Grasping Taste

Angry Word

Being in the workspace for two hours made the man feel quite tired. Sabda finally decided to see Aruna who had said she would make a cake.

The tall, sturdy man went down the stairs looking for Aruna. There is no smell of cake, no sound in the kitchen, whereas the plan, after counseling Aruna will make a cake. The woman even had time to invite Sabda to buy baking pans and ingredients.

"Honey." called the Word while walking towards the kitchen but in fact there was no wife there.

"Where? The feeling in the room was nothing." grumbled the Word, then walked over to look out of the house.

But not yet open the door, she had already seen Aruna fall asleep on the sofa relaxing by hugging her mobile phone.

Sabda stared for a moment at that tiny face. The problems yesterday made him pity every staring at the face of his wife when she was asleep.

For Sabda, Aruna is still too young to experience problems that are quite emotionally draining. And that's because of her. He chose Aruna, himself who wanted Aruna to be his wife and it turned out that he also hurt his wife's feelings.

But, because of this, Sabda could realize how much she loved Aruna. Imagining parting with Aruna, it felt like she could not afford it. If he had been complacent with people in the past, it was out of curiosity because of the unfinished love for no apparent reason. Now that it was all over, the love he once wanted to hold forever, was now over.

"Darling... " Sata is now sitting next to Aruna. Those beautiful eyes were now twitching, staring at the figure who was already sitting next to him.

"She made you a cake?" tanya Sabda made Aruna smile stiffly.

"From the recipe turned out to be sleeping, Mas." replied Aruna then rose from her seat.

"Yes, it has been bought." answered the Word casually.

"Ah no, I'll make it now, Mas. Yesterday I bought the tools and materials." Aruna also tried to shift the body in order to lower her legs from the sofa, but the word instead held her back and put the two legs on her lap.

"If you want, we buy! Don't have to be forced. You must be tired, right?" continued Sabda while looking at Aruna next to him.

"Yes, maybe because I was too carried away by emotions so I easily feel tired at this time" Aruna's reply made Sabda smile. He hoped that what he had done all along had results.

"So we'll just buy it?" tanya Sabda, but Aruna was still silent. He still felt confused because he had bought materials and equipment to make cakes.

"You can make the cake sometime." continued Sabda while Aruna still looked confused.

"Let's get out. In front there are a lot of people hanging out!" bring Word. According to Sabda, he can also exercise and Aruna can chat with young mothers who are accompanying their children to play.

"No, I'll be tempted. The mothers there are still beautiful." replied Aruna with a look out, where the gate was wide open so that she could see some women in the garden sebrang.

Sabda stared intently at Aruna, a gaze that showed a protest. But, Sabda did not want to refute Aruna.

"Then we'll play together!" The word immediately lifted Aruna's body, holding a bridal style makes Aruna wriggling and laughing to be lowered.

They are still trying to make happiness between relationships that almost run aground. The love that exists can make someone struggle to be forgiven and forgiven.

###

"My motor is ready, Mom? " Aruna came out with fabric pants that matched the floral blues that made her look fresher.

"Already, dear." answered the neat Word with a work shirt and material pants.

After the Fajr Salat, Sabda prepared two motors to be used by him and Aruna. Last night when Sabda said if tomorrow will visit the branch office, Aruna wants to go to the boutique by motorbike.

"Mas will take you to the boutique first" said Sabda then wearing a helmet on the head of Aruna. Although Aruna had said there was no need to be escorted, still the Word would deliver him.

"If there's anything, just contact Mas. I came home a little night, about eight." continued Sabda.

"Yes, Mas." answered Aruna.

Aruna started riding her motorbike. Meanwhile, Sabda was behind him on his own motorbike. Several times he offered Aruna to choose his favorite car but the woman was reluctant to Reason. I don't have time for training.

The road from home to the boutique is always slow and shady. That is what makes the road user feel comfortable to drive his vehicle casually.

Aruna stopped her bike in front of the boutique. There was Abimana standing by her car.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Mas Abi. "greet Aruna while opening her helmet.

"Walaikum salam." said Abi with a view towards Sabda who is currently stopping his car.

"For the administration of the incoming goods I've diverted to Nina, Mas. So Mas Abi can directly contact Nina if for matters of incoming goods" said Aruna.

The word that saw the presence of Abimana, made the man get off his motorbike. He who initially just drove was forced to go down because it would not give Abi a gap to approach his wife. Well, that was the way the Word was, he always felt insecure with the presence of Abimana.

"I already know, Run. But why, you're limiting yourself to a career, is it because of her?" abimana asked, pointing at Sabda who was standing near Aruna with her eyes.

"What is wrong if the husband forbids his wife? After all, I can suffice my wife." between the words her face was already flushed with an intimidating look. The two men seemed to be wrestling with the glare of each other's eyes.

"The husband also provides for the needs of other women. In fact, give warmth to another woman." said Abimana with a sharp gaze towards the Word.

Aruna held the hand of Sabda who was ready to float into Abimana's face. This time not only was the Word affected by Abimana's sentence but also Aruna's. The woman's face instantly flushed and heated up. Although, already know everything but, when others bring it back still affects his emotions.

"Sorry Mas Abi, we're in first!" pamit Aruna with the hand of the Word. He brought the Word into his room.

"Why not just let Mas beat him up?" ask Sabda while they are in Aruna's room. He's still upset.

"Keep what? The truth is like that. " Saida was silent she could only stare at Aruna who was giving her some drinking water.

"Mas Abi is not wrong, she is still struggling because she knows the girl she once loved hurt her husband." Sarkas Aruna, made the Word sigh. He was unable to argue with Aruna anymore because he did not want to prolong the matter.

After his emotions subsided the Word now moved from his seat," Mas set out first!" said the Word with a cold voice.

"Be careful on the road." replied Aruna then kissed the back of the hand of the Word. The little-faced woman returned to escort her husband to the front.