Look at Me, My Husband
S1. Chapter 24
The hero lay on his back on his daughter's bed, staring at the ceiling of a cinderella-designed room in a fairy tale country, according to Stevi's wishes. Who else, if not the mother. The 1.5-year-old didn't understand anything.
With both hands bent against the head, Wira finally closed her eyes. His mind had already run away leaving his body at this moment. Enjoying the touch of his little daughter's tiny hand, Nola is spoiled in the chest of her field.
*“If you were Nola my daughter and Naina, how perfect my life would be. How happy Pratama Wirayudha is.” *
That unreasonable shadow felt beautiful even though it only flew in delusion. At least able to make both corners of the lips attracted to the top. The tired of his sick life is lost for a moment when he imagines his happiness with Naina and their sons later.
Nola's tiny hands were playing with the lips and nose of the Hero accompanied by an obscure babble that sounded warm in the ears.
“Pa .. pi .. pa. .. pi!” he chuckled occasionally. Especially when the tiny hand went into the mouth of the Hero and directly bitten small. Nola's laughter is getting louder.
The nanny sitting on the fur carpet, could only smile, enjoying the warm interaction between father and son who very rarely had a chance together.
“Mbak, Nola still cries often every night?” ask the hero suddenly.
“Sometimes, if Mrs Stevi is careless and does not want to breastfeed,” said the nanny. Tucked worriedly complained a lot to Wira, but she did not dare to lie.
The hero fell silent before continuing the question to answer his curiosity. “What is Nola still often overlooked by her mammoth?” ask the hero again.
The man grabbed his daughter's body and took Nola to sleep beside him. Pat him slowly buttocks and gently rubbed small back a little sweaty it.
“Sometimes, Mr.” The nanny's answer, hit the deepest recesses. Tore down the heart of the hero. His little girl became his mother's impingement just because of her actions.
“Mbak, later I will leave formula milk on Omanya Nola. Teach my daughter not to depend on her mother anymore. If something happens to Nola, immediately contact Omanya or can not immediately take her there.”
“Ya, Sir.”
“I ship Nola, Ma'am. Take good care of him, I can't see him every day.”
“Ya, Sir.”
Again, the caregiver answered briefly with a feeling of anxiety. Just as the Hero was about to throw the question back, the door of the room opened. The two turned their heads, both the Hero and the nanny staring in the same direction.
Stevi was still in her work suit, carrying her handbag into the room.
“Mbak, please leave us. I need to talk to my husband!” stevi orders, steps in and throws his bag over a small cupboard next to the door.
“What's up?” wira asked, glancing towards Nola who was half asleep. It means he can't fight here with Stevi.
“We have to talk, Mas. Mumpung Mas here,” Stevi walked forward near Wira. The woman was still able to stare at the door that had closed again after Nola's nanny came out.
“What do you want to say? Tell me as soon as possible, I have to go home now,” said Wira, the man immediately rose from his sleeping position. Just as Wira stood up and grabbed the work coat that was placed at the end of the bed, suddenly Stevi was hugging tightly to the waist of the Hero without excuse.
Momentary silence. The hero froze in place.
“Lease!” firmly Wira in the end, trying to hold her voice not too tight, not wanting to wake her daughter up.
“I love you, Mas. Can't let me hold you for a second. Wasn't it before we got married you wouldn't get angry if I held you, but why after we became husband and wife everything has to change, Mas,” asked Stevi slowly. His heart was broken, again having to get the rejection of the Hero.
“Lease!” reworked the Hero, opening the hand of Stevi at his waist and smashing roughly.
“Mas, why do you have to do this? Is this heavy to be your wife. Can't you act like you used to,” isak Stevi.
“Because you used to call me Wira. Because you were my best friend. Because you were a good woman. And now you ask yourself. Who are you!”
The hero is still trying to hold his emotions in check, not wanting his daughter to wake up and see him quarrel with Stevi.
“Mas, this is not fair,” isak Stevi. Standing staring at the man who was on his waist in front of him.
“If you want that justice. Please let me go. Let me live quietly with Naina. I beg you, Stev.”
“You are my best friend, if you care about me, can you help me. Please let me go! I'm fed up with all this,” Wira said, squeezing her hair. The man chose to sit on the side of the bed. Staring sadly at Nola who was fast asleep with her innocent and innocent face.
“Mas, try to see Nola's face. Doesn't Mas feel sorry for him. All this time I've been kind enough to accept the marriage of this series. Doesn't Mas have any pity on me and Nola. This marriage doesn't even give our daughter any status. Still he's just the son of a fatherless mother,”
“Wira! Can I call you a hero. I'm sick of all this.”
Sighing his rough breath repeatedly. The Self-defense Hero was about to collapse at this moment, all the emotions that were seeping on the chest, making the man want to explode.
“Let me go, I promise I'll give you everything you ask. I promise I won't abandon Nola. Let go of me, let me live quietly with Naina. I'm tired every day of being a coward and a cheater in front of my own wife.”
“Tega you, Mas. You are really heartless. I am also your wife, but you never assume at all. There was no sense of pity for me and Nola.
“I'm tired, Stev. I have to go home, do not want to make Naina worry about my delay.”
Stevi's body squeezed, falling to the floor. Not only this time, even during their marriage, the Hero did not allow her to touch. The status of the siri wife pinned on him was only a status without meaning. For the hero, he is still a stranger.
Staring at the husband who was slowly peeping their daughter's forehead. Seeing the way of saying goodbye to the Nola that is so soft, there is a sense of haru behind all the wounds. A hero can act like a good father to Nola, but cannot be a good husband to her.
As the burly arm grabbed the doorknob, Stevi launched a surprise attack through his words. Sentences that can make the Hero crazy that second too.
“Your wife met someone in the office cafeteria. I'm not sure who that guy is, but they know each other and ...”
“And what?” cut the Hero, turned to look at Stevi with a view that was difficult to express.
“I know clearly and I can make sure something happened in their past.” Stevi complained.
Without asking much more, Wira squandered out.
“Tria ... the man's name is Tria,” continued Stevi, smiling cunningly staring at the back of the missing Wira.
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