Chapter 10
Mas Azzam too, why are they discussing my status in the middle of the road. If so many people hear it, it will be a mess. "
"Are you Mas Azzam's wife?" asked Kak Neti. Her eyes stared intently at me, while I was confused whether to answer honestly or lie again. Mama, I was confused.
The atmosphere is still quiet since earlier, I haven't answered the question from Kak Neti. What should I say? Kak Neti smiled seeing me embarrassed, he held my hand tightly. I can feel that Kak Neti doesn't mean anything bad to me.
"I guessed it since I saw you come last week. I already guessed that you weren't Mas Azzam's sister," he said softly. I looked down in shame, it turned out that my lie had been exposed. Now it's just a matter of time until everyone here finds out.
"You don't have to be afraid, Derek. Brother is not the leaky bucket. You usually keep a secret, don't worry!" he said again. I lifted my face with a relieved smile.
"Thank you, Sis. I don't know what will happen if you tell everyone about this." "Where did it look in the first place. How could Kelen get married without love?" Kak Neti looked at me curiously, I also told him the beginning until Mas Azzam and I got married. Sis Neti gave me encouragement, she said I had to win Mas Azzam's heart from Sis Winda. He gave me tips on how to win my husband's heart.
I'm really grateful to have met a good person like Kak Neti. We were still talking until suddenly Sis Winda shouted from the terrace of her house.
"Clara, you are great, aren't you! You've been visiting people's houses since the early hours of the morning. You're welcome now!" Sis Neti laughed seeing Sis Winda's anger at me.
"You go home first, Dek. You tame him first, then come back here again!" tell Kak Neti to me.
"Yes, sis. Goodbye first, yes. Assalamualaikum," I greeted then rushed home after Sis Neti answered my greeting. Sis Winda was still standing on the terrace with her hands on her hips when I arrived home, her face looked furious at me.
However, I casually entered the house without paying attention to the glare in his eyes.
"It's good for you, huh. You think this house belongs to your ancestors. So you want to be the queen here! Gossip all day out there. It's better if you wash the clothes, it's a mountain so you don't wash it too," he grumbled again after entering into the house after me.
"What, Sis?! Wash clothes? Did you hear me wrong? I told you yesterday, that I am not a maid in this house. I washed my clothes while taking a shower earlier. Your clothes, brother, wash them yourself!" I replied nonchalantly. It's just nice he told me to wash their clothes.
"Huh, what? Mas Azzam has told you to help me, right? Now, you help me. Don't let my stomach hurt again like last night!"
"Hmm, at first I felt sorry for my brother. I thought I was wrong to marry Mas Azzam who was already married. I thought that my older sister was good and could take care of my husband. However, I was wrong. So from now on, I will start demanding my rights as a wife. Mas Azzam. Brother, you will see! I will make Mas Azzam dump you later!"
Brother Winda laughed out loud at my words.
"Don't dream that you can snatch Mas Azzam from my hands. I won't let you!" he said proudly.
"Okay! We'll see! Let my brother know, yes, even though I don't love our husband, Mas Azzam. However, now I feel sorry for him if he continues to have a wife like my brother. I will make him like me, remember that!" I entered the room while thinking about the next step.
Sis Winda can't be left alone, feeling sorry for Mas Azzam made me change course. From now on, I will make Mas Azzam comfortable around me. In the afternoon when Mas Azzam came home from work, Sis Winda immediately approached him and did not want to move at all from Mas Azzam. Apparently he was also afraid of my threats, so he didn't want to give me a chance to approach Mas Azzam. I don't care, it's not Clara if she can't carry out her plan.
"Sir, I want to talk!" I said firmly. Mas Azzam who was massaging Sis Winda's legs on the chair turned to me.
"What's the matter, Ra? Seems important. Sit down!" said Mas Azzam without caring about the protests from Sis Winda. I smiled mockingly at Sis Winda, then sat beside her.
"Mas, I want you to find me a new rent! I can't live in this house anymore!"
"Hey, it's nice when you say you want to move to a new rent. Who do you think you are?" asked Sis Winda angrily.
"You forgot, didn't you? I'm Mas Azzam's wife, a wife who is blessed by the family. Meanwhile, Brother? So it's better if you just keep quiet, don't talk much!" I said following the way he spoke. Sis Winda was about to reply to my words, but Mas Azzam intervened.
"That's it, Win! You shut up! Hmm, what do you mean, Clara. You don't want to stay here?" asked Mas Azzam patiently. I said no and gave the reason. I said what if suddenly my family or Mas Azzam's family wanted to come visit. They could be suspicious of other women in our house. Mas Azzam seems to be starting to understand what I mean. He nodded many times while looking at me with smiling lips.
"Mas, I don't agree. Where is your salary enough if you add another rent to him!" Winda protested. Mas Azzam looked at me and Sis Winda alternately. He seemed to be at a loss for a decision.
"If you're confused, then this is it. I'm going back to my parents' house again. You can say that I don't feel at home, or I'm not good at being a wife. So you divorced me," I suggested, surprising Mas Azzam.
To be continued