Look at Me, My Husband
S1. Chapter 7
A simple dinner with a home-style menu is warm, occasionally filled with small talk with the twang of spoons and forks accompanying family gathering activities.
“Nai, let it go,” prevent mama Wira, just after seeing Naina about to clean up the dirty dishes that fill the dining table after dinner is over.
The hero himself, seen receiving a phone on the porch of the house. As soon as dinner was over, suddenly the man's phone rang violently.
“It's okay, Ma.”
“Already, put it in the sink. Tomorrow there is a home assistant who washed it Nai,” said the mother-in-law back.
“Iya Ma.”
Naina was cleaning the dining table from a spill of cooking sauce with a tissue, when Wira came back to see her.
“Honey, Mas has a need. Staying for a while is okay, right?” Suddenly Wira had already hugged Naina's waist from behind. Stop the activity of his wife who is tidying the dining table.
Although in front of both his parents, Wira shamelessly treated his wife sweetly. Even the middle-aged couple was used to seeing the intimacy of his son and daughter-in-law since the beginning of marriage until now never changed.
“Mas, where are you going?” Nai turned to look at her husband.
“There is urgent office work. Just now Stevi reminded, Mas forgot this afternoon, Nai,” said Wira.
“Bby, yes?” ask the hero for permission.
“Hmm.” A murmur accompanied by a nod signifies Naina allowing her husband to leave.
“Mas for a minute. Nai don't go anywhere, later Mas will pick Nai up here. We go home together. Nai wants to buy me a martabak egg, right?” remember the hero again.
“Iya Mas's. Be careful on the road. If there's anything, don't forget to tell Nai.”
“Iya, Darling. Later if Nai sleepy, go upstairs. Sleeping in Mas's room,” pinta Wira again.
Naina smiled and nodded. The hero is still waiting, while thrusting his hand. “Nai don't kiss Mas's hand?” the question is nosy, not willing to move.
Naina gave a smile, clasped her husband's palm and kissed the back of her husband's hand, the man she's been with for five years.
“Thank you Darling,” said Wira, peeking at Naina's forehead and cheeks before saying goodbye to her parents and running to her car.
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Wira drives her car in a panic after getting a call from Nola's nanny. I don't know what Stevi was thinking about hitting her little daughter. It wasn't until ten minutes, the car was already in and parked in Stevi's yard. Without knocking on the door, the man entered directly using the spare key that was always stored in his car.
As soon as the door of the two-story mansion opened, the sound of a child crying instantly dominated.
“Darling, papi coming,” cried Wira, looking for the origin of Nola's crying voice, stepping through room by room.
Once into the room Nola, Wira was presented with a stifling view. Nola cried as she pleased in the arms of her nanny. The two tiny hands were flushing the former punch of his mother.
“Yes God, Stev! You are crazy!” shouted Wira, annoyed. Switch, approach and take over Nola from her nanny's hand. Carrying the little girl to persuade her to stop crying.
“Already, don't cry anymore, dear. Papi has come,” persuaded Wira, gently rubbed his daughter's back.
“What happened, Ma'am?” ask the girl to Nola's nanny.
“Non Nola ... uh .. dropped Madam Stevi's perfume,” said the nanny.
“Yeah, Stev. Just perfume, you have the same heart as your daughter.”
“Mas knows how expensive the perfume is,” said Stevi, still holding back his regret.
“Again, Nola has been finicky ever since. Crying constantly. You know what, Mas. You're busy taking care of your spoiled wife.”
“Mbak, please change Nola's clothes, bring my daughter to sleep,” Wira orders on Nola's nanny.
Seeing the unkindness of her two masters, the nanny said. Not just this once, almost every time they met the two had a fight. Every time the male master came to visit Nola, there was bound to be a great war.
“What do you want, Stev?” the Wira asked after dragging Stevi out of her daughter's room. Now they are in the family room.
“I know, this is not just because of your fucking expensive perfume!” nagel Wira with reddened eyes, his hands were already clenched on the right and left sides of his body.
“I want you to be fair, Mas. I'm also your wife, Nola is your daughter,” Cerocos Stevi.
“No need to remind me, I know clearly what my status is!” sahut Hero, ketus.
“I haven't even made a calculation with you. You hid where the gift I was going to give Nai,” Todong Wira, barged into Stevi's room. Dismantling the nightstand drawer and ruffling Stevi's wardrobe, looking for what she meant.
Looking at the Hero who entered his room, Stevi immediately followed. “What do you do, Mas?” stevi asked to see Wira almost destroying his room. Take out all the cabinets and shelves.
“Where do you save it. SAY!” shouted Hero. His emotions grew, given Stevi's behavior to his daughter.
“You're not fair, Mas,” Stevi said in tears. Down, sitting on the side of the bed.
“Tell me where do you keep it, Stev?” pinta Wira, slightly softened. Standing on his waist in front of Stevi, after destroying the bedroom but still not finding what he was looking for,
“I beg you to give it back to me. You know clearly, I ordered it specifically for Naina, my wife,”.
“You're outrageous, Mas!” Stevi's cry grew louder, roaring at the edge of the bed while hugging the pillow.
“Give me back, I'll give you everything you asked for. How much are you? I'll open a check for you.”
“I don't want anything. I just want Mas to be fair on us.”
“If you can't consider my feelings, at least have mercy on our child. You love Nola, but why can't it be fair to her,” Stevi said in between sobs.
“Sorry.” Only an apology came out of the lips of the hero. The man softened after being reminded of his daughter, Nola.
“Even you never had every Nola looking for you. Where have you been when your daughter misses you, crying to see you. You were busy pampering your wife.”
Hero bowed. “I'm sorry.”
The woman exits Stevi's bedroom, turns to her daughter's room. As soon as the door of the room opened, it appeared that Nola, who was still not asleep, lay open her eyes while chattering indistinctly. As soon as he saw Wira, the little girl immediately smiled.
“Papih .. papih ... papih ...” Nola chattering
“Mbak can leave us?” pinta Wira on her daughter's nanny.
The handsome man, choosing to lie down next to Nola, let the little girl slip into his arms.
“Ola misses papi?” wira asked, gently rubbing her daughter's back, trying to make the little girl who was not too good at talking fall asleep. His heart was sliced when he saw the blushing bruises that had not been lost on both of Nola's tiny arms from Stevi's punch.
“Excuse Papi, Son,” said Wira, with teary eyes, slowly peeking at her daughter's forehead.
The hero still survives there, until Nola falls asleep. I don't know how long it has been, the man fell asleep with his daughter. Just woke up when the phone in his pants pocket rang.
“Naina,” whispered slowly. Hurry out to answer his wife's call. Not wanting his voice to make his daughter awake again. As soon as he came out of Naina's room, Stevi was sitting on the living room couch staring sinisterly at her with her hands folded over her chest. A golden gift box she had been looking for was on the table.
“Iya, Nai. What's up, honey?” greet Wira, as soon as the expensive phone stuck in the ear. Without caring about his movements accompanied by Stevi's cynical gaze.
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