Duren Palm

Because Hotman

In the afternoon.

"Accoland ...."

Ardi opened the door of the house while developing his smile. Tired as if leaving when thinking of his wife welcoming him behind the door. However, suddenly his smile vanished because the expected never showed himself.

How there is no.

Ardi opened his socks and shoes. He walked towards the room while loosening the tie and shirt that wrapped his strapping body.

"Darling ... I'm home ...."

Again there is no answer. Ardi widened the pace. Afraid that his beloved wife fell, injured, fainted and so on. His mind raged, it was unusual for Rianti not to welcome his return. He opened the door in a hurry and slowly felt lost after seeing his wife sitting on the bed with a position behind him.

Ardi heaved a sigh of relief, he smiled seeing Rianti was fine. He walked slowly to see an unusual room. There were some posters strewn across the floor, the TV lit up with some men dressed as rainbows. They sing while they dance.

Whatisthis? Batin Ardi after seeing a bowl of cherry blossoms on the table. He pinched his forehead which suddenly pulsed for a moment.

Suddenly the idea of jail crossed Ardi's mind. He also plans to surprise the wife who is not aware of his presence. Ardi stood on his tiptoes, even breathing slowly.

One ....

Two ....

Three ....

"Twoaaarrrr ...."

Ardi grabbed Rianti's shoulder slowly. However, it was not at all as expected. Not to be surprised Rianti even cried as much as he could.

Lah lah. Am I being too extreme, right? Her thought. Ardi sat next to Rianti and cupped his wife's two thin cheeks. He removed the water that kept flowing on Rianti's cheeks.

"Darling .. sorry Mas, I don't know if you don't like to be cheated on" said Ardi Lirih as he looked into his wife's puffy eyes. But Rianti was still crying. He removed Ardi's hand from his cheek and immediately embraced Ardi's burly body.

"Ri .. don't nag anymore dong. Mas'kan apologized," added Ardi again while rubbing Rianti's hair. He hugged the body of Rianti who was crying bitterly.

"Nih Mas has good news. I got a leave of absence. And here's our ticket to Bali. So we can leave tomorrow the day after tomorrow" Ardi explained as he took out the envelope he was carrying. He let go of his embrace and tried to see Rianti's expression after knowing his desire to Bali would be done.

But instead of being happy, Rianti's crying even louder.

Yes ... wrong again.

Ardi rubbed his face violently. Don't know what to do to calm Rianti down crying. Not just a fad or a whim. However, it was already like a cry that led to a scream. So deafening.

"Darling .. hey, look at Mas. What exactly are you?" Ardi's voice slightly leveled up to compensate for Rianti's increasingly becoming cry.

Rianti wiped away her tears, she took out a tissue and pulled out all the fluid in her nose. He took a slow breath so he could talk to Ardi from heart to heart.

"Mas, I don't want to go to Bali" he said with a cry left.

Well loh .. kok can gini. Not that he wanted to go to Bali. Ardi scratched his non-itchy nape. Want to protest but fear even make stress. He broke down his intention and tried to find out what his wife's wishes were still in a labile age.

Ardi breathed out softly.

"Where do you want to go?" tanya Ardi tried to suppress his voice so as not to sound growling. He actually fleshed out all day teaching. Hoping to go home can be spoiled with his beloved wife. However, again not in line with expectations.

"I want to see bang Hotman," replied Rianti.

Ardi stood up. His jaw clenched, marked emotion has risen to the crown. He looked sharply at Rianti who had gnawed at him many times. Showing plain eyes that at all times are always able to hypnotize him.

But not this time. The gaze had no effect at all because Ardi's heart had already rumbled. It's like there's a police brimob shooting race in there.

Ardi weakening. He forgot how to breathe.

"Mas, I want to go to Korea. I want to follow Hotman's bang," Rianti's great-grandson as he stands and wrestles spoiled in Ardi's arms. She did not know that her husband had now been burned by the flames of jealousy.

"You cheated!!!" snapped Ardi while explaining his hand. He could not dampen his emotions that had been sticking to the surface.

Rianti. His heart weakened after being snapped like that. And the water dripped back without stopping.

"When was your relationship with Hotman? How could you not use Mas with that lawyer? What is the lack of Mas? Mas's material problems are more than him. If the face is the champion. So what do you see of him? To the extent that you are willing to follow him to Korea there," said Ardi. Now his voice is weakening. His heart was crushed to a crumbling, crumpled, smooth like dust carried by the wind.

Ardi sat down, bowed lethargic beside the bed. He supported his head which felt heavy thinking about the betrayal and humiliation that his wife did.

Rianti who does not understand Ardi's words, of course, gawking. She wiped her tears and looked at her half-crazy husband. She did not accept the groundless accusations of her husband. Ck ... cheating? Just be right.

Rianti crossed his arms over his chest.

"What the hell is that talking! I'm not cheating, Mom. I also have no intention of cheating even though there are many who make it so simple for me!" said Rianti with a tone of dislike that tends to be ketus.

Ardi lifted his head and looked at Rianti who was already glaring at him. He choked, having trouble swallowing his own saliva.

"Who would Hotman be if it wasn't your affair?" it's Ardi who won't lose.

Rianti gawked in annoyance. He walked to the table and picked up a thick piece of paper there.

"This hotman, this is!!!!" replied Rianti growling. He is still loyal to emotions that have also risen in level. He even opened a wide poster Cho Kyu-Hyun member of the famous super junior boy band in South Korea. He sibak with the width of the paper until exposed the face of the husband who did not believe it. Once satisfied, he threw the poster roughly on the floor.

Rianti again grumpily

"Cih cheated! Hotman ... lawyer .. my god .. amit-amit."

Ardi is made not warty. He was thankful that his negative thoughts had not come true. However, the fact that the wife had been angry was more frightening to him. He got up from the bed and hugged Rianti's body from behind. Hugs that Rianti likes, back hug.

While Rianti was still upset, she even thrashed in her husband's arms.

"Get rid!" rianti said she still did not accept being accused by her husband.

"Well sorry, I don't know your idol is also called Hotman," said Ardi who still tightened his arms. He knows that if he releases before getting better, the problem will get worse.

"Yes, we'll see Hotman tomorrow. We'll take an afternoon flight, how about it?" bejuk Ardi hopes to calm his sulking wife.

"Not so, I'm not in the mood," said Rianti ketus while stomping hard on her husband's feet.

"It ...."

Ardi complained of pain and that was Rianti's chance to escape from Ardi's embrace.

"The atmosphere!!!" Rianti also gawked away leaving Ardi on his tiptoes to endure the pain.

"Honey .. wait!" exclaim Ardi.

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Author : Yes already Ardi, just bring the author who met Hotman in South Korea there. plissss😯

Ardi: idih maless. If you want, go it alone.😡

Author: ohh really sengak ni son. I santet online, so your ashes.

hahahah gaje ad. But like the same comment you guys do not gaje well. heheh.