Look at Me, My Husband
S1. Chapter 30
Spending time traveling in Pisa and Rome, Naina and Wira's honeymoon trip ends at the Vatican. From the smallest country in the world, they fly back to Jakarta.
Air travel is over twenty hours, forcing Naina to spend time sleeping. Fatigue makes the woman choose to close her eyes to unwind.
Almost two weeks of walking around all day, just back to the hotel when night fell. Physically, he was also tired.
Arriving in Jakarta on the afternoon, the two were picked up by papa and Mama Wira who had been waiting for half an hour ago.
“Pa, Mom ...” Naina hurriedly kissed the back of her two-in-law's hands in turn
“How was your trip?” asked the mother to gently rub the shoots of Naina's head that was bending over while kissing her hand.
“Funny. Mama should come. It must be more fun,” said Naina slowly.
The hero can smile happily. Since the beginning of marriage, the greatest happiness in his life is to see both parents can accept Naina sincerely. Without looking at the seedlings bebet and the weight of Naina is not clear.
“Today stay at mom's house, yes?” tawang the mama. There are many stories that he wants to hear and share with Wira. It's about Stevi and Nola.
“I'm up to Nai only, Ma. I don't mind.” Hero argues.
“Nai is up to Mas only,” Naina says quietly.
“Ya already, then. Let's go home, mama has cooked your favorite food.” The mother embraces her daughter-in-law's arm, leading Naina to the parking lot.
While Wira pushed their luggage up the mountain, walking behind her beloved women.
The journey from the airport to home is short. The car does not need to be stuck in traffic for too long even in the hours of home office. Along the way, Naina is seen leaning spoiled on the shoulders of Mama Wira while telling her many things.
“Ma, Nai bought scarves and handbags. Nai sure mom would have liked it. The motif is in line, like the collection of mama, only different colors. In Milan, there are many options, Ma.”
“Thanks, Honey. Nai is indeed the daughter-in-law who best understands mama's favorite.” The woman smiled, hugging tightly Naina.
Since marriage she has been accustomed to Indonesian culture, even the middle-aged woman is fluent in Indonesian, no more Filipino dialect left in her tone. Living here for decades, he felt that he had fused and been accepted here.
The Wirayudha family received it well. Not only himself, even his sister-in-law's wife of German descent was well received in this family.
Only, nothing else is left behind. His brother-in-law and wife died in an accident a dozen years ago. Left behind their nephew, Barata Wirayudha who rarely visited, because it was too busy working and taking care of his family.
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As soon as the dinner was over, Wira chose to accompany Naina in the room. Since arriving in Indonesia his wife looks very tired. Frequently yawning with eyes that look cute. Even though Naina had slept for a few hours on the plane, it was still not satisfied.
“Sleep only, Nai. Mas know you are sleepy,” said Wira also lying next to his wife. Stretch out her left hand to serve as a head pillow for Naina.
“Mas, thanks for these two weeks. Mas left all the work in order to please Nai.” Naina moved closer, infiltrating into the arms of the Hero.
“Already, sleeping now Nai. Mas still has to chat with mom and dad after Nai sleeps. Looks like there's something you want to talk about."
“Papa should also report company problems. Before we travel, I ask papa occasionally look around the office,” continued Wira.
Not for half an hour, the couple's pre-sleep chatter was closed with Naina's smooth and regular snoring. After Wira narrates her past while in college, Naina finally falls asleep before the Wira story ends.
“Good night, Naina Pelangie.” A warm and soulful kiss was anchored on Naina's forehead. Long and warm, Wira really enjoy the moments together with his wife.
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“Nai are asleep?” mama Wira asked, lying on the bed watching the soap opera. My father was busy with his cell phone in his hand. Reply to chat with his childhood friends in the reunion group SMP - SMA.
“Already Ma. Nai exhausted.”
“Begini Wir, something suspicious from your wife.” Mama Wira opened the conversation. The woman held up her sitting position, putting together a pillow behind her back.
“What's wrong with Naina?” ask the curious hero. The man rushed over, impatient to hear the next story.
“Not Naina, your other wife.”
The hero smiled wryly. His enthusiasm faded again, both shoulders squeezing down while discussing Stevi's matter.
“I never considered her a wife. Can you start right now, mama stopped calling her my wife. Just hear it, I'm sick of it, Ma.”
Mama Wira smiled, she understood very well what Wira felt. So far he has not demanded more. He only thought about the fate of the grandchildren who had already appeared in the world. If to bless wholeheartedly, of course there is nothing on his agenda.
All he was thinking about was Nola. The little girl is innocent, should not bear the guilt of both her parents. As much as possible he would protect his granddaughter in various ways.
The little boy was never wrong, not asking to be presented to the world. If his presence was the mistake of the Hero accidentally, at least they could fix what had gone wrong. And not choosing the wrong path by abandoning it.
“During these two weeks, mama routinely meets your daughter every day Stevi leaves for office,” mama Wira stories.
There was a heavy sigh, Mama Wira turned to her husband. The middle-aged man was still busy with his clothes. Glasses stuck at the base of the nose have sagged down.
“Is Nola okay? Stevi treated Nola well, right?” ask Wira.
Every time Nola remembers, a hint of guilt appears in the heart of the Hero. It's been unfair to her daughter. Often neglecting Nola for the sake of Naina. Though the little girl named Nola Pelangie Wirayudha was not wrong in the slightest.
“Not a problem Nola, Wir. It's Stevi's problem. Several times mama caught your wife was ushered home by a man in a black pajero sports car,” Mama Wira story.
“Mama suspects Stevi is having an affair, Wir.”
“Hahahaha .. not good Ma. So he doesn't pester my life anymore. He can leave me quietly without disturbing my household and Naina. Not threatening to tell Naina about Nola and our series wedding,” Wira said casually. There was no jealous tone at all in the words of the Hero. Although Stevi was her husband.
"Wir! you have to find out," said Mama Wira.
"I don't care. After all, our wedding was just a formality." The hero said casually.
"Wir, this isn't Stevi's problem, it's Nola. Think about what happens when your son meets a bad dad. Poor Nola, Wir. Find out about the man!"
The hero sighed. "Ma, I'm actually lazy to take care of Stevi. Not important. Figuring it out will only make it big head. I thought I was jealous of him again."
"Wir!"
"Yes, I'll try to find out!" sahut Wira after seeing his mother staring sharply with a pouting face.
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