“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 reputation on campus cannot be damaged just by the babble of their trash. Things like this sometimes make Anjani lazy to join her girlfriends.
“So, don’t delay getting pregnant again, at least waiting for graduation. Where is your husband continuing his master’s degree in Jogjakarta right? I don’t really understand your situation, ”Cecilia said.
Anjani laughs out loud. Cecilia gasped in surprise, did that sound funny to the prospective young mother’s ears?
“HAHAHA,” Anjani still couldn’t stop laughing. Gosh, she friends are so cute. Talking casually as if they understand very well about their household with Arsya.
“You say that because you don’t know what it’s like to have a husband like Arsya,” Anjani said after successfully stopping her laughter.
“I’m lazy to explain, you won’t understand, this is a matter of household,” said Anjani again. Cecilia, Jiya and Naura who had been excited about cornering themselves now looked at him in annoyance. Offended by Anjani’s words just now.
“Oh yes, even if I have to go to college with a big pregnancy, it doesn’t matter. In fact, I’m waiting for that moment, my child is born and I live happily with my husband. “ Anjani rubbed her stomach dear, “I’ll already have a child, you guys are still busy looking for certainty when to get married,”
Cecilia pounded the table. With a half dead annoyed face, he got up and left without saying goodbye.
“Cece why?” asked Anjani with an innocent face.
Jiya had not yet had time to answer, Ardan’s presence took over their attention.
“Anjani?” call Ardan. Anjani immediately got up from his seat.
“Yes, sir,” said Anjani.
Ardan chuckled at Anjani’s enthusiasm, “Why are you here?”
Jiya and Naura looked at each other. Seeing a rare moment where the new lecturer who was known to be bitchy and didn’t talk much asked Anjani. In fact, if there are students who just scold, they only give Ardan a small nod. But now Ardan is even willing to stop his path just to ask Anjani about the girl’s presence in the campus area.
“Wait, sir, this afternoon I have a schedule for guidance with you. Did you forget? “
Ardan shook his head, “No, I didn’t forget. Hm … I mean, you want guidance on campus?”
Ardan scratched the nape of his head embarrassedly. Jiya and Naura looked at each other again, then shook their heads, feeling that something was wrong with the young lecturer.
“Yes sir, the time at the police.” Anjani replied with a giggle.
“I think it’s outside like yesterday. Yes, I’ll go straight to my room later, “
“Yes, sir!”
Ardan shook his head a little while showing a beautiful smile. Gently rubbed Anjani’s head then walked away. Leaving Anjani who was frozen and Jiya who was short of breath seeing her, Naura was already collapsing on the floor.
“That Ardan doesn’t see whether Anjani’s stomach is already thick,” Jiya sneered staring at Ardan’s back fiercely.
“Jan please, tell me how to be you?” Naura asked looking at Anjani expectantly.
***
Sometimes Anjani feels okay about lying to her husband. As long as lying is not for various things. Besides, there are various Arsya, who want to order Anjani to replace the supervisor, thought that easy.
Sometimes Anjani gets annoyed with Arsya's very possessive nature. All things related to single boys are definitely prohibited. Do you think that Anjani is pregnant with another man who will be attracted to her?
Anjani stared straight at the road ahead. This afternoon the streets are quite stretched, maybe because it's not yet home from work.
After the guidance, Ardan Anjani was immediately picked up by the driver. The guidance went smoothly, it turned out that Ardan was cool too, although he was very thorough and gave lots of comments on his half-way progress.
Ardan is still his supervisor even though Arsya forbids and asks Anjani to change the supervisor. Anjani said yes to Arsya and said that her current supervisor is Mrs. Patmi.
It's not that Anjani really wants Ardan to be his supervisor. But it is very responsible for him to replace the supervisor. After all, the thesis was about to be completed, only a few meetings with Ardan were left.
Hopefully the lie will run smoothly. at least until Anjani's thesis is accepted.
“Do you want to stop by first? Kali Saka has something to buy, ”asked Mr. Sur, who focused on the steering wheel.
"Just go to the Bara cafe sir, let's have a coffee first. You like coffee, right? "
Mr. Sur chuckled, "I like it, but I prefer my wife's coffee," he said, making Anjani giggle.
"The romantic spirit is still there, sir, Hahaha," said Anjani. Mr. Sur responded with a laugh.
Anjani's cell phone ring brings their small talk to a halt. Anjani immediately reached into her bag, took the cellphone and received an incoming call from my husband's contact name.
"Hello my husband."
“You dare lie now with me?” Arsya urged immediately without further ado. Slowly Anjani’s smile faded, her expression drastically decreased.
"It's not like that I mean, dear ..." Anjani replied in a panic at once.
"So, what's next?" Anjani is silent. Anjani thought that her feelings would be fine after Arsya found out about her lie. But it turns out, guilt pushes the chest. And also, why did Arsya find out about her lie so quickly ???
Even though Anjani hasn't done his lie 24 hours yet.
"I forbid you not to make you lie like this. Can you convince me about Ardan. Why do you have to lie?"
Anjani is still silent. The lids of his eyes were full of tears that were ready to plunge in with just one blink.
"Why are you quiet?"
During his time as husband, Arsya never spoke without intonation to Anjani. Always cheerful even though Anjani knows Arsya is tired because he just came home from work. But now, Arsya's voice sounded very disappointed.
"I'm not angry if you explain,"
Anjani was still silent, until Mr. Sur turned his head towards Anjani, who was frozen while holding the cellphone attached to his earlobe.
"Okay, no need to explain ---"
"Honey ..." Anjani cut Arsya's words quickly.
"Yes, dear?" said Arsya, changing his tone to a little soft.
"Forgive me." Anjani said. Spontaneously Mr. Sur turned his head again to hear the weak voice of his employer's daugher.
"What's your mistake?"
"Lie to you"
"Why are you lying?"
Anjani bit her lip. Anjani didn't lie because of Ardan right? But why does her lips seem to be evasive for that.
"I don't want to change my supervisor, I want Ardan to be my supervisor,"
Across there, Arsya closed his eyes, feeling a very tightness in his chest. Arsya adjusts his breath, he must be calm. You shouldn't be angry and make Anjani think, because it's not good for the condition of the fetus that Anjani is carrying.
Arsya exhaled a short breath, "It's up to you, I'll hang up the phone, I want to eat."
Call disconnected unilaterally. Arsya has given him permission, already knowing her lie, shouldn’t Anjani feel relieved? But why did Anjani even feel uneasy?
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
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!"
A few years later... Arjeno believes in destiny that controls his life. Whatever he received and lost from him was already the will of the time of power. Like, have Hanin. Running a long distance relationship for three years, is not an easy thing. There are many obstacles that Hanin and Arjeno found halfway through. Misunderstandings, longing, and jealousy. And Arjeno swears, among the three things, longing is the most excruciating thing. But gradually, they have a way to find a way out of every problem that comes. Whether Arjeno or Hanin relented, they always learned not to put forward a sense of ego. Arjeno stared at the reflection of himself in front of the mirror, his sturdy body wrapped in a black tuxedo complete with a bow tie coiled around the collar. His hair was neatly arranged, his feet were wrapped in a pair of kinclong leather shoes. He really took care of the groom today. After going through a long journey in the process
"DADDY!!!" Raquel screamed in shock as soon as she saw the results of his haircut that became his own father's guinea pig. Meanwhile, Jhonny held back the laughter of seeing Raquel's hair that did not match his expectations. Raquel stomped his feet annoyed on the floor, his face already buckled between being irritated with Jhonny and holding back tears because his hair became an undirected mess. "I don't want to know, just give my hair back!" enraged Raquel as he rubbed his watery eyes. Staring unwillingly at his haircuts on the floor. Jhonny scratched his nape with a laugh that was not over yet. Raquel's haircut was so weird. "Dad!" cried Raquel because he was annoyed at Jhonny's reaction who laughed with satisfaction. "Give me my hair back!" added Raquel as he tugged at the T-shirt Jhonny was wearing. Jhonny put the comb and Clipper on the table then he grabbed Raquel's petite body and rubbed his son's shoulders, in fact Jho
"Do you know the substitute lecturer?" asked Marcus to Wilona. The girl who was currently dropping her head on the cafeteria table. Wilona was still embarrassed because during class she called Albert's name so loudly. Even more surprisingly, it turned out that Albert was a substitute lecturer at this campus.Wilona shook her head in disbelief. How could the man who lived one roof with her turn out to be a lecturer on her campus? "No, I don't know him." Wilona replied lying. After all, it is impossible to tell Marcus and Arjeno that she and Albert actually live on the same roof. Wilona doesn't want Marcus and Arjeno to think of her as an untrue woman because she lives one in the same house as a foreign man.Marcus nodded his head, trying to believe it even though the shock of Wilona's body and facial expressions were not so convincing. "Today our campus site is filled with photos of him. Many mentioned and became fans of Mr. Albert." Marcus as the most upd
"You went home last night?" "Hmm... I was afraid that the people in your house were asleep, so I went home." "Good." Arjeno retorted, making Marcus round his eyes. This afternoon they were having lunch in the campus cafeteria. Arjeno questioned Marcus who last night did not return home. That's a good thing because finally Arjeno again felt calm in his room, but strangely last night Arjeno was a little worried about Marcus who was out of nowhere. Fortunately this morning Arjeno was able to see firsthand the existence of Marcus who turned out to be fine. "Wilona!" Suddenly Marcus called Wilona in a loud voice. Making Arjeno spontaneously stare at the direction Marcus was looking at, there was Wilona who seemed to be looking for an empty table, in both hands of the girl was her lunch tray. "Come here!" asked Marcus to make Arjeno raise a pair of eyebrows. "Don't be pretentiously familiar! I am afraid that you will embarrass yourself!" Arjeno whis
"Arje said, this is called healing.""Healing?" Wilona repeated Marcus's remarks with a wrinkled forehead. Although they were on their way, but both ears could still catch what the interlocutor said. "Yes. Arje said he would do something like this if he was stressed. Around jakarta traffic, it turned out to be exciting too." Marcus said as he stared at the street in front of him. It was already starting at night, the streets were getting quieter and a feeling of relief always hit Marcus when he split jakarta traffic. Cool air, street lights that beautify the scenery. True. It's healing. The thoughts that gathered and became tangled threads on his head instantly disappeared. Marcus immediately forgot the problem that was befalling him."Marcus, can we stop for a while? I want to sit in that chair." Wilona asks Marcus to stop his bike when he sees an empty seat available by the side of the road. Marcus nodded, then pulled over his big mo
The smell of coffee and toast that came out this morning made Wilona wake up from her sleep. As if hypnotized, the woman walked straight out of the room with her eyes still open. Albert, who was sipping coffee while reading the newspaper in the pantry, immediately gasped and smiled broadly at Wilona who was only wearing an oversized t-shirt complete with her adorable waking face, but looked sexy in her eyes.Albert whistled, his eyes still staring at Wilona from top to bottom with a judging look."Wow, sexy," Albert said as he bit his lower lip tempted.Hearing the sound of other creatures, Wilona's forehead frowned, spontaneously her eyes opened wide and then shouted when she was conscious and found Albert who was looking at her with a look of wanting to pounce. Practically Wilona screamed and ran into the room. While Albert was panting again, he couldn't believe it saw Wilona's exaggerated response, the woman seemed to be exhausted from seeing astral cre
Wilona POVThe sunlight that penetrated the bedroom window made my hands spontaneously move blocking my eyes from the glare. I blinked for a while before finally straightening up. I sighed, my body felt crushed all after last night passed a fairly long journey from Bandung to Jakarta.I smiled faintly at the mini cactus tree located in front of the window. Two weeks of vacation in Bandung makes the feeling of longing for everything in this tiny flat become more and more. Fortunately, yesterday I decided to go home because the day after tomorrow I was back in college, it felt very good to enjoy the atmosphere in the morning in my restroom.I got out of bed, walked towards the Echinocactus grusonii cactus that I named Echi. "Morning, Echi." I said hello while throwing my first smile today. My hand moved grabbing the bottle next to the Echi pot and then spraying the water on my Echi."Mama loves breakfast, isn't it?" I muttered to the golden-spiked m
"Didn't you just move? But it seems that you are very familiar with your neighbors?" Nadeo asked as he sipped his fresh ice head and cooled his throat. Hanin, who was also sipping ice head while looking at the expanse of sea water, then turned her head at a glance to Nadeo, "My neighbor just moved... I don't know how we got... Near? Can it be called close?" A pair of Hanin eyebrows linked, asking about what Nadeo said. Can she and Jhonny be called close? They just met yesterday? And everything just flows, Hanin who is not good at socializing feels comfortable to talk to the adorable Jhonny and Raquel. Until finally... Hanin visits Jhonny's house only to see the man cooking?! Hanin was flabbergasted, without her noticing, she and Jhonny approached. Not as a woman and a man, but as a neighbor. That fast? "Of course, you visited his house. And before maybe you chatted until you forgot that you had made an appointment with us." Rylee responded. Made Hanin p
It turns out that Jhonny is an architect who is good at cooking. Jhonny didn't tell Hanin where his excellent cooking skills came from. But really, Jhonny's cooking is really good! "So, the chocolate cake that you made yesterday yourself?" Hanin gawked in disbelief at Jhonny who currently looked charming with an apron attached to his athletic body. "So you think I bought it?" Jhonny asked back, making Hanin nod his head innocently. Hanin is currently in Jhonny's kitchen. The man took Hanin to breakfast together even though they had eaten a sandwich but he said the sandwich was not enough to block his stomach until noon, so Hanin sat on the pantry chair looking at Jhonny who was busy with his weapon in the kitchen. "If I can make it myself, why should I buy it." retorted Jhonny. Hanin dropped his chin on the pantry, his eyes still glued to the astonishment towards Jhonny who was slicing leeks so quickly and painstakingly. In a matter