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 contacted Anjani.
"Geez dear ..." a sigh of relief Anjani greeted him.
"Sorry, dear, the cellphone was in silent mode," said Arsya as he climbed onto his bed. His body is limp, his head is heavy, fortunately it's Saturday, so Arsya doesn't need to take leave of office.
"You just woke up? Are you sick? How come your voice ---"
"I'm not feeling well," answered Arsya immediately, adding to Anjani's panic on the other side.
"Have you taken your medicine? Have you had breakfast yet?"
Arsya's eyes glanced at the clock on the wall. It's ten o'clock in the morning, where should Arsya buy breakfast today?
"Not yet,"
"Oh my God .. How about this ..."
"I'm just not feeling well, baby, not dying,"
"Arsya! Don't speak carelessly, I really panic, you know!" said Anjani in an exasperated tone. Arsya chuckled.
"Where were you all day yesterday?" asked Arsya changing the topic of the conversation. Anjani was silent, pausing their conversation.
"My wife ..." Arsya called with a teasing tone.
"What ...." Anjani replied, sounding shy.
"Where were you yesterday?"
"Yesterday I watched a movie with Mr. Ardan-- BUT YOU HEARED MY EXPLANATIONS!"
Arsya put his cellphone away for a moment, his ears suddenly became hot when he heard Anjani's voice suddenly rising. Instead of getting angry after hearing his wife's explanation,
Arsya even chuckled, seeing how cute Anjani was. There must be Anjani again panicking with a flushed face.
"What?" Arsya replied pretending to be cold. Even though Arsya is holding back his laughter.
"Yesterday I watched the cinema with Mr. Ardan as a gift,"
Arsya is still silent. Listening to Anjani's explanation.
"Prize because Mr. Ardan has ACC of my thesis,"
Arsya's body leaning on the head of the bed immediately straightened up. His eyes widened, his smile slowly fluttered.
"Thank God ..." said Arsya with gratitude. He is happy. If only now Anjani was in front of him, Arsya would have kissed him repeatedly, anticipating his pride.
"Thankfully ..." Anjani repeated. Just like Arsya, there too Anjani's smile never faded, happy to see Arsya's reaction that exceeded his expectations.
"Have you registered for a trial?" asked Arsya. Anjani nodded enthusiastically there even though Arsya could not see it.
"Yes, I'm at trial next month."
"Congratulations, my wife. Good luck until graduation! Muach!" Arsya said while giving a kiss on his cellphone.
Anjani chuckled, "Aamiin, thank you husband."
Knock knock knock
"Wait a minute, there are guests." Arsya said as he got up from his bed lazily.
"Who?" asked Anjani investigating.
Arsya opened the door to his room, "Liana," said Arsya, mentioning the name of his former lover, teasing Anjani, remembering that his wife was still jealous if he was caught replying to DM from his ex-girlfriend.
"Hell! -"
"Arsya,"
Anjani's words stopped when Arsya opened the main door and found Nisya standing with a bowl of soup in her hand.
"what's up Nis?" asked Arsya, still holding his cellphone to his ear. Deliberately letting Anjani hear his conversation with the guest. Arsya did not even want his wife to suspect that the telephone line had been turned off.
Nisya's eyes turned to Arsya's cellphone, although in the next second Nisya immediately woke up and smiled.
"From my mother" said Nisya while giving a bowl of meat soup to Arsya.
Arsya moved his cellphone from his right hand to his left hand, then accepted the soup given by Nisya with one free right hand.
"Wow, thanks to your mother who knows I haven't eaten," said Arsya enthusiastically.
Nisya smiled again, "You're welcome ... Hm, are you sick? Why is your face so pale?" asked Nisya shyly, but worried.
Arsya was silent looking at Nisya with unreadable eyes.
"Yes, I'm not feeling well, Nis." Arsya answered casually. But there, Anjani's nose was already out of the smoke holding her emotions. Anjani is jealous to hear Arsya get attention from other women.
"Have you taken medicine? Do you want me to help massage your body? Or do you want me to buy medicine?”
"Arsya stopped! Close the door now!" snapped Anjani on the phone. Instantly Arsya's body hair trembled when he heard the horror sound that came from his cellphone.
Arsya chuckled stupidly, not knowing what to answer to Nisya's offer, "No need for Nis, I just need to take medicine, --Yes dear. Wait a moment," Arsya replied while pretending to be busy with his cellphone which was still connected to Anjani.
"I understand, but ---"
"Sorry Nis, my wife is really fussy, told me to take a shower. Thank you for the soup." Arsya said before continuing the chat with Nisya. Arsya immediately closed the door before Nisya even answered his words.
"Who is he? How cute!" snapped a jealous Anjani on the other side.
Arsya put a bowl of soup on the dining table, then returned to the room and lay down on the bed.
"That Nisya loves Aunt Tuti's child. I told you before. They like to cook on holidays, that's why I was given them, ” explained Arsya, comforting Anjani.
"But it's rude to offer massage to a married man. Or maybe you don't admit it if you already have a wife?" Anjani accused with suspicion.
Arsya sighs, if Anjani is jealous, her babbling is like a national speech, long.
"Ouch, my head is dizzy hearing your chatter." Arsya joked.
"Request a massage there with Nisya !!!"
***
Anjani throws the phone annoyed on the sofa. Her face flushed red, holding back the emotions she couldn't let go of. Her feet irritated the floor. Anjani was annoyed, but couldn't help but know what to do.
"Why, you don't pack?" Deka -he half siblings Anjani who had just returned from the kitchen, asked.
The plan, this afternoon, Anjani will go to Jogjakarta, without Arsya's knowledge. But that girl named Nisya violently spoiled her plans.
Anjani pursed her lips, "No, lazy." answered Anjani snapped. Deka immediately stared in surprise at her step sister. The feeling of being excited about going to Jogjakarta is that his mood is broken now?
Deka sat beside Anjani, "What's wrong with you, sis?" Deka asked, rubbing Anjani's shoulder gently.
Anjani sighed short, "It sucks," Anjani replied in a spoiled tone.
"What is wrong?" Deka asked softly. Deka used to deal with the mood swings of pregnant women.
Anjani played her lips, Deka was too young to hear what he said about her household. Not the answer Anjani gave, but a hug. Spoiled Deka hugged without a word.
Deka smiled warmly while stroking her dear Anjani's hair, "Come on packing, I'll help." Deka coaxed, Anjani slowly nodded her head silently.
Deka got up from her chair, pulled Anjani gently and then patiently guided her into the room.
"Arriving in Jogjakarta, please remind me," said Anjani as he climbed the stairs.
Deka frowned, "What should I remind you of?" asked Deka confused.
"Remember me to massage Nisya's mouth!"
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
After college, Nisya brought her friends home to play. Rista and Alisa want to finish their curiosity about the figure of Nisya's tough rival. They don't have much work to do, but they are in the form of his wife, Mr. Arsya.They chat at Nisya's house, hoping that the figure she is waiting for will show her nose."Nis, why do you have to have a crush on someone's husband?" Rista asked who was the most against her friend's feelings."Love can't choose who will fall!" Alisa answered.Rista rolled her eyes in embarrassment, "Yes, understand. But we can control that feeling. You know your feelings are wrong, right? You're not trying to stop them?" said Rista not wanting to lose.Nisya smiled, her eyes stared straight at the door of Arsya's boarding house which was tightly closed, "No. People like Arsya are rare, they are different." he muttered.Rista's forehead frowned in confusion, "How different are they? He has three eggs?""Not!"
Anjani breathed a sigh of relief when her feet moved out of the courtroom. Her legs were limp she forcefully walked towards the chair in front of her. Sitting there while controlling her abnormal breath. The question that was asked by her lecturer was still able to handle and answer well, but the glare and flat face of the examiner made Anjani's feet tremble.Feeling better, Anjani realized. Why was he the only one who wasn't welcomed when she left the courtroom?Spontaneously pursed her lips, staring enviously at other students who were holding gift bouquets from friends and family. While she was sitting alone in this crowd."Hey young moth!"Familiar with the echoing voice just now, Anjani turned her head, feeling himself called out. And sure enough, up ahead, Jeka, Reihan and Bara were walking towards him.Anjani's smile expands, seeing the people closest to him there. Jeka and Reihan are college friends who will also graduate together t
Arsya grabbed Anjani's arm and dragged her towards the room impatiently. Ignoring Anjani's grimaces who are stumbling to offset his wide steps behind."Arsya, my hand hurt ..."Instead of obeying, Arsya was deafening. Keep walking regardless even if Anjani runs out of breath after climbing the stairs, her hands holding her stomach hoping the baby is fine.Arriving at the room, Arsya immediately locked the door. Arsya's jaw hardened, his eagle eyes stared at Anjani fiercely. The fire of jealousy really has a big effect on Arsya."Have you been with that man all day?" courtesy is not typical of Arsya at all.Anjani looked down, reluctant to answer. Ignored by Anjani, Arsya was getting angry. The obstacle now turned into a grip, gripping Anjani's shoulders tightly. Anjani printed, shocked to receive Arsya's rude treatment of him.Instead of being afraid, Anjani's head looked up, staring at Arsya's eyes without the slightest fear.