Love In Silence

Announcement In The Office

"Are you ready?"

"Hmm," I replied lazily. As Raka said earlier this afternoon that will do a futsal match between young lecturers and BEM members. Actually I'd rather be in the apartment reading a novel from a cell phone or watching Drakor alone. But because after futsal we want to go to Raka's mama's house, so ahkirnya I follow Raka all of you rather than go back and forth.

We were married for almost a month but I haven't visited Raka's mother at all. Because Mama Raka who returned home to Cimahi, visited Raka's aunt who was sick and just came home yesterday.

"Wear my jacket lest it cool !"

"You're the one driving up front. I'm just a passenger in the back."

"Not to argue !" Said Raka while putting her jacket on me. "Get a lookout for falling !"

Instead of serving Raka who can end up fighting, I hold the tip of the shirt for a handle.

With a speed above average Raka carried his motorbike, breaking through the capital city's traffic jam. On Sunday night, many young people spend time outdoors. Until the moment at the red light Raka deliberately braked suddenly, making my hand forced to circle to his waist.

"Don't let me get cold, your arms warm my body." Said Raka while holding me back who was about to let go of my hand that had to be coiled around her waist.

Arriving at the campus Raka took my hand into the futsal field. Suddenly our arrival became the center of attention of everyone in the sports hall.

"The wealth of our students will be many heartbroken, Mr. Raka."

"Not only the students of the women lecturers must also be heartbroken, let alone Miss Nadila." The words of Raka's friends welcomed our arrival.

"You're Azkia, right?" Ask one of my guiding lecturers when KKN first.

"Yes, sir."

"Well, you don't think I'm wrong, you were the one in Raka's samperin when KKN?"

"Yes psk."

"How are you, instead of you used to be a pretty bad accident huh. Even a few days in a coma."

"Allhamdullilah is well sir."

"Let's get changed" Raka said.

"It's very accurate Raka sir !" Joked them all together with their crisp laughs.

"Don't listen to them, they're just kidding. I'm staying in the dressing room first!" Said Raka in ahkiri with a small kiss on my head.

"Then I see a lot of people." I said, looking around, afraid that someone might see us. Raka the suspect just smiled faintly leaving me.

I walked to the audience bench to find a seat, while regulating my uncontrolled heartbeat due to Raka's kiss on my head.

I chose at the top of the audience stands, because the front was already filled by female students. While in the middle of several male students and lecturers. Even though I don't know their names, I know their faces enough.

"I was in the parking lot saw Mr. Raka get off the bike by holding a woman Lo." Said the student sitting on my bench, they had no idea what they were talking about was behind him.

"Aren't you pretty ?"

Old question ?

"Don't look so the helmet is off, same Mr. Raka directly put on the hat."

"Lo see ?"

"Hehe's not just a horror of children's gossip. But let's just see the hat is white, that's what I hear." The two of them stood up and looked around, spontaneously taking off Raka's hat and putting it in my bag.

"Eh that look at the bottom stands there are those who wear white hats !"

"But there are 3, the campus idol, Madam Nadila and the BEM secretary. Who's that?"

"How about we make a bet!"

"What order?"

"I held onto Madam Nadila, because the topic she was wearing looked ORI."

"I hold the BEM secretary, because Mr. Raka is the one who likes to hold."

"How about we find another one for fun." Say one of them and then look.

"Wouldn't you take a bet?"

"What order?" I pretend I don't know.

"Who among the women in white hats who sit on the bench in front of the girlfriend Mr Raka ?"

"I choose not to be among the three of them ?" I replied casually while watching the three of them.

"Why ?" Ask them simultaneously.

Because I'm with your Raka sir.

"Because I think personally if they were a couple, Raka sir, they wouldn't be sitting in front."

"Why is that, instead of sitting in front more clearly being able to see the player."

"I'm just guessing we'll see, then the players have filled the field." I diverted the conversation between the three of them.

The match was very exciting and both pursued each other's values. I saw Raka once in a while at rest looking at me, and it was a success to make the 2 students in front of me hysterical.

"No loss we're sitting on the backseat."

"Yes I also think so see mas Aldo, mas Krishna, mr. Raka and Ikbal sir often look at us."

I could only smile at the words of the three of them, until the futsal match was over. Raka and his team won narrowly, having fought hard. Many of the spectators who took to the field were asking for a photo together, or just congratulate the victory.

I kept sitting looking at Raka who was in almost a few of her colleagues and students. "How will you know who the winner is ?"

"Yes yes how, everything approached and even they also photograph the two in turn."

I just smile thinly, on the other hand I am proud to have a husband who is the target of many women. But on the other hand I also worry that Raka easily tempted them.

"Let's get it all down !" My words while walking down while looking at Raka have begun to decrease who approached her.

"Good luck with your hard work."

"Thank you dear." Raka said while pulling my hand that intends to extend out, until our bodies are attached.

"Mas, I want to congratulate you!" I was annoyed when Raka suddenly kissed the top of my hair.

"The cook with the others is just a handshake" whispered Raka. It made me notice right around it as if they were all looking at me. Even as I pulled my way out, I noticed that there were some people taking pictures of us.

"Our eyes are the center of attention !"

"There's nothing, hopefully this way there's no one to hook the mas anymore."

"You're disturbed how ?"

"Someone likes to seduce me and seduce me."

"What a mas!"

"Take care of your husband!"

"You're not an item or a toy you're a human being with feelings. You'll survive if you're comfortable and leave if you're uncomfortable."

"Then make me comfortable" whispered Raka.

"I'll make you comfortable after you can also make me comfortable." I said as I walked in discomfort. Uncomfortable to see a lot of people, uncomfortable with our position sticking together. It is not a matter of Raka's body smelling sweat, but the gazes of the women who are ready to pounce on me.