Not Salihah's Wife
Mirna Request

Amara blinked her eyes and stared around the room where she was, stretching her muscles and was shocked.

“Yeah it's noon,” cries Amara realized the day has gone by because the sunlight that illuminates the room where she is even she is still wearing mukena. “Pak Randy must be mad I slept again after dawn.”

After releasing the mucus, the woman went down from the bed and stepped slowly because she still felt uncomfortable in the lower part of her body. I didn't find her husband in any corner.

“What has Randy's PAk left already?” Amara stared at the wall clock that had shown ten o'clock. “Ah, fast. Forced to skip college for today,” said Amara then sat on the sofa and leaned back.  

The woman scrunched her forehead as she looked at her college bag under the sofa table.

“Yester searched turned out to be here.” pulled out a phone that since yesterday he forgot.

There were a lot of missed calls from Randy when he left campus yesterday. Also a call from Melly this morning.

[I'm permission yes, being unwell]

Amara sends a message to Melly, not long after there is a reply message.

[Early stay up late. Mr. Randy is ferocious, isn't he? How many rounds?]

“Basic friend lakn4t, what ask you like this.”

Amara ignores Melly's reply and opens another message, one from Randy.

[To this day I give my tolerance, but not to the next day. Don't forget to have breakfast]

“I put it this way also because of him, it's so nice to threaten unclear.”

Amara went to the kitchen because her stomach was hungry. Turns out Randy had prepared chocolate jam toast, although it was cold but Amara enjoyed it.

“If you just eat, the pleasure is double,” said Amara.

While on campus, Randy smiled as he opened the message sent by his wife. Though only containing photos of empty plates, the plate that contained bread for breakfast Amara.

...***...

Lately Mirna is very difficult to focus on her work and boutique, especially after the arrival of Imelda who accused her of deliberately arranging the wedding of Randy and Amara. However, he explained to Imelda that the marriage was not an intervention but a purely emergency condition, the woman would not believe it.

“How's your fate Amara? You are the responsibility of your husband and Mother cannot be involved in your household.” Mirna sighed, so worried and confused.

“Wait, I can see Pram. He has to help me by making sure Amara is okay,” Mirna said. The woman immediately contacted Pram and asked him to meet.

At lunch, in a cafe. Mirna is waiting for Pram's arrival and she has said her goal of meeting to discuss Amara is no other business than their past.

“A long time?” ask Pram who just arrived.

“Ehm, maybe ten minutes.”

“What message do you order?”

“Like it,” sahut Mirna.

After making sure the waiter left, Pram looked at Mirna and asked the woman to speak. It just so happened that Mirna did choose a table in the corner of the room so they were rather free to talk.

“I didn't know that Randy was your son,” Mirna opened the conversation.

Pram sighed, what Mirna said was the same as her new self knowing that the girl married by her son was the daughter of Mirna.

“But really, I did not intervene in their marriage let alone intentionally trap Randy and Amara for them to be married off,” explained Mirna.

“I never thought that you set all this up,” said Pram.

Mirna couldn't possibly say that Imelda, who accused him, had enough problems. Conveying Imelda's accusation to her husband would only add to the problem. Finally Mirna could only spread her shoulders.

“Pram, I really hope you can protect Amara. I want the best for my daughter and their marriage is very concerning. To Randy I told him not to hurt my daughter even if it was necessary to get Amara's talaq and give it back to me but your son still wants to run their household. I know Randy is a good and responsible man but I keep putting Amara to you, don't hurt let alone insulted,” said Mirna who makes Pram feel strange.

Her daughter-in-law is definitely her daughter too, especially Amara is also the daughter of her best friend and her past. Unasked by Mirna, Pram promises to love Amara like her daughter.

“Not to worry, Amara will be fine.”

“Either why I doubt it.”

Their chat was interrupted as the waiter delivered their order, while enjoying Pram still connecting the chat.

“Imelda came to see me,” Mirna said without looking at Pram who is currently surprised even to stop chewing and then looked at Mirna.

“What did he say?”

“Ehm, just a stale base because we are now different.”

Pram put down his cutlery and leaned back without taking his eyes off the woman before him.

“There is no way Imelda is just stale even saying you guys are different. Obviously she was so against Randy and Amara's marriage, let alone ...” Pram paused his speech. “After knowing that Amara is your daughter. He had guessed something and I ignored his accusations. Turns out she came to you.”

“Already, it is natural for parents to worry especially for the happiness of their children. What I ask of you is a form of my concern,” said Mirna.