
In the shop, Raka looks nothing like usual. He seemed anxious and worried about something. There's nothing he does, just stay in the chair. Makes Irwan and Doni astonished because of it.
"Why, Bro?" reprimand Irwan while patting Raka on the shoulder.
Shanum's husband sighed, choosing silence instead of answering Irwan's question.
"Hey, if there's a problem with our same stories. Like anyone," said Irwan again felt Raka was facing problems.
Raka looked up, looking at the face of Irwan who was still standing beside her.
"There's nothing. You focus on work. I'm okay, all right." Raka takes Irwan's hand off his shoulder, asking him to go back to work without paying him any heed.
"Are you really okay? You just kept daydreaming, you know." Irwan is reluctant to leave Raka because he feels the man is not okay.
"really. It's there. I want to be alone." Raka pushed Irwan's body away from her.
He wanted to be alone, contemplating something he knew. Only he knows. In the middle of her daydreaming event, Raka's phone rang. A message came in from an unknown foreign number.
"Who sent the message?" Raka muttered, enough just to be stared at without wanting to open it.
However, the second message, the third message that came in disturbed Raka and made her curious. He opened the message, wrinkled his forehead to see a photo sent by the foreign number.
"Shanon?" Raka muttered as she looked at the photo of Shanum by the roadside with a man.
"Who is the man in this photo? Why do they look so deket?" Raka wondered to herself. He has not known the figure of Dzaky although Shanum often tells the figure of his dream man.
Raka looked at the date and the clock shown in the picture. Then, compare it to when Shanum called.
"This is when Shanum called me. Didn't she go to the branch store, but this guy's meeting?" Raka folded her lips, her jaw suddenly hardened. Hearts churned, smoldering to the crown.
Raka left, intending to follow Shanum to his shop to ask for the address of his wife's branch.
"Where are you going, Ka?" Doni asked when he saw Raka grabbing the key.
"Pinjem. Going to my wife's shop." Raka rushes on Doni's bike, and drives as fast as possible.
"Where is he going?" Irwan approached Doni, nudging the young man's shoulder.
"Say he went to his wife's shop. What's the matter, anyway?" Doni was amazed by the change of Raka lately.
"don't know. Why why?" Irwan asked back in surprise.
"No idea, the feeling from yesterday he was more diem. I often see. What is it?" doni said after observing Raka those few days.
Irwan also thought about the situation of Raka, whether since when the man became a dreamy hobby.
"Maybe there's a personal problem. I also asked him not to answer, not to tell a story." Irwan sighed, Raka had never shared her problems with anyone else.
The man always kept it to himself, and finished it by himself. They refocused their work, serving the visitors who came to make transactions in the store.
Meanwhile, Raka, continues to drive her motorcycle to Shanum's shop. He regretted never knowing the location of his wife's branch store. Arriving there, he immediately turned off the engine and called Wati. Shanum's employees have worked with his wife for a long time.
"Die!" call Raka from outside the store. He did not intend to go inside because he would immediately go after his wife.
Shanum, who happened to be back, frowned when she heard her husband's voice calling Wati.
Shanum was pensive, why was Raka looking for Wati instead of him.
"Try to meet first. I want to know why he called us." Shanum accidentally showed himself.
He let Wati meet Raka up front, for what reason. Raka doesn't usually meet her employees. Wati rushed forward to meet her superior husband.
"Yes, Sir. What's up?" tanyanya was soon so faced with Raka who did not even get off the bike.
"I want to know where my wife's branch address is." To the point. Raka immediately asked not intending to linger there.
Shanum's eyebrows fused when she heard her husband's request. His heart was filled with questions about the purpose and purpose of Raka who asked about the address of the branch store.
"Sorry, Sir. That's not the domain I told you the address of the mother's branch store. For a moment I ask first in," said Wati did not dare to tell Raka about the address of the branch store owned by her superior.
"No need, Wati! Tell me quickly, I'm her husband. Why don't you believe me?" ketus Raka was not happy with the rejection of his wife's employees.
Wati urung turned around, she smiled at Raka kindly and politely.
"Once again I apologize, sir. As long as it's not an order from Ms. Shanum we don't dare to tell you even if you're her husband. I'm sorry, sir." Wati hunching body. He did not want to betray his superiors even though Raka was Shanum's husband, but he was still a new person to them.
Raka clucked annoyed, he turned on the motorbike engine was about to leave, but Shanum's appearance from inside the store made him stop to leave.
"Why did you ask me for the address of my branch store?" shanum asked as he stepped out to meet Raka.
The man gasped, gulping in disbelief if the wife was there.
"You're here? Not going to the branch store?" tanya Raka turned off the motor.
Shanum stood in front of the shop, looking at her husband deeply. There was a sudden suspicion lodged in the heart, regarding the figure of Raka.
"Yes, but I just looked over there. I have never been there long because they all I can trust. Why are you going there?" Once again Shanum asked, from his tone he sounded unhappy Raka asked the employee.
Raka got off the bike and approached the woman. Both hold the question in their hearts, equally suspicious as well.
"Aren't you lying to me?" ask Raka slowly.
Shanum's eyebrows were confused, what kind of question was her husband asking.
"liying? What lie do you mean?" asked Shanum who did not cover up his confusion.
"You go to a branch store or meet men?" Raka's question was no longer a question, but rather an accusation on the basis of suspicion.
Shanum increasingly looks confused, she who had just experienced the fateful incident almost hit precisely now accused her husband of meeting other men.
"Male? Which man? I did go to the branch store, but I didn't want to meet men. I checked the report there. You ...." Shanum was speechless, the accusation the husband had completely scratched the deepest part of his heart.
"What's? You can't answer, can you? Tell me if you meet that guy!" fierce Raka ignited emotions.
"Astaghfirullah al-adhiim! Watch your mouth, Raka! What do you think I'm a girl, huh?" Shanum did not accept.
"That's it!" Raka turned and left Shanum's shop.
"Raka!"