
"Assalamualaikum," Shaka shouted as he knocked on the door.
Nimas quickly wiped away his tears. Trying to neutralize his mood then pushed his wheelchair towards the main door.
"Waalaikumsalam, enter Mas, not locked."
"Kok know who came me?"
"We've been together for a few weeks, of course I've memorized your voice."
Shaka watched Nimas face carefully while putting a lot of food that he had bought while on the road. After all the food moved to the table, Shaka lowered his body to be on par with his wife.
"You're crying, why? What kind of dad's mom, Nino, too?"
"They're going to your house again, there's a wedding there."
Shaka mangosteen, "Keep why are you crying?" Shaka repeats the question because he has not yet got an answer to that question.
"No, I'm not crying. Just a little bit."
"What's the flickering until those red eyes? Your eyes can't lie, you're clear when you cry. Tell me what's wrong with me?"
"I said it's okay, it's okay, Mom. I'll go to the bathroom first, yeah."
"Let me take you." Saka got up from his seat and was about to push Nimas' wheelchair, but the woman prevented him.
"I can go to the bathroom by myself anyway, I'm fine you just take a break."
Shaka sat back down with a confused feeling. There was something different about Nimas. Then his memory turned around in the past few days. Remembering what kind of chatter would have made Nimas like angry at him. Perhaps he did not intentionally with his words that offended or hurt Nimas.
But unfortunately, after recalling for a while, he felt that his relationship with Nimas was fine. No quarrels, no misunderstandings, they when separated only talk about things lightly as usual. Even Shaka remembered they often laughed together.
Ah maybe the effect of the hormone times, huh? Pregnant people always change their mood. Never mind getting pregnant, again come a month they also change their mood. Maybe the hormonal influence.
Shaka assures her that Nimas' attitude is not that he is angry. But due to hormonal changes, then what about her red eyes and slightly puffy face?
Ah maybe Nimas just watched a movie or whatever made him cry. Come on Shaka thinks well.
Shaka then took the fruits that were in the crackle bag and moved them to the refrigerator. D8 at the same time Nimas came out of the bathroom. He looked at Shaka for a moment and continued his steps into the room.
Shaka continues to convince himself to think positively, although from the other side he already feels that Nimas is angry with him. Finished with his activities, Shaka followed his wife to the room.
"Nimas, accompany me to eat, I'm hungry."
"Mother was cooking vegetables, let me order food online. What do you want to eat?" Nimas answered while looking at Shaka for a moment and took his phone.
"I bought a roasted chicken. Nino and Dad used to say that they like roasted chicken, so I bought a lot."
Nimas did not budge, he was still staring at the screen of his phone somehow see what. Shaka breathed a heavy sigh. His hand then took the cellphone in Nimas' hand slowly and he put it on the bed.
"If her husband is being bullied, don't focus on him!" Shaka reminded his wife gently. He used his hand to push his wife's wheelchair towards the dining table.
"You eat, yeah."
"Later, it's still afternoon."
"Yes, if so eat the same plate as me, so that later tonight can eat again. I'm bribe. Aaaa." Shaka opened his mouth wide just as he was feeding a toddler.
Nimas' mouth did not move at all, instead he looked at Shaka with a gaze that could not be interpreted. Inwardly, Nimas was moved that he had been aware that he was treating Shaka badly, but that her husband remained patient and still spoke softly as usual. There was no change at all in his tone of speech.
When Nimas' feelings began to feel guilty and melted with Shaka's treatment, his logic suddenly recalled that he had just received a photo depicting her husband still close to Raisa.
"Open his mouth, Nimas."
"I'm still full, I'll eat it."
Shaka who could not force his will finally let his wife just see herself eating. He finished the food quickly. Shaka chews while occasionally glancing at his moody wife.
There was something Nimas had hidden. Why was his face so moody when there was no reason that made him moody.
Shaka was done with his meal. Both Nimas' parents and his sister came home from his brother's house with some typical wedding gifts.
"Son Shaka is here? Was it from earlier?" Nimas' mother asked.
"No, ma'am, new. Just arrived." Shaka kissed the backs of Nimas's parents' hands.
"Well, Shaka brought grilled chicken, huh? Delicious, nih. Eat ah!" nino girang said.
"Bring Nino first, clean up you can eat."
After that brief conversation, Nimas' parents moved back. Prepare to clean up and rest his body that may be tired. Shaka and Nimas are still at the table.
"You didn't forget, did you know I was your husband? What the hell are you mad at me for?"
"Your feelings are good, I'm okay. I'm not angry."
Shaka was about to say it again, but the ringing of the phone made him stop to open his mouth.
"I picked up the phone for a second, yeah. Office business." Shaka got up from his seat and walked slightly away from Nimas' seat.
The woman was only able to stare at her husband's back with an increasingly irritated feeling. He guessed that the phone that just came in on his phone was a call from Raisa.
Office business? It was very late afternoon and almost evening. Which offices are still operating at hours like this?
Not wanting to linger staring at her husband's back, she finally went to the room. And not long after Nimas entered the room, Shaka finished with his chat.
The man was a little wobbly because he did not find his wife in the original place. Finally, he took her to the room.
"You're here as it turns out, I'm looking too."
Again Nimas did not respond to Shaka's words. And it managed to make Shaka's emotions suddenly come.