Extraordinary Husband (The Awesome Husband)

Anger

Yahya sighed harshly after waiting for quite a long time in front of the apartment. Slowly looks Tomy coming by lifting the body of Frea who has fallen asleep.

"Here, access card, sorry I put wallpaper, if the wall paint will be difficult to dry" he told Tomy.

"Stttt, don't be so noisy, open the door..." Tomy still lifts Frea's body, not wanting his wife to wake up.

Yahya nodded, opened the door, then returned the access card to Tomy. "I came home, sorry about the previous one." he said looking down, closing the door.

Tomy sighed harshly, walking slowly towards the room, trying to turn the doorknob. Finally, put the body on the bed without turning on the lights.

The young man took off his shoes, threw them away, then took off Frea's shoes. He closed his eyes still wearing office clothes.

***

The day has begun in the morning, never sleep this soundly, as if without burden. Frea stretched her muscles that felt stiff. The young man's face was seen again, as he opened his eyes. Slowly his hands were raised, touching the cheek of a young man who was still sleeping.

"Handsome, it's worth dating the pretty senior artist Merlin (the real mother of Tomy)," he muttered, touching the face in front of him.

The body that looks athletic, still wears an office suit, making it look mature has its own charisma.

Because Instinct? Frea brought her face closer, kissed the lips slowly, without getting a reply from her husband who was asleep due to fatigue.

"I can touch it, right? He even hugged Merlin." growled progressive Frea.

Slowly buttons Tomy's shirt open. Acts that are really idle, but somehow still do it.

The young man's tie was released, his origin thrown. Fingers on her hands, touching her chest, as well as her husband's abdominal muscles.

His body shape is like the one in magazines. So this is how it feels, touching a man's body.There is a strange feeling in him, his fingers tremble.

A moment later Frea pulled out her hand, "What am I doing?" his mutter ruffled his hair in frustration.

"But he's my husband" he said again, as if addicted to his ugliness. The fingers of his hand came closer to kiss his lips again, while touching Tomy's body.

However, the young man squirmed, as if he was about to wake up. Frea foolishly enveloped herself pretending to be asleep.

Tomy's eyes began to open, looking at his wife's face that was like sleeping quietly. "Good morning Frea." he said, peeping at his wife's forehead.

Tomy's attention was distracted, watching the buttons of his missed shirt and his tie lying on the floor, "Why open?" his murmur did not understand.

Frea let out a cold sweat, fearing that her nosy deeds would be discovered. If it's discovered how am I gonna explain it? Tomy, we're a couple, so I can touch you. But what if he wants to touch me? I'm not ready to do it with this little boy...

"I didn't expect a dream to make me undress myself" she recalled her dream a moment ago. It's a beautiful dream, where Frea starts touching her body."When will it come true?" he murmured, tidying up his wife's hair.

Tomy began to get up, walking still with his trousers and shirt buttons open, picking up his fallen tie on the floor. Started to enter the bathroom, to clean himself.

A frea? The woman had just dared to open her eyes, staring at the closed bathroom door. Nibble on the bottom of his own lips, "What am I doing!? I almost harassed the boy." he said condemning his actions.

However, it's hard to admit after two weeks of living and sleeping with Tomy. A strange feeling of comfort grew within him.

Swiping? She wanted to shake off all her feelings, considering she could not trust her husband so much. Maybe someday, Tomy who he thought only lived in the pleasure of changing the rich woman will leave him if it is saturated or meet other women who attract his attention.

***

Unlike usual, Tomy was in the bathroom long enough, soaking herself in cold water remembering her crazy dream.

Feeling pleasure for the first time, even if it is just a piece, and in a dream only. Something that made his desire as a normal man rise.

"Tomy, forget your dream, it's just a dream...!!" he muttered in the bathtub, but the dream before he woke up, really felt real. His chest and stomach were smeared, his lips kissed with gentle movements. "Beautiful dream" he said, touching his lips.

***

Unlike usual, when the young man came out of the bathroom, the bed had been tidy. Frea was no longer there, "Frea.." she called out to walk in a bathrobe, rubbing her hair with a small towel.

Walking out of the room staring at the figure of Johan (stepfather Frea) sitting opposite Frea who was silent while looking down.

Frea's gaze was distorted, her concentration was broken again, looking at her husband's body from the sidelines of the bathrobe, as well as her wet hair, was truly a refreshing morning scene.

"Frea!!" Johan snapped, staring at his stepdaughter not listening to her words.

"Sorry..." Frea was back.

"What's wrong?" tanyanya, began to sit beside Frea, embracing his wife's shoulder as if a harmonious married couple.

"Frea has confessed, your profession is actually a gigolo, isn't it!? Leave Frea, I'll pay you!! How much are you asking!?" johan stared hard.

"Why...?" Tomy laughed a little insultingly."If all your money is too little to pay me all day,"

"I'm not leaving Frea, she promised to support me and pay for my life." she continued.

"Frea, you heard it yourself, right? He's just a bitch who doesn't know himself!! Lord Adrian's son is thousands of times better than him!!" Yohan raised the intonation of her voice.

Not having a defense? Frea was silent, not believing Tomy would stay with her. However, on the other hand, he did not want to renege on the marriage promise he had already uttered even though he was drunk.

Just bowed, wanting to hold the pale white handcuffs, slowly, but undo them. Tomy's hand stretched out, clasping Frea's fingers tightly.

"I leave the decision to Frea, if she's sure she'll live happily with a parasitic caterpillar like me. No matter how you throw me out, I'll come back without giving up." said Tomy expectantly, clutching his wife's hand.

"Frea, use your logic...!!" Johan reassured.

A parasite? During his two-week stay with her, Tomy did not look like a parasite. Never asked her anything, just laughed together and looked after her. Somehow Frea's logic seemed to disappear.

"I love him, I'm happy with him. Shops, apartments, all my hard work, so you have no right to interfere with my decision. If I'm betrayed or abandoned, you can laugh at me." he said with a serious face, remembering himself who had lived independently for a long time.

But for a moment he hesitated, If one day I am abandoned by Tomy, the nickname 'old maiden' will change. Being a 'Poor widow because cheated husband brondong'. his murmur in heart wanted to feel like crying if it happened, will have a worse nickname.

"Dad already said, but this is your decision. It's best to get to know Irgi (the first son of Adrian) first," he said, sighing violently, starting to rise.

"Uncle, I called you uncle because I haven't agreed to be your son-in-law yet. If Irgi is the next generation of Pratama companies, then the company will be destroyed within 10 years, since Irgi took over from Mr. Adrian,"

"At that time Frea will suffer even more, serving her selfish husband living below the poverty line..." Tomy held a smile on her lips, remembering the figure of her mother's other half-sister. Although, only met occasionally in his dark childhood.

"Don't just talk!!" Johan, step away, indifferently, slamming the apartment door.

"Finally go too..." Frea let out a rough sigh, leaning her back on the sofa.

"Have you started loving me?" tomy asked assured Frea of her previous words, touching her chin with her fingers, looking at those clingy eyes, cornering Frea's body on the sofa.

She looked really seductive, smiling with her half-dry hair. Just by pulling the robe of his bath, the young man had not worn a thread.

"Why?" Tomy scrunched his forehead.

"Me, me..." Frea really lost her idea. But I can be sure if he gives up and says yes. Then he will be eaten by a young man whom he suspects a gigolo.

"If not, don't force it..." Tomy let out a rough sigh, ruffling Frea's hair like an anxious one.

Walk into the kitchen, start turning on the coffee maker, as well as baking bread. "We had breakfast with bread this morning? I didn't have time to cook, I had to go to work" he said, not looking at Frea.

"Tomy, can you stop being close to another woman?" ask Frea carefully. Still guessing her husband's job.

"Can you stay away from other men?" Tomy asked back.

Frea clenched his forehead, not answering at all. Sitting leaning, glancing towards her husband.

"I love you." said the young man again, without looking at Frea. Hiding his facial expression, who was bowed with an expressionless cold face.

"If I say, I'm starting to like you. Can you stop seeing other women?" frea asked her husband.

Tomy rounded his eyes, averted his gaze, looking at his wife who was still sitting on the sofa.

***

A man stared intently at the woman before him, sighing violently. Looking for information on the whereabouts of his third son became his current goal. Do not want to be covered by the media when meeting, to choose to rent a hotel room to be a meeting location.

While the woman before him, had another purpose, wanted to know how much the man before him knew the information of his son's whereabouts. Not wanting the quiet life of his son Adrian disturbed.

"Famous artist agreed to talk to a lowly person like me?" said sarcasm.

"Of course, we haven't seen each other in a long time. How are the spoiled children of master Adrian's beloved?" his question, quipped back, sipping a glass of wine in front of him.

"Well, at least I'm not an old man who likes to torture my son," Adrian again insulted back, taking a bottle of wine, as if not to lose, chugging directly from the bottle.

"Your son Irgi became a recidivist, your second son the result of your ex-wife's affair, whereas, my dear son has a master's degree!!" Merlin chuckled, pouring his wine a full glass.

"Widow!! Materialistic mercenary woman, who only believes in the majesty of money, you know what!?" he stared at his wine bottle with his face turning red.

"You what!? Basic widower br*ngsek!! The striped nose guy, who used to hire women like me!! The man who pretended to be pious, even bought a 16-year-old virgin," Merlin chuckled, laughing at the man who used to refuse to make her his second wife.

16 years? True, the forerunner of their meeting when Merlin was first sold, was still a 16-year-old innocent girl. The first person to hire him was Adrian, the 21-year-old son of the conglomerate.

"I initially only loved him, until accidentally connected during High School, we got married at a young age and then had Irgi. Then he (former wife of Adrian) started seeing other men, rather than destroying business and family good name by remarrying or divorcing, I'd rather hire a woman like you," Adrian chugged the wine in the bottle, his tears flowing. Remembering about the household he built at a too young age.

"People are hypocrites!! There's no woman you really like, right!?" he laughed a little, already beginning to be half conscious.

"There was, lady of the night who made me angry and jealous!! Women of the night who are willing to hire any man!! The night woman who accidentally conceived my son!! I purposely got him fired in order to stop selling himself!!" adrian stared intently at the woman before him.

Merlin shifted his gaze, looking at the man before him. You may not understand or believe his words.

"I can't marry her, make her a second wife, my family is dripping," the man began to shed his tears, laughing."She sold herself in the slums, it disgusted me even to my own son,"

Merlin raised his tone, "You know what, huh!? How does it feel to give birth at 17!! Not even an SMU diploma do I have!! I hate my son, because his father made me live hungry!! Lunta-lunta reviled many people!!"

"Love!? I loved the first man to fuck me!! Intentionally ensnaring him. Being a second wife is also fine, as long as it can be with her!! But love is money, I only realized after being fired from the club'night, starving without his care.." the woman fell down in her tears, chugging the wine in front of him again.

"Sorry," one word came out of Adrian's mouth after decades, clutching Merlin's fingers.

Their eyes stared at each other, under the influence of alcohol, as if the hatred within them disappeared for a moment. Their eyes closed for a moment, feeling the smell of wine in each breath as if they were stifled with longing. Wine bottles were allowed to spill, the clothes of the two drunken men began to scatter one by one.

***

Early in the morning, thin sunlight penetrated the window of the hotel room, their eyes opened at the same time, staring at their bodies naked only wrapped in the same white blanket.

"Yeah..." Merlin yelled.

What I have done with men is not sane.he murmured in his heart, rose up to take clothes, covered his body which remained beautiful at his age who was no longer young.

"You must be on purpose!!" adrian snarled, pointing, just as Merlin immediately picked up his clothes on the floor. Trying to cover his body that is still athletic at his age who is no longer young.

"Basic psychopath!! I can't possibly try to snare you anymore!! One stupid act is enough for me!!" Merlin was still trying to put on his clothes, "It's stuck please help me!!" he snapped, asking for help because the upper underwear was difficult to relate to.

"The base of the piranha fish is not sane," Adrian sneered, but still helped Merlin put on his hook.

Merlin immediately put on his clothes, wearing glasses, a hat and a mask. And so did Adrian.

"Look!! Today was not intentionally so just forget it!!" merlin opened her sunglasses a little.

"Yes!! We're both grown-ups, so forget about it..." Adrian confirmed.

The two walked quickly up to the hotel lobby, entering their respective cars. With two different people in the driver's seat from night.

In Adrian's car...

"Sir, why look for information until morning?" ask the driver, suspecting his master's movements."How'd you get a record of your son's whereabouts?" he asked Adrian to show him the voice recording device he kept in his pocket.

"Ti.. no..." Adrian sighed harshly, hiding the recording in his pocket. The footage contained only the talk of two drunken men, as well as the sound of their erotic moans.

While in Merlin's car, his manager had been waiting since night, not expecting the conversation that should have taken several hours to last until morning...

"You didn't do it on purpose?" asked the manager from the driver's seat, looking at the marks on Merlin's neck.

Merlin nodded, sighed harshly, stared at the car window, "You know, no, one of the reasons I hated him and used to hate my son. My uterus is impaired and must be sterilized because it gave birth to Tomy at a very young age,"

Can't have another child at a too young age? Perhaps that was what made him hate and persecute his son. Live resignedly by selling yourself in a slum environment.

Being too selfish might have been her prilist back then, yet she was currently regretting everything. The only son he should have loved with all his heart, now grew up alone.

Living with Tomy is also too clumsy, perhaps observing her son's life from far better. The only family member he had.

Seriate

...There was a time when humans would become the most cruel and selfish creatures. However, there is also a time when humans, become too fragile, to direct their hatred in the wrong place...

...A regret? Of course, something that will still be tertoreh even though he has said an apology to the person he hurt...

...Never direct your anger again, because one day it will hurt you...

Merlin's...