ARSYA ?!" shouted Anjani irritated. Just arrived instead of being given a drink, Anjani was instead told to watch Arsya's strange behavior.Arsya who was just about to go back into the room stopped, looked at Anjani awkwardly, then let out a stupid grin."That .. Hm .. What did I do from there?" Arsya said, making Anjani hold her lips so she wouldn't go too far to curse at her husband.Anjani got up from her seat, walked over to Arsya and put her palm on the man's forehead."Oh, it's hot," said Anjani then brought Arsya into the room."Sleep, you still have a fever," ordered Anjani. Arsya immediately lay down on the bed following his wife's orders.Anjani stepped out of the room to the kitchen. Brewing Arsya a glass of warm tea. Because whatever the pain, hot tea is th
It sucks.Anjani doesn't like it when you see Arsya prioritizes work or college assignments rather than her, whereas they rarely have time together.Do Arsya understand the same as taking advantage of time?Doesn't he know that looking for a chance for them to be under the same roof isn't easy.Anjani has done everything she can to attract her husband's attention. From starting to turn up the volume of the television to full, stomping my feet in annoyance, and finally ...Smashing Arsya's head using the AC remote.And it worked."Can't continue the work tomorrow?" cried Anjani when Arsya looked up and looked at him asking questions. Arsya looks normal even though Anjani has been rude to her.Arsya rubbed the back of his head that had been hit earlier, "I want to be like that, but it's the responsibility," answered Arsya, then returned to focus on his laptop screen again. Ignoring the look on Anjani's face, who had been holding
A week living with his wife, Arsya finally felt the feeling of being treated like a husband. The last time, four months ago Anjani served him like this. Yes, it was four months before the distance separated them.Luckily, Anjani's college days are only one step away, so you don't have to wait long to get back to life together."I'll go to the supermarket, our refrigerator is empty like the contents of my wallet at the end of the month," Anjani joked while brewing warm milk for Arsya."Yes, but tonight, wait for me to come home from work," said Arsya while tasting his wife's warm milk. In the morning Arsya used to drink milk, not coffee. Except staying up late because of work until the new morning Arsya looks for coffee."Aren't you tired? I can do it myself,""No, just wait for me to come home."Anjani nodded obediently then moved the fried rice to a container, then served it on the dining table. Arsya who saw him immediately took his plate, inten
Arsya sat patiently waiting for his wife who was still busy looking at skin care and other women's needs since half an hour ago. As he promised, after work Arsya immediately took his wife to the mall instead of the supermarket."Arsya !!!" called Anjani who was standing in front of the cashier counter. "Please pay." he said when Arsya turned to him.Arsya got up, pulled the trolley containing the basic necessities of his house for the next month and then walked to Anjani.Arriving at the cashier counter, Arsya immediately took out money as much as the total purchase price of his wife. Instead of using a debit card, Arsya prefers direct transactions using cash."Let me push the trolley." shouted Anjani, taking over the shopping cart from Arsya's hand.After making the payment, Anjani walked around the mall building. The pregnant woman seems still enthusiastic about carrying out her mission to drain her husband's wallet.Arsya grimaced at