
I was freaking out when I ran into Alvin at the ticket booth, either we met by accident, or he was following me. My panic grew when suddenly a reporter asked me about my wedding photos that I knew where I was from.
Alvin who was with me, stared with shocked eyes and confused.
"Pak Pandu is it true about your wedding photos that are currently going viral?"
"When did you have that wedding?"
"Recently or before Sonya died?"
Damn, where did they know about those photos, did someone steal them secretly. Rondi and Clara, it's impossible to do that.
There are no questions I have answered. I chose to leave behind two reporters who were flocking me with that question. And Alvin, he threw a dislike look at the news about me and Nayla.
I ran as fast as I could to escape from Alvin's pursuit. I'm sure he's very curious and wants to know the truth. Moreover, Nancy who had shown a picture of Nayla to him, sure that she still remembers Nayla's face.
My heart was really made to work extra hard today, especially when finally my car entered the parking lot yard, my head shook in frustration at the number of media who wanted to find out about this.
It's not the media that I'm afraid of, but Nayla's safety, I'm pretty sure that Alvin will take Nayla like he took Sonya.
April: "Make sure Mom and Miss don't get out of the unit"
One message I threw in April.
Rondi: "Ron tackles the media, however, so that the media believes that it's hoak news"
Clara: "Affecting Alvin not to believe the photo"
My worries are. Damn, shit I hit the steering wheel hoping my annoyance is lessened a little.
My gaze shifted on the screen of the phone that lights up on the dashboard.
Alvin Calling's...
It took more than ten seconds to pick up the phone from him.
"So you married the girl the woman sold?" Ask Alvin when the connection is connected. "It's very low your taste, Mr. Pandu"
"Why silence?" are you drafting the right sentence to deny the news?"
After saying it, Alvin chuckled in the ear, to the point that I reflexively kept the phone away from my ear.
"You can't deny the news, because your wedding photos are real"
"If so, why?" many finally. "Are you going to take it from me?" then you'll return it to me if you're bored?"
Alvin's laughter grew louder. "As if I'm willing to accept your ex like Sonya who you've slept with before"
"Condition your mouth, for this time, I won't give you any gap to snatch it away from me"
My connection broke off unilaterally, before I heard her nonsense that was fueling my emotions.
It's all my fault, if I had never known Sonya, my life would not have been highlighted by the media. Especially when Sonya made up the story if I was her lover, the media was increasingly aggressively pursuing me, even highlighting my privacy.
I have to face the media, well I will say that the news is true.
Sighing deeply, I let go of the seatbelt that locked my body, I put on my sunglasses before opening the car door. I haven't closed the door yet, they've been swarming around me and throwing questions about my marriage.
"Please talk a little bit about your wedding photo, Mr. Pandu"
"Explain to us when Pandu married the girl"
"I'll answer your questions, but please ask one by one, please"
"Are you really married?"
"Certainly"My answer was.
"When was the wedding done?"
"About a week ago"
"Is the girl from Indonesia the same as you, Mr Pandu"
"Yes" I answered every question as briefly as possible, for I was not ready to say in detail about my marriage to Nayla"
"It's said the girl's name is Nayla, right?"
"Yes, sorry I have to go, excuse me"
"Pak Pandu, where is your wife's current whereabouts"
"As,,,"
No matter what their questions were, I quickly set foot into my apartment.
*****
Almost all television broadcasts discussed the news, Clara and also Rondi did not escape the pursuit of the media.
"I'm sorry, for now I can not give an explanation related to the news" said Rondi whose face is now behind the television screen. "We will immediately provide clarification, please be patient, because the news is very sudden for us. Sorry yes"
I turned off the television before calling Nayla, and I wanted to tell her that tonight I'm cancelling my return to Hong Kong, because the reporters must be watching my movements.
"Assalamu'alaikum"
"Waalaikumsalam, what else?"
"You make me snack" answered Nayla, giving me a reflex to see the clock hanging on the wall.
"What snack for mom?"
"You made a taro sponge"
"Nay"
"Yes"
"Sorry, for tonight it seems like I'm not going home"
"Why?" Just ask me, I'm sure he's disappointed, and worse, he must think I'm with another woman.
"A lot of work"
"How much?"
When I didn't answer his question, he just cut the connection.
A few seconds later I sent a screenshot of the news that is being discussed at this time. Shortly after the picture was sent, Nayla called me.
"What's that?" Ask.
"That's why I didn't dare visit you guys"
Silent..
"Nay, is it still there?"
"Still"
I felt his breathing getting rough, he must be thinking about the news of his wedding that is being discussed by the media.
"Are you okay, Nay?"
"I'm the one who asked, is it okay?"
Well, I'm sure my woman must have understood. His words from the past really hypnotized me to always hear it, making me not want to turn away from it
"I'm okay, be patient. When it's safe, I'll look at you"
"Hmmm..." It sounded like his tone was uninspired.
"For a while you don't go out yet"
"Yes"
"I will definitely clear it as soon as possible" I breathed a heavy sigh before I said goodbye.
"I close first yeah"
"Yes, good afternoon. Assalamu'alaikum"
Instead of answering greetings, I called him. "Nay"
"Yes"
I was silent no longer replying to her statement just now.
"Mass?" call him 'cause I've been quiet for a long time.
"I miss you" I said without hesitation.
******
I, Rondi and Clara, were preparing to clarify the news about my marriage. I chose the function room in my hotel section to straighten out the news.
Here, I sit between Clara and also Rondi who is on my left right side, they will help me answer every question from the media. We have decided to say that the news is true.
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