Love Wrong Target

Chapter 61 Attention Namira

Namira drags Rafka's hand out of Alena's nursery. Surprisingly the man just complied, following where Namira's feet went. Like a cat who obeys its master.

The couple arrived at the hospital park, where Namira said it was appropriate to talk about what is important today.

He just reasoned that his sister-in-law would go to the cafeteria. According to him, the place is not suitable for chatting, because the atmosphere is too crowded and many people in it.

Namira sat on one of the park benches under a shady tree. Rafka did the same.

"Do you have Raf's problem?" namira asked as she looked at the face of the man sitting next to her.

"there's no problem, why are you asking?" rafka said with a confused face.

"you do not realize that from earlier dreamt of continuing to be like a sambet!?" namira said grumbling.

"oh yeah?! I don't feel that way!" elak Rafka won't confess.

"where is there anyone who daydreams when he daydreams?! what the hell are you having trouble with?" Namira kept urging her husband to explain what happened.

"there's no problem Namira" Rafka is forced to lie. There's no way he's telling his wife the truth.

Namira took a deep breath to try to calm down and neutralize the heart. He had to face all this with a clear mind so as not to take the wrong step.

"yes if you don't want to tell a story, I won't make it" Namira gave up in the end. He thought it would be useless to continue to urge Rafka, if he was firm with his stance that did not want to open the mouth.

Rafka did not respond to Namira's remarks. Actually not mean not to respond, but he was confused how to reply Namira.

He was not a man who used to lie to cover things up. But this time he had to do it because he really could not explain everything that happened to Namira.

His feelings are mixed. Between happy because Namira cares for him but also sad because soon he will release the woman who has been enthroned in his heart.

The worry still surrounds him. But he keeps his heart set on keeping his promise to Alvan to let go of Namira because he wants happiness for her. And that happiness he could never give.

Namira hit Rafka hard on the shoulder until the man grimaced in pain from feeling upset with her husband. He felt that Rafka was busy with her own thoughts until she felt neglected.

"don't hit him so hard, Namira? what am I wrong?!" rafka said with a clear face.

"you keep dreaming of his work! new at that time was complaining! So how do they say strong, what's strong?" ceplos Namira without thinking long if his words will provoke the soul of her husband.

Rafka reflexively looks into Namira's eyes and begins to approach his wife. Namira also looked at Rafka, and now their eyes were locked.

"you don't know how strong I am Namira yet, do you want to prove it? Our relationship is legal in the eyes of law and religion, so I have the right to do anything to you Namira" Rafka closer his face, so the distance between them is only about two centimeters.

Fortunately the atmosphere of the garden was not too crowded, and there were large trees covering them from the sight of many people. Otherwise they would have been sanctioned for being accused of making out in public.

For months they have been married, only this time Rafka acts a little vulgar like before. She felt that her husband looked different, not like Rafka whom she had known all along.

Namira's sweat dripped down so hard. He felt his heart beating faster than usual. Her feelings are a little strange. But he himself is difficult to interpret what feelings he felt.

"sorry Namira" said Rafka slowly. He felt that what he did was a mistake. Mistakes he should never have made even though they were a couple.

I don't know why Rafka suddenly did that. He seemed to be carried away by the feeling of being swept away in the charm of a beautiful and graceful woman who was none other than his own wife.

Namira doesn't budge. He didn't dare look Rafka in the face. She kept her head down as if she was reluctant to look into her husband's eyes.

And Rafka was very sorry for what he did. He shouldn't have made the relationship between them so cold like this. Though previously they had a warm chat and talk from heart to heart like a married couple in general.

But Rafka himself has messed things up. He himself made his wife become indifferent again as before, just like when they first met.

"again I'm sorry Namira, I don't mean to be rude to you at all. I just.." Rafka doesn't know how to explain to Namira anymore. He seemed to be suddenly at a loss for words in his brain memory.

"you don't have to ask Rafka, because you're not wrong" Namira took a breath and continued.

"not you, but I'm wrong Raf. I can't be a good wife to you, so I should be the one apologizing" Namira looked at her husband's face for a moment and looked down again.

"no Namira. You're the best, and I'm lucky to have you"

"but I could never fulfill my duty as Raf's wife. Honestly, I feel so guilty about you"

"i never thought that Namira was the perfect wife in my eyes" the line sounded sincere from the bottom of Rafka's heart.

Instead of feeling flattered, Namira even more guilty to hear the words of her husband.

"if you're not happy with me, you can leave me, whenever you want, I can take it with Raf's chest"

*It shouldn't be you talking like that Namira. I'm the one who should say that, because I can't make you happy..

I have taken away your happiness from our marriage..

The wedding you have been expecting from the beginning until now..

I'm quite self-aware, and I don't want to make you tormented anymore Namira..

I will restore your happiness as before, when I have not entered your life and destroyed all your dreams with him..*

Rafka just looked sad without saying a word. It felt like he did not have the guts to express his feelings, feelings that he always held and only he himself knew.