Charm Wife Titipan

50. Concern in Disappointment

"Mas don't get me wrong, I can explain" Nimas said as he continued to follow Shaka's steps a little wide.

Shaka did not budge, he continued walking with his hands still adrift with Nimas. Her cold face was still adorning filling the corner of her face.

"Please stop, listen to my explanation."

Shaka immediately stopped, but the position of his body was still turned to Nimas, his hand was not loose.

"Stop talking now, Nimas. I don't want to talk to you."

The words spoken are ordinary, not snapping, angry, or rude. But, that sentence sounded hurtful in Nimas' heart and ears. The woman was forced to silence her mouth so as not to get tantrums from her husband.

"Lake in!" said Shaka who had opened the car door since then, but Nimas just stood looking at him with glassy eyes.

Shaka actually wanted to be very angry at his wife, is it not natural that he was angry and disappointed with what he saw? But unfortunately, Shaka was unable to do that. He was disappointed, but to scold his wife, somehow it felt heavy for him. Especially if you see the face of Nimas at this time, it feels unbearable if he had to be angry or teach a lesson.

"Come in, I'm tired" said Shaka once again.

Hearing the tired words from Shaka's mouth made Nimas immediately rush to put his body into the car. Her tears were shedding again when her body had completely entered.

"Mas, I'm sorry."

"I told you, right? Don't talk to me yet."

Nimas was silent. He lowered his head, enduring the deep sadness. He had no time to think about the man, the man who suddenly got one bed with him. His thoughts are Shaka, Shaka, and Shaka. There was nothing else in his head at this moment.

Their journey was simply decorated with silence. All are immersed in their own thoughts. Shaka who endured the pain in the heart, but on the other hand could not vent on Nimas.

The man could only remain silent until he got home. Shaka's treatment was the same as usual, opening the car lid for his wife even with a cold face and closing his lips tightly. Only, this time the shaka did not hold Nimas' hand as before. He even walked first to the house. Nimas was getting quieter in the sobbing.

"Where's Shaka, Nimas?" ma'am Marissa asked to intercept Shaka Street in the living room.

"Rear," Shaka replied briefly and then stepped back.

Miss Marissa of course cheered inwardly. He was already convinced that his plan would go smoothly and bring satisfactory results.

"Nimas, what's wrong why are you crying? Sorry Mama can't take care of you. Because your mom was kidnapped by the same people."

Nimas who felt that he did not want to talk to anyone other than Shaka made the woman just answer in her perfunctory manner.

"It's okay, Ma. I went into the room first, yeah. Sorry I can't tell you what's going on right now. Next time I'll tell you."

Ms. Marissa just nodded. He said, no need to tell me he already knows what happened. That is how the heart of the woman is.

Nimas went into the room, there was no one there. The closed bathroom door made Nimas understand that Shaka was in the bathroom.

Feeling like she had to do the same thing as her husband, she went to the closet to pick up the toiletries.

"Change clothes, don't take a shower! It's already night." Shaka left the room after that.

Nimas's heart ached more, thinking that Shaka was not angry with him, but he was more deeply disappointed. It can be felt by Nimas just looking at his attitude towards him.

While in another room, more precisely in a special room Shaka works, the man was sitting in a chair by the window. Both of his eyes stared at the side yard filled with flowers that belonged to his mother.

His eyes are getting hotter. An unstoppable heartache made him let his tears just fall.

I don't know, the disappointment that dominates it feels unable to make Shaka's logic go well. Nimas and Shaka compactly think of each other without thinking of who the man who is in the same room with Nimas is.

Shaka wants to be angry, but he can't. He ended up venting by sitting quietly spending the night at work. I don't know how long the guy's been sitting in the same place motionless. The clock is showing at one in the morning. A stomach that is not hampered by anything makes him feel hungry.

Finally Shaka went to the dining room. Just opening the kitchen drawer to look at the leftovers, he remembered his wife. Trying to be indifferent, but it feels contrary to his feelings.

Finally with a face still cold, he stepped upstairs to see his wife.

"Why not sleep?" shaka asked after opening the door.

"How can I sleep? You don't want to talk to me."

Nimas' face was a mess here. His puffy eyes and face were a little pale, it certainly hurt Shaka, but he also had to hold back from showing his care, not to show concern, so that Nimas also understood that what he did hurt his heart.

"You're pregnant, at least caring about your child is important. Don't think of yourself, learn to be a good mother."

From that long sentence, Nimas felt a deep pain in 'your son'. One word that is so in fact the child conceived by his son, not the son of Shaka. Why is he so sick with that word?

The treatment that Shaka has been giving makes Nimas think that the man accepts himself and his son. Nimas thought that Shaka also considered his son his own biological son, but it turns out that until now Nimas still misunderstood the treatment he received.

"All right, I'm going to sleep." Nimas put his body on the mattress and began to justify the location of the blanket.

"Eat already? You could not be contacted all day. Now I know why you can't be contacted. You're cool with him, are you fed too?"

Nimas, who had been lying down, sat down to face Shaka.

"Mas, please listen to my explanation before you speak like that. I don't know who he is. I never met either, nor do I know why I suddenly had a room in the same hotel. I'll explain everything from the beginning, but please listen to me. Sit here we solve this problem now."

"Now our hearts and minds are both murky. This problem will not be solved as soon as you think. Go sleep! Just finish it tomorrow, after all you can think calmly."

Shaka returned to the outside of the room after that. Nimas calls him back, but Shaka seems to be paying attention to his ears. However, shortly afterwards he returned with a plate of rice and side dishes. Just to put that down, Shaka returned with the silence he still maintained.