Look at Me, My Husband
S3. Bag 20
"Yes, Mum."
Naina lowers Vienna from her lap and leads the little girl along with her to comply with the request of the Hero. No protest, no rejection, the pregnant woman according to all her husband's requests.
The woman smiled, looking at the movement of the wife with a distended stomach printed on the pregnant dress. The sight that set the eyes, all this time the Hero ignored everything. In fact, the man seemed to not care about Naina's pregnancy.
"Vienna, sit here first, yeah. Mother prepare Dad's clothes." Naina put her daughter in bed and asked the little girl to wait. Rushing towards the large closet in a different room, where Wira kept her clothes and supplies.
"Dad, you want to poop. Boyd?" asked Vienna when he saw Wira passing by, about to follow his mother who was choosing clothes on the walk in closet.
"Yes, Honey. Sitting sweet there. I'm gonna see Mommy for a minute."
Naina was stunned staring at the rows of cabinets, it felt like she had not set foot in this room for a long time. Months without greeting with the Hero, a foreign feeling embraced the pregnant woman when she re-entered her husband's bedroom.
The pregnant woman repeated her memories. The spirit is the place to depend on, the only thing he has in this world. However, destiny is not in line with prayer and hope, he must choose the path of separation and step alone. Not wishing on anyone, holding a cry with both hands, standing on his own feet and when falling down, must rise alone.
He thought that after getting married again, slowly things would come back. It only takes a little struggle to restore what was once lost, but again the lifeline is not hand-painted. God told her another story for her.
Sighing heavily, Naina steeled herself. It can't be whiny, it can't go anymore. He hopes to be strong until the time Wira expels him later.
"What are you thinking?"
Naina flinched, she was too late to realize the arrival of the Hero. Her husband was already standing at the back and locked her in possessiveness.
"Mas, you surprised me."
"What are you daydreaming about, Nai? Until I don't realize my arrival?" wira asked, dropping his chin on Naina's shoulder.
"Nothing." Naina shakes.
"I miss you, Nai. Can I hear it now. Ration for the night." The hero said slowly.
Naina was silent, enjoying the warm arms of the Hero, radiating all over her body.
"Nai, we used to do this a lot. You still remember that?" ask the girl in a soft voice.
Naina nodded then bowed. His hand hurriedly grabbed the closet door and opened it. He was trying to unravel the awkwardness that suddenly enveloped.
"Who's the dress?" ask Naina, switch the conversation.
"Whichever one. I'll wear whatever you choose." The hero kissed Naina's shoulder slowly before taking off her arms.
"This is all." Naina turned around and handed the white T-shirt to the Hero. "I'll make you some fried rice, Mas." Naina smiled before walking away. His clear eyes could catch the hue of sadness on Wira's face.
"Maas ...." Naina paused for a moment.
"Yes ...." The hero averted his gaze, trying to act ordinary.
"I love you." Naina said it well. "Titip Vienna, yes. I'll call you when the fried rice is ready" Naina continued.
The hero could only stare at Naina's distant back and disappear, before long he could hear the sound of the door being opened and then closed.
"I'm really not in your heart anymore, Nai." Wira said softly while clutching the clothes prepared for her.
The soul takes a breath and exhales it, trying to calm the heart and strengthen itself. If this drama is not easy for Naina, it does not mean easy for her.
Leaning in the closet, Wira bit her lip as her tears escaped. He is male, but not as strong as Naina. If his wife can be tough and pretend to be okay, not for him.
Once married, of course he really knows how great Naina pretends How strong and stubborn the wife is. Even while loving, Naina will do the same.
"I don't know what else to do, Nai? I begging will be useless if your heart has saved another man. I know my wife not for two days. I know Naina Pelangie very well. I may be able to have your body, but it is very unlikely that your heart will ever come back to me." The hero clenched his hand. He's desperate.
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The aroma of fried rice spread in the dining room area that blends with the clean kitchen. Vienna with sleepy eyes, sitting at the side of the Hero accompanying the man enjoying dinner. Naina sat on the other side, just staring at her husband devouring fried rice like a starving person.
"You don't want to, Nai?" ask the Hero, put a spoonful of brown rice into the mouth.
Naina shakes. "I'm not interested, Mom."
"Then, what do you want to eat? Shall I buy it?" wira asked, thrusting a spoon filled with rice into Naina's mouth.
"Eat just a little. Do I want a bribe?" tawar.
Naina opened her mouth and accepted the bribe of the Hero.
"Again?" tawar Wira preparing to feed fried rice to his wife.
Naina shakes. "I don't want to, Mom. Later buy fried noodles wagon in front of the apartment."
"Huh?" Hero surprised. "Where else, honey?" The man is still confused.
"Yes, after finishing the fried rice, I'll buy it for you and the baby," she broke off smiling. He remembered the speech of apartment security, as much as possible Wira will fulfill the wishes of his wife and prospective children. Didn't want William or the house assistant to do it. She had already missed too many precious things during Naina's pregnancy. Utilizing the remaining three months, she will grant all requests to Naina and her baby.
Naina nodded.
"Father's son is patient, yes." The hero removed the spoon from her hand and rubbed Naina's large belly under the table.
"Mas, I put Vienna to bed first, yeah. Poor ... It seems to be very sleepy."
The hero turned his head to the other side, his daughter almost fell asleep at the dining table. A plate of fried rice was not touched at all.
"Yes. Accompany Vienna to sleep in my room, Nai."
"Yes, Mum."
"When I buy you fried noodles, I'll tell you, Nai."
"Yes, Mum." Naina immediately approached Vienna. The little girl closed her eyes with her head drooping forward.
"Darling, let's brush our teeth, we're booby now."
Vienna muttered in his sleep. "You need to poop like Dad, Mother." The little girl opened her eyes and fell asleep again.
"Yes, we're bobbing with Dad tonight."
***
"It's me, Hero." Standing in front of a large window in the workspace, Wira spoke on her phone with someone.
He had just returned from buying fried noodles for his wife. While waiting for Naina to enjoy her meal, Wira decides to contact someone.
It has been a few days since Wira thought hard about her relationship and Naina. Looking for the best way out for her, Naina, Vienna and their baby who is still curled up in Naina's stomach.
"Yes, what's wrong? Did something happen to Mama?" A masculine voice sounded from across the call. Not usually Wira contact, Dennis sure there must be something important that his sister wants to talk about.
"I know everything." Wira bluntly.
Deg-
Dennis, who does not fully understand the meaning of the words of the Hero, is still finding out.
"What do you mean?"
The hero smiled wryly. "No need to pretend, I'm sure you know what I mean." Wira.
"My wife loves you. No need to cover it. In fact, Naina already admitted it in front of me," said Wira.
I heard a breath from across.
"Then, problem? She's your wife, whatever it is .. It's none of my business." Dennis voices. The man tried to be calm, not wanting Wira to read his current feelings.
"Yes, she's my wife, it's my business. I thought I was going to finish him off. Which husband can accept this kind of situation."
"She's your wife, go ahead. I didn't interfere. But, I suggest just try talking about it carefully. He seriously wants to come back to you, Wir."
"He will never come back to me again." The voice of the Spirit sounded vibrating. "I know Naina and I'm sure. She drove you away not to love me again, but so that I wouldn't see her betrayal while being my wife. If you're still around, I'll find out someday. And Naina doesn't want that to happen" Wira said.
"Wir, don't think like that. Could be ...."
"I know Naina well. I know how smart he pretends to be."
"Then ... What do you want from me? I'm sure you didn't call me to vent." Dennis chuckled, covering up the hurt feelings. Of course she knows how Naina got through her second marriage. He knows Naina is unhappy, but he can't do much.
"I want you to hurt Naina," Pinta Wira with complete confidence.
Deg-- Dennis jerks.
"You mean?"
"Naina will never forget you and will love you until you hurt her. Naina won't be able to come back to me until she stops loving you. I want him to hate you. I want him hurt because of you. I want you to hurt her, just like the pain I gave her first."
Dennis was again flinched. "What do you want?"
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