Wrong: The Brief In The Right Heart
Dumbass!

Tercyduqese. Just wait for the invitation if you both have returned me

The photo accompanying the quote above, is a portrait of when about eleven days ago Afriz was waiting for the rain to subside while - - - foolishly - receiving a meal from Vita.

But he did not know when the photo uploader took the picture. What is clear, at that time he was busy hoping that the rain would soon subside so that he could go home. But upon arrival at home, Zaya instead went to take Faiz and just returned wet.

Afriz tried to remember while relating the incident on that night, before the next day Zaya visited the residence of his parents without saying goodbye first.

"Where from?"

"Buy the poor bakwan" replied Zaya.

"Can ask for help to buyin. No need to go out until it has to be caught in the rain, and finally your clothes so wet gini."

"Hape Mas is not active, how can I ask for help?"

The aggravated question from Zaya just now, clearly reminded Afriz of one thing. That since magrib he did not hold a mobile phone, because it was being charged. Now his electronics are left on the studio desk. "Yes, sorry. From then on I did not hold the phone. It was busy."

"Gee, I'm cold. Tired, sleepy."

Although his forehead creased in surprise within seconds, Afriz let his wife change clothes. He instilled only positive thoughts, that Zaya was just cold, so the tone of his speech became unpleasant to hear so.

However, it turns out that Afriz's conjecture missed far. Nothing changed after changing clothes. Stay cold and seem reluctant to meet him. That's what makes it so much more do not understand what the will of the wife, which honestly makes it confused. "We need to talk alone" he said, pulling his wife's arm slowly to hear him.

"What?" This time Zaya was indeed staring at Afriz, but her highlight was emitting a wound. "Mas want to be like the people who accused me of cheating on you with Pam, so that I'm pregnant with the child I'm carrying?"

"Hey, calm down." Afriz cupped both of Zaya's cheeks while patting her gently. "Who would dare to say that this baby you are carrying is not Mas's child?"

"Dropped!" maki Afriz to herself.

As if he did not understand the state of Afriz who was almost desperate, Vita still strafed Zaya's phone with the latest messages.

Ma'am Vita: [Where? Read the caption and comment, right?]

Ma'am Vita: [Still wanting to be pretentious to fight for the pseudo-love of Afriz?]

Pseudo-love? Afriz murmured in the heart. An idea that made him interested in the topic discussed by Zaya and Vita before he discovered that Vita was deliberately making Zaya increasingly inferior.

Live long!

Zaya's cell phone rang telling her that Vita called. Maybe because it had not received a response, the woman was determined to call Zaya's number.

"What are you talking about?" ask Afriz without saying hello. Although relaxed, it was enough to make Vita hang up the phone voluntarily.

After managing emotions, Afriz continued his activities to analyze the messages of Zaya and Vita who seemed to be less healthy.

^^^[I don't need to buy my husband. There is a clear boundary between employees of the same superior.]^^^

Ms. Vita: [You mean the same employee whose boss is the same?]

^^[Mbak sama mas afriz]^^^

Vita said: [Unfortunately I have not worked with him for a long time. Now I work in a car showroom. He's the only one who wants to get me, use pretend to buy a car.]

^^^[Please don't have to haalu ya mbak]^^^

Vita's mother: [Who is also shy. It's reality. It's a pity that you become a wife but not invited to a discussion when the husband wants to buy a car]

Ma'am Vita: [Not to be pretentious is important because he is always involved with him]

^^^[Yes I deserve to feel important. People now I am again humming our two children]^^^

Ma'am Vita: [Whose son?]

^^[Our son, me and mas afriz]^^

Ma'am Vita: [I doubt that it's an afriz boy. You see, I'm sure he's just saying that you're not necessarily out of love]

^^^[I don't understand what it is]^^

Ma'am Vita: [Plain or plain pretentious?]

^^^[Do not take up the topic of mbak. Please position yourself as me. Mbak certainly would not be willing if the husband mbak seduced by another woman]^^^

Ms. Vita: [I'm even proud that my husband was seduced by another woman. Because that means my husband has an indisputable charm]

^^^[Unfortunately I differ in principle with mbak]^^

Ma'am Vita: [Yes we have different principles. But the taste of men2, like the same]

Vita: [Now maybe he is still the husband of people, but no one knows if tomorrow2 he is single. I who only children can separate the same husband, a new appgi humming]

Vita: [Whatever the reason, I don't want to be away from him. You also married her because she was fooled by your in-laws. Your in-laws are long dead, right?]

^^^[Sorry yes. You may be able to keep my husband on continuously. You can meet my husband anywhere, so I only go to one place in my husband's heart. But that's enough, really. With it in my heart, I can come before my husband in every place and time. Because we are connected in the subconscious. Again, I'm so sorry]^^^

This time, Afriz unknowingly praised the courage and maturity of his wife. The man was very sure that Zaya actually believed in him, nor did she doubt his feelings. Evident by how calm the woman was when responding to Vita who was deliberately provoking a commotion. But after seeing the upload in an Instagram account, it could be that Zaya's view of him has far turned.

After all, after his wife was given the 'beautiful' view through Instagram when cravings and experiencing a less stable mood, the, afriz also fed Zaya to Bu Lively, which in fact often makes the future mother of his child uncomfortable. It is fitting that the woman immediately ran away when she lived for a short time. Choose not to invite him to fight, but just calm down in the village there.

Then when Zaya returned in better condition, the expectant mother found her husband hugging another woman. Especially ....

"Bak Vita's here again?"

Afriz nodded, not really understanding the change in the look of his wife's face that suddenly did not like. "Yes. Why why?"

"Yeah, it's okay." Zaya seemed to be biting on her lower lip, also looking painstakingly gulped. "Kok he's been here a lot, anyway, Mas?"

"Dropped! Afriz idiot!" maki the young man, venting regret for all the indifference to his wife's feelings. Then he rubbed his face. "Now think, where did Zaya go? She's pregnant with your child, but you don't even know where she's going and how she's doing right now."

Afriz's chest seemed to be going up and down. His hand almost slammed Zaya's phone which he was currently holding. His brain worked harder, thinking of the most realistic possibility of Zaya's existence now.

For a few minutes the man closed his eyes. "Zaya, Faiz, babe. Zaya, Faiz, baby," he murmured, it was unclear what the exact purpose of the three words was. "Zaya, Faiz, baby."

After that, he was shocked to remember something. Then he hastily contacted a contact named 'Kak Una' which he checked his number from Zaya's phone. Unfortunately, until the fifth experiment shows no signs of being lifted. As a last resort tonight, Afriz typed in a short message.

"I'm Afriz, Zaya's husband. Please tell me, if you meet Zaya," he wrote.

As if he had just finished running a marathon, Afriz managed to catch his breath. He was not sleepy at all. Not yet want to rest even though his back and legs are very sore. He needs certainty about his goal tomorrow.

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