Look at Me, My Husband
Season 1's. Chapter 1
Naina Pelangie is 17 years old, so her name is. The teenage girl who had just taken off her white-gray uniform when she married 22-year-old Pratama Wirayudha. Brief introduction, at that time Naina who worked as a singer who joined a group of street artists in Yogyakarta. In addition to channeling her hobbies, Naina sings to help with her school fees.
Pratama Wirayudha, commonly called Wira, has just finished his studies. He who toured with his motorcycle club was enjoying a relaxing night on one of the streets in Yogyakarta which is famous for night culinary and entertainment by a group of street artists.
Highlight the eyes of the handsome young man who was amazed at the sweet girl in a ponytail, grasping tightly the microphone with the sound of his sweet voice. That's what makes Wira ventured to ask the phone number and exchange stories afterwards. From just asking for news, exchanging stories to appearing vibrating flavors. And they also agreed on Long Distance Relationship. Establish a romance that stretches the distance between Jakarta-Yogyakarta.
Half a year from the introduction, just a few days after Naina got her High School diploma, she said, The girl who had fallen in love at first sight finally decided to bring her parents to Yogyakarta to propose to Naina to her aunt. Since childhood, the orphaned Naina lives with her widowed aunt without children.
Three days from the application, they also held a simple marriage in the homeland of Naina, Yogyakarta. There are no fancy events, no pre-wedding style of young people today. Everything happened so fast. Only the legal and religious approval of the state, inviting relatives and some neighbors to rent.
After a simple marriage in Yogyakarta, Wira, who was born from a family, took his wife to Jakarta. In one of the five-star hotels, in Jakarta, the Wira family makes a luxurious event for their only child reception.
Naina had refused, feeling inappropriate and excessive, but both of the Wira's parents persuaded her. They're really good parents. Want to accept Naina who is an orphan and only born from a simple family. Her degree was raised, considered like a princess herself.
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Five years later.
Since afternoon Naina has been dressing up pretty. Deliberately bring home one of the best evening gown collections from her boutiques. Yes, in addition to being the wife of Wira, Naina is also the owner of Nai’s Boutique. Boutiques that sell clothing, bags and various female accessories are imported from Thailand, Korea and China. For that, in a year, Naina had to fly several times abroad to shop to fill her boutique stock.
Boutique that only two years ago stood, located in a shop that is not too far from the housing complex. Boutique that was deliberately built for his wife to have busy in between his free time that only spent all his time at home.
The hero himself spends more time in the office, not infrequently having to take care of business out of town, even abroad. Since marrying the handsome man took over the reins of leadership in the family company. And papa Wira chose early retirement and handed the company to his only son.
Yes, the second household has not been blessed with children. Naina was pregnant several times, but always ended up with a miscarriage in the early trimester of pregnancy. And until the fifth year, their household was still quiet from the cries of children.
Luckily both are quite mature and do not make children as a reason and trigger fights. Every day feels like a date.
“Honey, maybe because we are not going through a courtship like other couples, so God gives us a chance to date after marriage. We can date until satisfied.” The words of the Hero who always calms his wife's heart, usually interspersed with a rain of kisses on Naina's beautiful face.
Likewise, the parents of the Hero, they are parents who are quite understanding and give the decision completely to their children.
Naina smiled looking at the dining table that had been arranged in such a way. She came home early today to celebrate her fifth wedding anniversary. Still cooking dinner assisted Mbok Sumi, his household assistant. All that is presented on the table is the favorite menu of Wira.
The clock on the wall ticked, the running slowed down.
“Waiting is exhausting. Time was slow,” complained Naina, staring at the silvery-framed round clock. It's almost 21:00 p.m. It's been two hours past the appointment Wira said on the phone this afternoon. Naina had contacted Wira repeatedly, but none of her calls were connected to her husband.
The food on the table had cooled. Drowsiness began to attack, when the sound of his phone rang slowly and regularly. Naina's smile grew when she found the Hero who contacted her.
“Mas, where are you?” naina asked, as soon as the phone stuck to her sense of hearing.
“Yes, Mas. Nai wait for Mas only.”
“If Nai is hungry, eat first. No need to wait for Mas,” said Wira.
“No, Mas. This is our fifth wedding anniversary. Nai wait for Mas, we have dinner together,” reject Naina.
“Good. Mas will usa ..” The hero did not continue his speech, suddenly from the front, a car rolled over and forced Wira to concentrate with the steering back. His phone dropped while stepping on the brake pedal suddenly.
The car's squeaks sounded so loud joined by the screams of a woman's voice heard from Naina's thin device.
“Aahh, Mas!” the shrieking voice of the foreign woman caught in Naina's ears, screamed and sounded so clear from her smartphone. After that silence, nothing was heard.
Naina who heard from the other side was no less panicked. Repeatedly calling her husband's name. Bad thoughts also cross the brain. Her eyes had already condensed as she repeatedly called out her husband's name but received no response.
“Mas!”
“Mas!”
“Mas!”
“Mas Wira!”
“MAS HERO!!” naina shouted with all her might. Pray and hope nothing happens to her husband. Almost desperate. The eyes that had been condensing just now began to shed. The well-soaked water points, began to descend unstoppably, soaking her beautiful face.
“Mas,” isak Naina, while calling her husband.
“Don't scare me. You're fine, aren't you, Mas. Please answer me,” isak Naina. His body sagged to the floor, losing power.
“Bu, what happened?” mbok Sumi asked, the housekeeper who happened to be going to the kitchen to get a drink.
“Suami, Mbok. I'm so scared. We were talking on the phone. Suddenly the voice of Mas Wira disappeared. Just the sound of such a loud impact and the screams of a woman,” Naina was clearly trembling, terrified.
Mbok Sumi immediately ran to the kitchen to fetch a glass of water. Before long the housekeeper had returned and helped get his employer to sit in a chair.
“Diminum first, Mom,” said Mbok Sumi slowly.
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Tbc
