"What are you doing here?" Jajaka Purwa asked Kirani who was still looking down and fixing her hair behind her ear. Short hair like a policewoman does not exceed the shoulders.
"Wh-just now Asih wasn't feeling well, she said, honey, didn't she, Asih?" Kirani gave a wink signal.
Asih understood, he nodded and held his own stomach.
Jajaka Purwa immediately approached Asih. He sat on the edge of the bed opposite Asih and rubbed his stomach.
Kirani, who saw her husband's attitude towards her honey, was very sick of it. He also excused himself to go.
"I said goodbye, Honey," said Kirani. But Jajaka Purwa didn't care, instead he asked Asih back.
"What's wrong with your stomach, honey? You must be sick?" he asked worriedly.
Kirani was annoyed, she also didn't want to see her husband's intimacy with her honey and she immediately ran away as quickly as possible, leaving.
"Maybe the stomach, Sir," replied Asih lying.
Jajaka Purwa is now looking at Asih as a whole. Asih was nervous, she didn't know what her husband was thinking of her after Asih said that.
"Why haven't you changed your clothes earlier, Honey? Mmm?" Jajaka Purwa asked with a frown on his forehead.
Asih is getting more and more nervous, she is like someone who has been sentenced to death.
"I was-"
"I don't want to hear excuses. You quickly shower now!" he ordered Asih.
"Okay sir," replied Asih still nervous.
He then put down his duffel bag, and headed to the bathroom. When she walked in, Asih glanced at her husband, who was now sleeping on the bed.
'Why doesn't he go?' Inner Asih asked. 'Is he going to force me to have sex again?' Asih's feelings are erratic.
She did not want to serve her husband. It felt like Asih was like a new prostitute who couldn't help but have to serve a masher who had already paid her dearly. That's roughly according to Asih's imagination.
"Why are you standing there?" Jajaka Purwa asked again. Asih stood in the doorway with her thoughts.
"Ah?" Ash was surprised. "No sir." He shook his head.
Jajaka Purwa changed his position, which was leaning back, now sitting up straight.
"Do you want me to come in too?" he asked with a crocodile face.
Asih, who was pointed at with an offer she didn't want, immediately rushed to close the bathroom door and went inside.
Jajaka Purwa, who saw Asih as frightened, did not make him angry. He was very happy to see Asih's innocent behavior.
Like a Barbie doll toy, she can do whatever she wants.
More tempting than his wives who are increasingly tasteless. He also plans to continue sleeping with Asih. His dirty mind kept wailing.
"It turns out that having a young wife makes me happier," he said, "do I need to add more?" Jajaka Purwa thought while holding his chin and glancing at the bathroom door.
He laughed to himself.
***
Bara continues to contact Rani while lying in her room. He did various ways just to make Rani reply to messages from him.
But still she didn't reply, didn't even read it.
"This is all because of Miftah. Rani keeps me away from him," Bara annoyed alone.
Bara was thinking hard now, various petty ways crossed his mind. However, his prejudices always interfere.
Now Miftah is Bara's enemy, but Bara knows that her friend is a good person.
Miftah is a good person. He also couldn't lie about his photo with Rani which was only cut by someone else so that anyone who saw it would suspect that they were alone.
"It means that among them, Bella is most likely the one who lied to me." Just guessed. "Watch out, Bell!" Bara's hands clenched on both sides.
Bara wanted to punch the wall. But he thought twice. Because it hurts if you don't have reflexes, hihi.
When Bara remembers the events that he has experienced, about his past with Miftah, about his PDKT with Rani and also about his long affair with Bella.
Bara almost forgot that her foreign rival, who was Bella's mistress, didn't go to school because she was sick.
"What is wrong with him?" Bara was still asking himself.
Bara suspected that Alfred wasn't really sick.
***
At Alfred's house, the man is now busy playing his game in his room.
All of his favorite snacks are scattered about and don't forget to drink alcohol which is always his daily companion.
"Get rid of it! Get rid of it!" Alfred said quietly as he gritted his teeth in annoyance.
He also didn't want his parents to know that Alfred was only pretending to be sick even though he was just lazy to go to school, that's why his games were deliberately not given a voice.
According to Alfred, killing an opponent in a game is like killing his enemy, namely Bara. Alfred imagined it that way.
Bara is the only obstacle in his love story with Bella. Therefore, Alfred really hates Bara.
But suddenly a woman's voice was heard. He forced his way into Alfred's room.
Alfred was shocked, he thought he was hallucinating because he was under the influence of drugs and alcohol.
According to Alfred, Bella would not come to his house now. Alfred knew that Bella would no longer care about him, because in his mind and heart as well as his visualization, Bella's future was only about Bara alone.
Although Alfred realized that he had only been used as an escape for Bella, Alfred still loved him.
Alfred had never been rude to Bella like Bara often did to her.
Bara had never hit Bella. But he always embarrass Bella in front of his other friends and doesn't hesitate to yell at Bella without seeing the situation and condition after Bara finds out that Bella is having an affair with him.
Alfred then turned off his game and slammed himself into the bed.
Then he took the pillow and put it on his head. Covering both ears so he doesn't hear Bella's voice.
"Am I too much? Or am I crazy because of Bella?" Alfred wondered until the voice was heard again.
"Wow, Alfred is open! Lo deaf, huh? I know who you are. I also know that you're not sick." Bella forced her way in while shouting quite loudly.
He did not hesitate to accuse the son of the owner of the house. Disturbing his composure, Alfred ventured to open the door despite his strong belief that the sound he heard was just an illusion.
Alfred got off his bed and put on his house slippers, he walked closer to the door.
Alfred then unlocked it, and after that –
A beautiful woman like a Barbie doll barged into her room.
"Bella?" Alfred did not expect what he was seeing.
Alfred rubbed his eyes. He still couldn't tell the difference between the real world and the artificial world from the alcohol he had drunk in excess.
"God, I know you're just pretending to be sick. You're a dramatizer," Bella quipped with her arms folded in front of her.
"Are you real Bella?" Alfred still couldn't confirm his own belief.
Bella frowned. He was very surprised to get the question asked by Alfred.
"You suddenly have amnesia, huh? After how much corruption did you have to fake all amnesia?" Bella said with her defiant fight.
His words were just inspired by the news on television that reported that there were officials who were corrupt and pretended to be amnesiac. Bella is very easily dominated by the news.
Bella also likes to challenge a man's anger. But that does not apply to Alfred who loves Bella very much.
No matter how hard and no matter how much Bella attacked her, Alfred always fell in love with her without ever fading or even thinking about ending her feelings.