Chapter-04

"I'm really annoyed!" Naura said finally.

She had just arrived home at exactly seven in the evening. Meanwhile, at that time she had an appointment with Aurelia to go out together. Since Aurelia's husband was out of town, the woman chose to stay at Naura's house and invite the woman to go. But when Aurelia came, Naura wasn't even home. Not to mention a house that looked pitch black like a haunted house at the city night market.

"What's wrong? Why are you looking like this, so shabby like someone who has never bathed."

How not to be shabby, if you go home alone Naura is like a house babu who hasn't bathed for a year. She had to mop the lobby floor until it was clean and made sure not a single ant swarmed Naura's spilled coffee milk. And unfortunately when Naura finished mopping and was about to go home, Gibran called her again because there was one ant that came out of nowhere, making Naura inevitably clean up again while grumbling. That's why she came home late, it was all because of Gibran and nothing else.

"You better take a shower after this we go." Aurelia said.

"Good idea! I'll get ready first, wait for me, Aurelia."

Aurelia just nodded, following Naura who entered the house while looking around the house carefully. The first thing that caught Aurelia's attention was Naura's childhood photo with a man who was taller than Naura. Even though according to Aurelia, Naura can already be said to be tall without using high heels. The little boy's face was familiar, but Aurelia didn't know who the man was. And again, a family photo with Naura's puffy eyeballs caught Aurelia's attention. It's like a photo of two families brought together by marriage. Is it true that it was Naura's parents' wedding as a child? But indirectly Naura's mother's face has never changed from young to old. It can't be her mother who got married, right?

"Aurelia, let's go." Invited Naura suddenly.

Aurelia looked away for a moment and then looked back at the photo with a confused face. "It was you who got married."

At once Naura pouted, she looked at Aurelia pleadingly. "I don't know how to explain it. But when I was seven years old, I was married to that man."

"Damn it! No wonder you're not selling, you already have a man. By the way, where's your man?"

Where is what? Until this moment, Naura did not know what her little husband was like. After marriage, they were separated. Naura had to return to the capital, and the boy continued his studies abroad. Even until they are adults, they have not been reunited at all. That's why Naura thinks that her childhood husband has been taken away, or maybe he's happy with someone else.

"Don't you ask your parents?" asked Aurelia curiously.

"Ask, but they also explained that my man had returned from abroad to pick me up. Well, the thing is, I don't know what he looks like. They just said he was handsome, and that he knew who I was. Isn't that really fair?" Naura grumbled.

Obviously, it's not fair to Naura who is easily curious. Moreover, her faith is also as thin as tissue for seven dips of water. Seeing a handsome little Naura is easily hooked, let alone saying the man is handsome. It is certain that all this time Naura could not sleep properly, because she thought about the face of her childhood husband.

They decided to go first. Aurelia invited Naura to go to a concert. To be honest, Naura is the laziest in situations like this. Since the concert tickets are free from Aurelia, it's better for Naura to just enjoy this concert than to die of boredom at home, and continue to grumble because of Gibran's actions. This way Naura's mood can improve quickly.

The atmosphere was quite crowded, occasionally Naura covered her ears because of the noisy people shouting. But what else can I do, the smell of sweat began to smell in Naura's sense of smell impolitely. The smell was so bad that it made Naura occasionally cover her nose. How much is one bottle of deodorant, why are people so frugal to buy that. This is a public place, watching a concert, if not perfume at least deodorant so as not to make other people fall unconscious by themselves.

Taking the perfume in her bag, Naura deliberately sprayed the perfume into the air, from the left, right, top, back, front, bottom, all Naura sprayed perfume. So that makes the person beside her look surprised.

"What are you doing spraying perfume? I know your perfume smells good." Exclaimed the person slightly insinuating Naura because of the smell of expensive perfume

Naura rolled her eyes lazily. "The problem is the smell of your feet, I don't feel at home!"

"If you don't want to smell your feet, at least at home sleep well!" He sneered.

Naura didn't accept it, she wanted to say it back. But with Aurelia's attitude holding Naura's hand not to do anything strange. This is a public place, it's only natural that there are a lot of unpleasant smells when watching a concert. Meanwhile, so far Aurelia knows very well, Naura is most sensitive to this kind of unpleasant aroma. If you don't like Naura, you can use a mask, afraid that the fine of Naura's attitude like this will make everyone take offense and attack Naura.

"This- heh!! You're blocking me!!" Naura shouted loudly. The two people who had just come turned their heads, how surprised Naura and also Aurelia were when they found out who had come. "For God's sake ... why did I have to meet him anyway!" Naura's mutterings could still be heard by Aurelia who smiled awkwardly beside her.

"Mr. Gibran ... Mrs. Tasya." Greeted Aurelia politely.

While elbowing Naura's arm, and asking the person to greet her superior. But what happened was that Naura was indifferent and cast her gaze to the side. "Don't expect me to, that person made me come home late!!! I refuse to apologize, or say hello to that person."

"I'm not asking you to apologize, Naura. I'm just asking you to say hello to both of them."

"What the hell, I don't want to!!!"

"Naura!" Aurelia scolded.

Naura stomped her foot, looking at Gibran with a frown and dislike. Why did she have to meet that man in a place like this? Instead of being in the office he was busy watching a concert here, what kind of boss is he!!!

"Mr. Gibran, step aside for a moment, I'm blocking you, sir." Naura said a little shouted.

Aurelia's eyes glared, but the next second she nudged Naura's arm as if she didn't want to do what the woman wanted.

"What the hell!" Naura snorted in annoyance.

Gibran looked at Naura with one eyebrow raised. He also noticed Naura as well as Aurelia who was standing next to Naura. Instead of stepping aside, Gibran chose to stand in front of Naura. It was as if the man deliberately covered Naura so she couldn't see the concert in front of her. Of course, this made Naura a little annoyed with the feeling of wanting to grab the hair of Gibran who was standing in front of her.

"Sir ... step aside sir, I can't see!" Naura shouted out loud.

It was not without reason that Gibran was standing in front of Naura. The woman was wearing quite tight clothes, shorts with a shirt that slightly showed her stomach. Even though it was a little bit, if the woman raised her hand up, it was clear that it looked so exposed.

"MR GIBRAN!!!" Naura shouted once again, but was ignored completely.

To Be Continued