Gita Dusk Geetruida
Wanna Go

"However, who complained about the ship licensing issue to the authorities? Even though we have worked according to SOP," complained Zain while driving his speed boat.

"Yes, get the job delayed. The ship is not operating, the wood is held and ... Bang Latif who should be responsible for this situation does not even exist" Agastya responded.

"Bang Latif was returning home, looking at one of his sick wives, Ga. But I think it could have been him who was behind the incident because the documents that were supposed to be on the ship, weren't there. Good thing I brought a copy of the necessary documents."

"Well, he's the mastermind, isn't he making a living from the job?"

"Well, it could be, Ga. I'm not accusing but it's going to be there. It was said that our ship deliberately passed through several posts without reporting also paying for several weeks, did not that even make our business so runyam? And the Latif bang does not exist at this time due to personal matters but instead keeps documents unannounced on the crew. Find it because of it, it's troublesome," said Zain.

"But .. thank goodness everything has been resolved, Zain."

"Yes, even though our company's good name is getting tarnished," Zain added.

The speed boat that originally split the river at high speed is now starting to slow down because it is close to the dock owned by Zain.

"Thank you for being with me, Ga" Zain said as his best friend boarded the harbor.

"Sama-sama Zain, I am adding to the experience" said Agastya with a smile. With wide steps he walked towards his house. The man had missed his wife a lot even though he only separated for 1 night.

"Assalamualaikum, dear ..." Agastya was astonished to see the door and window of her house that was closed, even though it was already quite day. Usually at this hour Aya is preparing lunch and the aroma of cooking has been out to the front stall. But this, let alone the aroma of cooking even his greetings are not feared.

"Where's Aya?" muttered Agastya while walking towards her stall.

"Mother where?" Agastya asked one of her employees.

"Anu sir .. from yesterday mother in her house mama Alif."

"Oh," Agastya breathed a sigh of relief and directed her way to her friend's house.

"Bang Aga," several men blocked Agastya's move.

"Hi, what's wrong?"

"Bang, sorry .. is it true that bang Aga's wife is a paid woman at Evergreen's guesthouse?"

Dhegs!

Agastya was confused as to what to answer, she was astonished where they got the information from?

"Who said it, sir?"

"Jawab, bang."

"Yes, my wife used to work there tap-"

"Enough, bang. Look, yeah, we don't want our neighborhood stamped bad because of the woman that brother told me that wife. After all, you are not known when to get married just to hold a tasyakuran and stay at home."

"Ehm, but we were married a few years ago in Jakarta. Then my wife was kidnapped and taken to the city of A and became a worker at the guesthouse" Agastya explained.

"Curtain, just an excuse. Not expecting, it turns out your taste is that low."

"I'm sorry, what's going on, huh? Did my wife do anything to the detriment of the people here?"

"When you go, your wife seduces Haji Ruslan, it's a good thing that Aminah caught you, otherwise ..."

"Mom Aminah? Oh, maybe it's just a misunderstanding" said Agastya.

"Once your love is the same bitch!"

"The woman must go before she pollutes our place."

Agastya had no chance to say that Zain suddenly called out to her, "Dear, come here!"

"Yes, just a minute" replied Agastya.

"Ehm, it's not good to talk on the street. Let's just go to Zain's house" Agastya asked the men.

"no need. The problem is that the woman so she has to put her feet up, you can stay here" the man said before avoiding Agastya.

"What are they talking about you, Ga?"

"Huh, something that doesn't make sense, he said Aya teased Mr. Ruslan."

"Do not easily believe the words of people you do not know well. Come in, your wife is here."

Agastya was surprised to see Aya's disheveled, pale and puffy-eyed look.

"Darling, you're that sad just because I left you one night?" goda Agastya while embracing his wife.

"Maaasss," Aya cried as she pleased in Aga's arms.

"Dear, I'm here for you."

"Mas, yesterday there was someone who wanted to disturb me and then Mr. Ruslan came, but when he was going to come here Aminah ma'am blocked the road. Ms. Aminah accused me of flirting with Mr. Ruslan and told people that I was once the guest house woman of Evergreen," Aya argued.

"Brazed," damprat Zain while Agastya just closed his eyes while tightening his embrace.

"Mama Alif, who would want to disturb Aya?" ask Zain to his wife.

"Bang Latif, bah."

"Damn it, whine .. The trouble on the ship is also because of him. Ah, it's possible that this whole thing he's on purpose so he can disturb your wife, Ga."

"Sorry, Zain. It is not good to suspect without evidence. The reality is that Aya has a past that makes her able to be denigrated and even disturbed, and about her work .. if not caught now will be found out at a later time."

"Sorry, baby." Agastya whispered softly while anchoring a kiss on the top of his wife's head.

"They want me out of here as soon as possible" Aya said.

"Have it, just ignore it. I'm sure it's just Aminah and Latif's wits. Haish, like I don't know their dirty game, '" Zain grumbled.

"Mas, I want us to just leave here," whined Aya.

"Yes, why are you leaving here? Your husband has just pioneered the business, not yet returned the capital," said Zain who from the fame of his fashion again want to get angry just innate.

"But I'm ashamed, bang. I'm not ready to face the ridicule of people after knowing I was once a homestead woman."

"Ck, just ignore it, Aya. Don't be weak, face it. You will get used to it for a long time and those people will shut up after seeing your change towards a better life. Just think, in a new place is there any guarantee you don't experience this again?" throwing Zain made Aya speechless.

"I have also told Ding Aya, bah. .. we cannot change the past and indeed people who repent will experience many obstacles and even the temptation to melt the good intentions. I asked him to just focus on God, and try to live a good and right life" interrupted Alif's mother.

"Well, what your brother Mama Alif said is true. Do not care about the words and views of others who are not necessarily his life is also fine, usually just judgmental."

"You hear what these two brothers are saying, baby?" Ask Agastya to his wife, although in Agastya's heart knew, other people including himself would be easier to say and give advice, but the turn to live is not necessarily as strong as Aya.