Not Salihah's Wife
Amara Jealous

All day after Imelda's arrival, Amara daydreams about what her mother-in-law said. Intending to contact the Mother, Amara searched for her cellphone.

“Real to be out of power, pantesan no sound.”

The girl grabbed her cell phone in the room and lay in bed waiting for her phone to charge.

“What will Mr Randy do after meeting the family of his future wife?”

“If she's a talak I mean I'm a widow. So widow even my age is not even twenty years old, really not an achievement.”

Amara continued muttering out her thoughts. Since adolescence until now he has never known a close man even to fall in love. Once related to the relationship immediately married and that was with a man that he did not like.

At this time Amara's life is accustomed to Randy's attention and presence, imagining him being stalked and chased away by Randy into a creepy scene in her mind.

“Kuatlah Amara, it is your destiny to live like this,” muttered Amara encouraged yourself.

Seeing that his phone was already charged, he turned on the phone and there were several missed calls from Mother.

“Halo, Mommy,” Amara said when her call was answered.

“Amara, how are you? Why is it so hard for you to contact now?” ask Mirna on the other end of the phone.

“My phone died, yesterday-yesterday I had campus activities in the mountainous area and difficult signal,” explained Amara without conveying the incident she experienced because she did not want to make her mother worried.

Long enough the two greet each other and talk, Mirna asks Amara to meet her because there are things to talk about. After that the call ended.

...***...

As always, Randy always gets up early and is ready first than Amara. Moreover, Amara's condition is not free to move, of course, making it longer to prepare.

“We leave together, your condition is not possible to ride the motorbike,” take Randy when Amara just came out of the toilet and just wearing a bathrobe.

“I can take a taxi.”

“Do not argue,” said Randy.

Last night Amara had told about the arrival of her mother-in-law, of course the sentence of accusation or painful for Amara he did not convey. Amara does not know if Randy will defend her or just stay silent and it does not feel good if Randy's relationship with his mother eventually becomes bad.

Dressed in a knee-length dress and carrying her backpack, Amara limped in Randy's footsteps.

“You have breakfast first, there is good chicken porridge in ...”

“No need sir, I can be late if we stop by to eat. This morning ‘ schedule Randy sir in my class.”

Randy refocuses on the wheel even though in his mind thinking of meeting with Hana's family to explain his married condition.

“Pak, I get off in front if you get in later there is a look and we are rumored to be assorted,” pinta Amara who wants to get off before the campus gate.

“You still haven't recovered, and then you strolled all the way to class? Or want to join your friend's motorbike in clothes like this?”

Amara just swallowed her saliva hearing Randy's worried question as well as getting angry, perhaps.

“I will drop you off not in a crowded place, so don't worry,” said Randy trying to calm his wife.

Sure enough, Randy stops and lets Amara out of the car in the lecturer's parking lot and no one sees her coming with Randy. Walking slowly in the campus corridor, finally followed by her husband's step.

“Eh, that's Mr. Randy. Crazy dashing really, very lucky who became his wife,” said a student whose speech was clearly heard by Amara.

“Idaman really, willing me to be his mistress because there is no way he does not have a girlfriend or a future wife.”

I am his wife, the inner Amara is upset with the praise of the students for her husband.

Randy just smiles and nods when he is greeted. Amara put on a sullen face as Randy walked past her.

“Amara, jeez is severe as well yes,” Melly said upon seeing Amara enter the classroom.

“Lo road from parking to here?”

“Yes is flying time,” says Melly answered Juan's question.

“The option is carried but what is the power.”

“Eh. Lo carried Mr. Randy ‘kan,” whispered Melly. “How does it feel? Ih, I really want to be in the position of lo,” Melly said again.

Amara just shook her head, again the husband was admired by women including his own best friend.

“But I suspect, why is Mr. Randy so concerned with you? Don't you guys not get along?” Juan asked while squinting his eyes.

“Yes too, why try?”

“Maybe because he feels responsible,” says Amara.

“What's responsible, is Mr Randy doing you?” ask Melly who immediately got screeches from Amara.

“The mouth is really bad, if heard by the person how?”

The debate of the three friends ended because their lecturer was present, of course the lecturer was Randy. During the class, Amara did not look ahead. Just looking down with a sullen face and this is Randy's concern.

The man was worried that Amara felt pain or discomfort with his body condition. The class ended, almost all the students in the class were relieved because Randy did not give the task.

“Amara, you come with me. Your previous task was wrong, I will give you a replacement task,” Randy said.

“What?”

Amara was about to refuse but Randy's gaze seemed to tell him not to argue.

“Good, Sir,” replied Amara.

“Sabar yes,” said Melly when Amara stepped gontai left the class.

Amara finally arrives at Randy's study.

“What task is the wrong sir?” amara asked after Randy invited her in.

“Sit!”

Amara clucked and sat down on the couch, as did Randy who was sitting next to the girl.

“Is anyone sick?” ask Randy to worry.

“There, it hurts a lot even.”

“Where?”

“Here.” Amara pointed at her chest.

“Hahh.”