LOVE IN THE ARMS OF DUSK
37
“Auntie, Fatih said she will come home for lunch,” said Nura while approaching Mira's aunt who was cutting pineapples, the girl glanced at the wall clock hanging above the door, at ten in the morning, he helped the woman put the pineapple in a plastic container, the plan will be made special fruit ice orders from Paula.
“Wah, good. Aunty will help you cook for Fatih,” said Aunt Mira enthusiastically, she closed the plastic container and wrapped it with a clear plastic.
Aunt Mira eagerly brought Nura into the kitchen, she opened the fully loaded refrigerator, there was meat and chicken, green vegetables along with tofu and tempeh.
“What is Fatih's favorite cuisine?” Nura asked when looking at Aunt Mira who was thinking hard in front of the refrigerator door that was wide open, the woman let out a long sigh.
“That's the problem, Fatih it ate everything.”
Nura nodded confirming, all this time Fatih was not picky, he would eat whatever was available at the table, never protested in the slightest, even though it was cooked the way he still ate it.
The two of them were silent, thinking about what food would be made for Fatih, Nura suddenly remembered the moment he ate at the beach with Fatih, the man even ordered food without looking at the menu, he said, how can she guess what her husband likes?
Maybe he should ask this later after Fatih gets home.
“What kind of wife does not know her husband's favorite cuisine?”
Nura turned her head, seeing a woman in short clothes enter her kitchen, the scent of her perfume spread throughout the room, her long, red nails were tapping on the table, she said, then put down his bag and cross-seeked and looked at the haughty Nura.
“Who are you? Lately there are so many people who want to enter.” Nura said with a frown, from the look on his face it was clear that he did not like the presence of this woman.
Already entered carelessly, do not use greetings anyway.
The woman looked at Nura from top to bottom, then looked at herself, as if she was comparing.
“My name is Hana, her ex Fatih,” she said confidently, a faint smile adorning her thin lips.
Aunt Mira who was removing vegetables in the refrigerator gawking, for a new age this time she saw someone who came to the house of her married ex with a face as thick as a rhino, he just stroked the chest, he just stroked the chest, understand the behavior of children today.
Nura's face was back as usual, flat, the difference was now that her heart was pounding and in her heart was currently hot as if burning with flames.
This woman in front of him, was really inviting the war openly.
“Oh, Ex-only, after all.”
Hana grinned, ignoring Nura's words, she wagged her long wavy hair. “At first I was shocked to hear Fatih's wedding, but after seeing you ...” Hannah stopped her speech,
his eyes looked at the appearance of Nura, the skinny girl only wore simple house clothes, her short hair was tied, her face was plain without makeup, even now she did not wear sandals.
“You are nothing.” Hana laughed condescendingly.
Nura had a relationship, he did not know if Fatih had a past with this arrogant woman in front of him, Fatih had never told a story and Nura had never mentioned Fatih's past either. And now the arrogant woman
it seems very obvious that it is degrading him.
Nura was very upset.
Seeing Hana who came with all her arrogance, Nura could not be as ignorant as she used to do to Nala and Madam Ajeng, she could not just stay still, her hands moved to take the napkin, wiping
“Indeed, I was nothing,” Nura said calmly, she approached and took Hana's hair, playing it quietly. “But what was married was me. Not you ‘kan?”
“Wow,” said Aunt Mira, the woman immediately covered her mouth with her palm. He who had just become a spectator just gaping to see that, did not expect with the words of Nura who seemed bold, did not expect,
he mix vegetables with movements as slow as possible without sound, the atmosphere of the kitchen feels cold because of the two of them.
Hana laughed stiffly, her eyes bulging, obviously she did not accept Nura's words, hurriedly brushed off Nura's hand from her hair. “Do you have no mirror? See your appearance is not comparable to me, hick!”
Hana surrounds Nura, she grieves when she finds out his wife Fatih is nothing compared to him, maybe Fatih is myopic or he is betting with his gang to marry Nura.
“Are you sure Fatih married you out of love? I am anyway, no!”
Aunt Mira looked at Nura and Hana alternately with anxious expectations, Nura for a moment did not answer Hana's words, the girl was silent for a long time.
“You just don't know Fatih's favorite food,” continued Hana while sitting in the chair, he smiled triumphantly, it was like pouring gasoline on a small fire, ready to explode at any time. He waited for Nura to get angry and
be bad to him so he can get Fatih's sympathy.
“Listen yes, Fatih likes spicy, chicken balado for example, I often cook for her in my apartment first, in tandem with Fatih.” Hana really showed incredible arrogance.
Hana grinned, her mouth continuously saying words to heat up Nura, her red lips unceasingly spitting out words of poison that made Nura's ears penging.
“Already?” Nura asked after a long moment of silence, she placed her hand on the table, looking at the cynical Hana.
“Where do you think you are? This is my home and Fatih, I am his legal wife,” continued Nura while pulling Hana's hair, he growled. For a long time he had never dealt with a big-mouthed woman like Hana, he had not
know what to behave like, just follow his heart, which is clear he is hot and angry.
“About once, still remember Fatih, who reflected it should be you!”
Hana paled, pulling her hair she stood up and stared at Nura fiercely.
“What? Me? Don't you see how ugly you are?!”
“I'm ugly?” Nura raised her voice, she was quite self-conscious with her body, but she was not that bad, of course she did not accept. They both face each other and are in contact. “If you're beautiful why did Fatih marry me, not you?”
Hana was gaping, she was stuttering, her face was flushed red, her feet were wearing high heels were stomping to the floor, she was so upset that it felt like she wanted to brutally grab Nura's hair, but she was
stop, he should not act bar-bar because it will demean himself.
“You ... you ...” He was speechless, seemed to be stuck in his throat, his anger he swallowed round and round, it should not be like this Nura's reaction, everything was beyond his expectations.
Hana was silent, she took a deep breath, trying to control her emotions, the woman crossed her arms and looked up haughtily.
"How about we bet? To prove who Fatih loved the most?"
