
"I told you to sit down !" snapped Angga.
Well, that's dong. Put on a face and cry. Don't be strong ! You hypocritical woman.
"Listen to me carefully ! I married you, not because I fell in love with you again. Just so you know, I'm doing this to show you. This is a reward for my heartache for what you did 10 years ago. You gotta.. "
"But I-"
"Srst...stt.." Angga sticking his index finger to Anggi's lips.
"I'm not done yet !" snapped Angga.
"You should know how much heartache I've been through. It broke my heart when I found out you were pregnant out of wedlock with another guy. The depression I had for so many years because of your betrayal ! You have to feel everything. Let's just say this is karma from me, for you !"
Anggi was surprised by the statement made by Angga. How could Angga play a sacred marriage out of revenge?
A betrayal? The karma? Am I really a bad person for Angga?
Tears have been pouring down Anggi's cheeks ever since those painful words came out of Angga's mouth. He wanted to scream and explain everything to Angga. It was as if his mouth was locked.
*****
In the room, Anggi cried sobbing while drowning his face slammed. And the pillow was wet like a bucket of water.
He never thought, it turns out Angga has such a rude nature.
He recalled, when they were still dating in High School. Not once did Angga get angry or yell at him.
Although they had once fought and did not greet each other for several days, but they never said harsh words to each other. They choose to be quiet and introspection.
*****
Angga is satisfied because it has evaporated all his pent-up emotions for years.
About how Anggi feels now, he seems to not care.
Then he remembered back Anggi's face with a tear stammer.
Angga's chest feels like something is piercing when remembering Anggi who is crying. Slowly, he rubbed his chest. Trying to feel his heartbeat. There was a feeling of pain and thumping.
Why does my heart hurt to see him cry? Shouldn't I be happy to see him tormented? is there something wrong with my feelings?
"Ah. justin. He should have felt the same pain as me." said Angga while rubbing his face violently.
*****
Tririring.tririring..
Alarm from Angga's phone.
"Hmmm..." Murmured Angga while reaching for the phone on the nightstand and squinting because of the glare with the light.
The clock shows at 6:00 in the morning.
Angga wakes up and checks WA's message on his phone. He typed the message while smiling like a kasmaran. I don't know if there's anything funny about the message he's answering.
After bathing and improving himself, Angga went down to the kitchen to make tea.
But how shocked when he saw there was already fried rice for breakfast and a glass of tea that was still warm. A very new sight for him. Because he usually prepares everything himself.
When reaching for the tea glass, Angga saw a piece of paper containing notes tucked under the side dish.
Note:
I'll just cook it. If there's anything you want, just call me.
Angga only smiled after reading the note. Then he went back up to the second floor and approached Anggi's room.
"I don't like fried rice breakfast. Next time make a nutritious meal." said Angga who had stood in front of the door of Anggi's room.
I know you don't like fried rice. You prefer vegetables and fruitful foods. You prefer tea to coffee.