Married To An Ex

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Deon's eyes widened, he was surprised by the word 'married'. Am I being betrothed? Inner Deon guessed.

“Wait a minute, meaning— I will marry the woman named Runa?” ask Deon.

“Did you also forget about Runa?” the middle-aged man asked back.

“I...,”

“How could Deon forget about it. A beautiful girl like Runa couldn't possibly be easy to escape from this child's memories. Moreover, we used to know that Deon really admired Runa. He even whined because he did not want to be moved home by Runa. Right, Deon?” description of the father.

Deon looked up, he did not know that his father was good at making up stories. Deon had no memory of the woman named Runa. In Deon's mind, when discussing about the woman he admired, then there was only a shadow of Risa, there was no other woman in his head besides Risa.

“It looks like Deon is too tired to just come home from London. Then take a break, maybe it can reduce your confusion. You look very confused by this situation,” said the middle-aged man.

Deon was silent, but then he bowed his head respectfully, “Then I'm sorry,” said that he immediately stepped into his room.

***

“Let's eat a little, darling,” said Juna who still persuaded Risa to want to eat the porridge.

“I don't like porridge, Juna. Let alone hospital porridge, it feels tasteless,” rejects Risa with an attitude of begging her.

“Although tasteless but plenty of nutrition, dear. So you have to eat this,” reply Juna.

“I want to eat porridge. But not this porridge,” bargain Risa.

Juna sighed, then put the porridge on the nightstand, “Terus you want to eat what porridge?” ask Juna.

Risa was about to answer, but the sound of an open door and the greeting of someone, undo Risa's intention to say.

“Good day,” greet a man with a doctor suit still attached to his tall body.

The man then entered the room.

“Doctor Ali,” says Juna.

The man, who gave his name, smiled faintly, then handed a transparent white plastic bag over to Juna.

“For Risa,” said.

“What is this?” ask Juna.

“Porridge,” replied Doctor Ali while looking at Risa with her warm smile.

“I know it's porridge. But for what?”

“To eat, what else,” said Risa, her eyes looked at the plastic bag full of interest.

Doctor Ali chuckled at hearing that. He then cleared his throat, then said, “Tadi I accidentally thought that Risa would not like the same hospital porridge because it tastes bland. That's why I bought him this porridge in the hospital cafeteria. It may not taste as good as your cooking, Ris. But not too bad either,”

“Wah, Doctor Ali is the most understanding,” said Risa while seizing the plastic bag that Juna held.

“Juna, can you please put it on a plate or bowl 'no?” risa Pinta.

“Please ask Doctor Ali the most understanding,” reply Juna.

Risa giggled amusedly at the jealous attitude of her husband.

“Aws. Honey, my stomach,” squeals Risa all of a sudden.

Juna immediately looked at him, his face turning into a high-level worry.

“Your stomach why?” the panic.

The next second, Risa's laughter echoed in the corner of the treatment room.

“You're doing me again huh?” sulk Juna, annoyed.

Doctor Ali held back his laughter looking at the two men's behavior. Juna, jealous of his wife, saw her for the first time.

“I think I should go now. Risa, get well soon. And be patient, may God quickly give his successor,” said Doctor Ali.

Risa nodded, a thin smile was engraved, “Thank you, Kak Ali.” Her speech.

Doctor Ali nodded her head as she returned Risa's smile, then she left the treatment room.

“Other times do not throw a smile to another man, other than your biological family,” sewot Juna.

Risa looked at her husband, “Smiling is worship, darling,” Risa said.

“But I don't like to see you smile like that to another man,” Juna.

Risa sighed, then focused on opening the plastic bag containing the bowl of porridge carefully.

“You're jealous?” ask Risa.

“Need to be asked again?” Juna's upset.

Risa held back her smile, the woman suddenly rubbed her husband's face gently. However, a moment later he pinched Juna's cheek.

Juna grimaced, felt his cheeks slightly throbbing, “Sick, Honey,” lamented Juna, wanted to be angry even he could not afford.

“You are funny anyway,” replied Risa with her anxious smile.

“Yes, I know, but you don't have to pull my cheek all 'right?”

“Eh, can not protest yes,” firmly Risa.

Juna snorted, he held back his frustration. The man then helped his wife move the porridge that Doctor Ali brought to the melamine bowl available.

NOTE :

Don't forget to stop by the author novel on the yellow platform (novel&me) “My Secret Husband” by Tianse Prln.