Distance to Heart

P a r t 37

After returning home from work I immediately rushed to do other obligations at home. I share my duties with my husband. He cooked and washed dishes while I washed clothes and cleaned the floor. Why does Andra cook? That's because the cooking is better than mine.

Two hours passed, the cooking was ready to line up on the table and my work was done. Andra and I were ready to eat all the food that was in there. Starting from rice, clear vegetable spinach, tempeh, tofu, and fried chicken do not forget sambal as an enhancer of the spirit of eating.

"Where is my cooking good, Yang?" ask Andra before she eats her food.

I just gave her two thumbs up as a sign that I liked her. I don't want to talk yet because I'm enjoying all these dishes while it's warm and an empty stomach is loading up on ammo.

"But sorry, Yang. I can only cook at home, so I prefer local food over international,"

"It's okay, Yang. No problem, I also prefer Indo food than western,"

"Taste what you cook. Emang looks simple, but this is all very healthy for the body," I said greeted with Andra's hardness.

"Kok even laughed 'sih, Yang,"

"It's okay, Yang. I just feel like two months. I live a healthy life and get a free health consultation. From your babble every day,"

"Continue, meaning. You mind, you don't like it, I eat healthy every day,"

"Yes, no, Yang. I'm even happy, you're considerate, which means you're in love with me,"

I, who heard the dreadlocks, immediately pinched his shoulder.

"Aawwm! Pain, Yang," he said, reflexively rubbing the shoulder I just pinched.

"Sukurin, who told me to eat even the spikes were incombal?"

"But you love, right" he said again with a mischievous smile.

I who was anxious with Andra's behavior immediately spooned food into his mouth, when he said the word love, but what happened instead. He choked because apparently the food I put in his mouth was too much.

Andra coughed because of me and because I felt guilty, my face began to worry. I hurriedly poured water for Andra to drink. In order to get rid of those coughs immediately. After the cough subsides instead of getting angry. Andra teased me even more.

"Well, try saying I Love You. I want to hear right now, like we're officially married until now. You've never said that magic word to me" Andra said.

My face immediately reddened and immediately sat embarrassed because of my husband's jailing attitude and continued to tease me.  So that I would say love for him. It doesn't matter to me if I never say love. Because with actions and attention to the couple at all times. That was more than enough and proof that he loves me.

"Come, Honey. Just once for today, you say I Love You is the same as me," he whined earlier.

Out of breath with those words, I left Andra alone switching from the dining table to the room while I locked the room. In my room I immediately changed into sleepwear.

"WHO, AFTER EATING, CANNOT SLEEP. YOU WILL GET DIABETES!" his yell.

"WHO, DON'T LOCK IT, WHEN I'M TOLD TO SLEEP IN THE NEXT ROOM AGAIN!"

"NOTHING, THIS ISN'T THE FIRST FOR YOU! my yelling.

Since there was no reply from Andra, I remembered the letter I had put in my bag this afternoon. I took the bag I put on the table. Then I started looking for it and a few seconds later, I got the letter. I want to open it immediately. However, the sound of knocking on the door pricked me for it.

"Well, don't bother. We're not a couple of young lovebirds who are in a romantic hangover,"

"Keep, according to you. We're both, who?" ask me while approaching the door.

"What, huh? Hmmmm... If I think 'sih. We're both Razka's parents who are destined for the universe to be together forever,"

I who heard that explanation in the room laughed as my mouth muttered. "Puitis is the answer. It's not really suitable for Andra to say that," while shaking his head.

"Which, open the lock. I want to go in" he said as he continued to swing the doorknob from the outside.

"If I don't want to, what?"

"Well, don't do that. We still have a big agenda that we have to work on together and have to be lauching this year,"

I opened the door and was greeted with a sweet smile from my husband.

"You mean, what's with the big agenda and lauching?" cecarku put on a jutek face while ruffled waist closer to Andra.

"Gini Yang, mumpung is still early years and we are still the honeymoon period. There is no harm 'kan if we are gastpol let in your stomach it has contents," he replied as he continued to walk backwards because I kept approaching him.

"Absolutely by the way. So you want my body fat, so,"

"No, I mean that, so that in your stomach there is more. Sister-to-be for Razka, that's what she meant,"

"Can't!"

"Lho, can't, how? Don't tell me that you don't want to have another child from me, Yang," she replied with a sullen face.

"That's not what I mean, Andra. I can't make dough now, 'cause I'm on the moon again,"

"Keep usually, when?"

"Front month,"

"Haa, next month. That's over, sweetie, you're the same junior,"

"Belgium!"

"That's paper, what's. Is it in your hands?

I immediately realized, immediately hurriedly keeping this paper in my clothing pocket.

"Oh, it's just a grocery notebook paper," I said lying while turning to the room and then to the bathroom to clean before going to bed.

While Andra again washed the dirty dishes and after that he sat sweetly in front of the television while sipping coffee that he secretly made when his wife was in the room. He comfortably does the night activities he did before he married Kanaya. That is working while accompanied by a cup of black coffee that is still warm.

"Who, why are you there," asked Kanaya, realizing her husband had not gone to the room to sleep.

"For office work,"

"Tumben in the living room, usually at the dining table,"

"For the first time, do kayak first,"

"Old, you mean?"

"When I didn't marry you. Every night I do his office work like this,"

"Hmmm, while watching TV and drinking coffee,'

"You know, Yang," Andra replied with a faint smile.

"Yes, I obviously know. The smell is already striking. How could I not know? Unless I'm suffering from anosmia again,"

I turned to the room and remembered the small folded paper I had put in my pocket. Very carefully, I opened it and it turned out to have some writing

BE CAREFUL SOMEDAY. THERE WILL BE A MEMBER OF YOUR FAMILY THAT I WILL LOSE HIS LIFE!

Obviously I'm a little scared of this kind of threatening writing. I thought for a lifetime, I never had any enemies and always did good to others. But now there is someone threatening me. Then whose job is this?

Why would he do something like that? I tried to stay calm and would not tell Andra this letter first. I quickly folded the paper back and kept it in a safe place so my husband wouldn't find it.

Seriate...