Married To An Ex

Small Quarrel

At 11:00 WIB Risa sat in the living room with a wry look. Every now and then the woman was seen staring at the wall clock, and now the long hand of the clock has shown a number that is quite enough to show that it is late at night.

Risa snorted, it was almost late at night but her husband had not yet returned home. Contact is not possible. Whereas this afternoon Juna had promised that the operation would not be long, and after the operation was completed the man would return home as soon as possible.

However, this was beyond Risa's thought. Somehow the woman felt upset when Juna started not to keep his words. Moreover, the man did not contact her at all.

Risa closed her eyes for a moment. Honestly, she was already very sleepy, but because she wanted to wait for her husband to come home, she had to make herself aware.

A few minutes later, the sound of an open door woke Risa from her lucid dream. The woman was awake immediately. She wondered if her husband had gone home?

“Sayang?” The voice instantly made the question in Risa's mind disappear.

Seeing Juna who had come home, Risa then stood up from her seat. The woman stared at her husband intensely as she folded her hands together in front of her chest, the glint of her eyes was very sharp, like a wife waving a declaration of war flag.

“Why you?” juna asked, looking at his wife in wonder.

Then, Risa exhaled her rough breath. With her legs snapped firmly, Risa breezed away, the woman ignored the husband's question, she stepped up the stairs, up the stairs one by one until she reached her room and Juna.

Juna who was confused by his wife's attitude also followed Risa's steps, his feet stepped up the stairs, then he also entered the room.

“Honey,” call Juna after closing their room door. “You angry? Am I wrong with you?”

Risa was silent, the woman was laying her body on the bed, covering her entire body with a thick blanket.

“I'm sorry if there's something wrong with you, you don't come here dong, if there's anything to say, let me know where my fault lies, so I can fix my mistake,” bright Juna.

Risa snorted, the woman then appeared to herself, she sat on the bed while looking at Juna with her faint look.

“So afternoon you promised to go home at what time?” ask Risa.

“Eng ... it ...”

“Tuh 'kan, you even forgot your own words. Indeed yes if a playboy is difficult to believe his nonsense,” sneer Risa.

Juna was stunned, he was increasingly confused by Risa's attitude that changed like this, very sensitive and always looking for her fault.

“Darling, I'm not out to mess around. I work for your livelihood. Besides I'm an adult, already have a wife, why do you still not believe me if I'm loyal to you?” sergeant Juna. As a man and husband, he did not want his pride to be trampled just because of the wife's unfounded accusations.

“Oh, so you mean I'm too much, 'that?” sulk Risa, don't want to lose.

Juna pulled his tie rough, the man seemed to let out his annoyed breath. He was tired, hoping to get a warm welcome from his wife when he came home, but what he got was a war invitation from his wife.

“Risa, I'm tired. You know how many hours I've been in the operating room?” said Juna, “five hours,”. The man then threw his bag at any place while looking at Risa annoyed.

“I hope when I come home to hug you, kiss you, or better pampered with you. But you're kind of like this. What do you think your husband is?!” exciting Juna. Start showing his frustration.

“Now it's up to you. You want to be angry, please. You want to accuse me of this, please. I don't care, I'm tired,”. After that, Juna came out from inside their room. The sound of a loud door slam was a sign that the man was very angry.

Risa stared at the door, her eyes sparkling. Guilt instantly assaulted his heart.

Yeah, it's his fault. Risa shouldn't treat her husband like that. Especially when her husband just got home from work. Risa should have welcomed him well, pampering the man so that his tiredness was gone.

Risa cursed herself, she felt sinful as a wife. All this time Juna has been patient with himself, but he is the one who always complicates things.

...***...

Juna walks into his study with his emotions. He deliberately came out of the room because he did not want to hurt Risa.

Juna then sat down on the chair in the room, his head was throbbing, the man massaged his temple strongly, hoping that the throbbing pain disappeared with his growing tiredness.

When Juna was breathing because of hunting emotions. The door of the room seemed to be opened by someone, it was Risa.

With a face down in fear, Risa walked slowly towards her husband.

“What else is it?” ketus Juna's. “I don't want to fuss with you, Sa. So, I beg of you to go back to the room and sleep. Tonight I will sleep on the living room couch alone,” he said, without looking at his wife in the slightest.

“Sorry,” says Risa.

Juna looked at me. Risa still lowered her head, the woman did not dare to raise her head even if it was just one second.

“Sorry, I was wrong,” said Risa, admitting her mistake.

“I was wrong, I'm sorry,” again with a body that started to shake because of his sobs. “I beg you not to be angry with me,”.

Juna took his breath. Which husband is silent when he sees his wife apologizing and admitting all her mistakes. Juna certainly could not keep quiet.

The man then got up from his seat, he walked over to Risa, cupping the two cheeks of the woman gently.

Visible clear details were unceasingly sliding from those beautiful eyes. Juna was full, now he felt guilty.

With warmth, Juna kissed Risa's forehead, then moved to the woman's nose, then moved again to Risa's two eyes. And lastly, Juna kissed long enough the lips ranum his wife.

“I'm also sorry,” said Juna, after ending his kiss.

Risa nodded, the woman then entered into the warm embrace of her husband, inhaling the aroma that became her candlestick.

Domestic fights are natural, but sometimes small fights can be big if no one from the husband or wife gives up.

Risa's choice to apologize is correct. Their households may become more and more intimately affected by small problems, forging both to further strengthen the grasp of the love bound in the heart.