SYAHDU (Contract Sleep Friends)
ExtraBab - Due to Cigarettes

Arga is busy sending many messages of love to Syahdu. For a week he had not looked directly at his wife. Nor does sleep embrace the love that always makes him miss home. Just one more day, he will meet his wife even though he is impatient because time feels so slow.

The man smelled his cigarette. His finger hung on the arm of the sofa, with another hand clutching a cell phone, waiting for his wife to return the message. For a long time, Arga could not wait for the reply of his wife.

"Woi, Ga." Ibra came in with some paper. He sat in front of the man.

"One more night. Here is a list of songs you should sing. Request from your fans." Ibra put the paper on the table. Arga glanced at the titles of the songs listed there.

"Not stopping either? Isn't bini lo forbidden?"

Arga looked at his cigarette. Ja. He was banned and wanted to stop. But heavy.

"Daddu, pregnant again." Call Ibra again.

"Gue didn't smoke at home. I was quite tortured actually because I could not smoke freely since there was Syahdu. I'm hard to stop. Once a day I want to die." Arga.

"Trus want to see when you're rich in gini?"

"Ngga knows. Slowly, lah. I also want to be able to stop."

Ibra just shook her head. Indeed, Arga used to be able to spend one slop of cigarettes in a day. It can be reduced like now it takes a lot of effort.

"Yes, you came out. Your fans are waiting outside."

Arga put out his cigarette on the ashtray and went out to greet fans.

That night, Arga went back to his last stage because tomorrow he will go home. It was a good night for the last city.

In another corner, Ibra was busy replying to Syahdu's message. Of course, since Arga knew that Syahdu often asked, Arga increasingly often checked Ibra's phone to read what reports Ibra gave to his wife. And now, Arga's image looks better than usual because Ibra will tell Arga first before taking the picture. Except tonight...

Some of the Shahdu messages made Ibra chuckle. The woman asks why Arga likes to sing so much just wearing t-shirts inside. Is there any hidden intention? Spontaneously Ibra responded by slightly heating Syahdu so that Arga was scolded.

For to whom else could Arga obey if not Syahdu, his own wife?

A few hours later, Syahdu called. He wanted to talk to Arga but the man's phone was off.

'Ibra, am I interrupting?' Ask Syahdu. That night she had a video call with her husband's manager.

"No. You want to talk to your guy, right?"

'yes. Is it sleeping, huh?'

"not yet wealthy. I'm going to his room." Ibra walked towards Arga's room.

'So he sleeps don't need to be built, Ib.' Say Syahdu from across, watching Ibra's path in the hallway to Arga's room through the rear camera.

Ibra opens the door and finds Arga smoking while hugging the guitar. Knowing that, Ibra hurriedly turned her phone around.

'Ib, what was Arga doing?'

Reaching a familiar voice, Arga turns his eyes to Ibra, asking if it was his wife?

Ibra nodded at Arga. "Ee. again sit down anyway, she."

Arga immediately threw away his cigarette and tried to sit quietly. Not forgetting the sharp gaze he directed at Ibra who had misbehaved because his mistake was not knocking on the door, making Syahdu seems to have already seen what Arga did earlier.

Arga slowly turned the Ibra phone camera into a front camera.

"Sa-honey. Not sleeping?"

From across the street, Syahdu was silent. He didn't want to talk until Arga told the truth, because he had seen it in person for a few seconds.

"Well, baby? What did you eat?" Arga asked in pleasantries, but Syahdu still silently looked at him.

"Tomorrow I'm back. Wait for me, yeah. Tomorrow we-"

'Don't go home!'

Duaarrr! Instantly Arga's body was like a lightning strike. Syahdu was angry and it looked very clear.

"Shahdu, don't do it, honey. I'm.." Arga can't dodge. He sighed, though in his heart he cursed Ibra.

"Sorry." he said.

'So all this time outside you've been smoking and lying to me.'

"Shahdu.."

'I never lied to you. I think you really don't permit me to go to college, I can't go there if it's not you. But you are rich with me. You don't really love me, Ga. I want to get pregnant and worry about your child, for your sake.'

"Shahdu. please listen to me. Honey, I'm sorry. I can't get away from cigarettes. But I'm really trying again. I was wrong, I was wrong."

'Udahlah. Already malem. I'm going to bed. Sleepy.'

"Shahdu.."

Syahdu disconnects the video call. Makes Arga firmly grip the phone in his hand. Damn it, Syahdu to see him smoking even though he has been firmly hiding it.

Arga got up and grabbed his bag. He suckles stuff. It can't be delayed, tonight too she has to move home. Seeing the disappointment on Syahdu's face made him unable to calm down. How could he have stayed out when his wife was angry like that. Syahdu is pregnant, he does not want to make the woman sad and at risk of pregnancy.

Ibra was forced to obey Arga. Moreover, he was aware of his boredom. That night they moved home.

After two hours, Arga arrived home. He did not drop the goods. The man went to the room because he wanted to see his wife.

But the room lights were dim and his wife was asleep. Arga crouched down on the side of the bed, looking at a face he had not seen for a long time.

Before getting into bed, Arga cleaned himself first so that he was clean when hugging the pregnant woman.

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In the morning, Syahdu woke up when he felt that there were arms around his waist. He was surprised and immediately looked. It turned out that Arga was sleeping behind him. The arga? When did he arrive? Didn't Ibra say they were going home tomorrow afternoon?

"Morning.." Sapa Arga with her heavy voice. His eyes were half open and his lips revealed the sweetest smile.

Syahdu frowned. The smile came out in the hope that Syahdu would forget the incident last night, right? Obviously, but unfortunately Syahdu is not captivated at all.

Syahdu let go of Arga's embrace and moved. He tied his hair and walked towards the bathroom.

"Darling.." Arga flinched as the bathroom door closed so hard. Syahdu was still angry with him.