Married To Chef Jutek

Arjuna (Pov Arjuna)

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After my meeting with Jelita, I became confused about making a choice. Bad luck befalls the woman who once reigned in my heart. Why was he present when my race was already attached to Melati?

I sat down at the desk and looked at our photos first. Since we were in college together. Jelita's a good girl, it's just that when I asked her to wear the hijab, she always said 'Later after we're legal to be a couple I'll wear the hijab' in fact until now, that intention was never fulfilled by him. Even after the accident happened to him.

While Melati? I asked him to take off the hijab in front of me, he refused subtly because we were not muhrim. Then for the reason that I was uncomfortable seeing her wearing a hijab, I married the girl. How could I be afraid of seeing a girl in the hijab? I really like to see the girls who happily close their aura, so InshaAllah they will be looked at and saved from the sight of men who look thirsty when they see sexy girls passing by. I closed my eyes, I'm sure Melati was the right choice. I should forget Juwita or Jelita. It's just the past.

I've been interested in that girl for a long time, only I realized it recently. I was too cool to judge him and annoy him, until the comfort was really there when I was with him. I put a picture of Jelita in the drawer then walked towards the nightstand, took a photo of Melati. Simple girl with a thousand uniqueness. Plain and obedient. I touched her face in the photo and kissed her, and I hugged her in the deck.

I shuffled and walked towards the corner of the room and opened the refrigerator, still looking fresh. I took it and I took it to bed, then took a picture of it with the device. Done, I'll try to eat it, I cut it a little, and touch it ahh. I put it back in the fridge. So did the picture, I put it back on the nightstand.

I had time to kiss her. Honestly, it's because I feel guilty leaving her alone. After that, he did not even come out of the room even after Isha. I just called her, made sure she knew I had a surprise in her room. I put up a little colorful light, his favorite.

That morning for the first time I heard Melati reciting the Holy Quran. His voice was melodious even though there were some tajwid wrong. I taught him a little bit of knowledge about the tajwid that I have. After that I made rice liwet for us breakfast, while busy eating breakfast liwet rice a plate together, the phone vibrated, it was Jelita who called. I walked away from Melati and got her call.

"Yes, hello?"

"Juna, please help me dong. Revi's hot body. I went to the pediatrician, yeah!"

"I can't, Lita. It will be late afternoon, yes! You call the doctor first to go home, or ask for help with ART to the hospital."

"You are the same as me. I'm a kara, Jun in Indo. You know that, right? Papi doesn't exist, Mommy's in America. You were always there for me. Any time I need it, you're always there."

"Yes now everything is different, Lita. I'm married, I have a wife. Our paths are different."

"But I know, the feeling in your heart is still the same for me! Jun, I'm still the Jelita of you! I'm the girl you like." I just kept quiet, I don't know what this feeling was. "I'm just waiting, in 30 minutes you should be here. If there's anything with Revi, I won't forgive you!"

Tut ... Tut ... Tut ....

'Ah!! My head's dizzy'

I squeezed my head, frustrated. Looks like I have to go there, not because of Jelita. More to humanity. I put the device in my pants pocket and went back to Melati.

"Delati, I go first, yes," I said as I thrust my hand. He accepted and kissed the back of my hand.

"Assalamu'alaikum ...," I said.

"Getishalight."

***

Arriving at his house Jelita immediately rushed to hug me. He brought the doctor home.

"Jun, I'm confused who to ask for help. Sorry, yeah!" I took off her arms and led her to sit on the sofa chair.

"Yes, it's okay. What did the doctor say?"

"Symptoms of typhoid, Jun."

"Thank God, not a serious disease. Next time you have to take care of your diet and health. So that the immune system is strong."

The woman just nodded in agreement.

"June. I'd like to ask you a favor, would you?"

"What's? I can't be sure before I hear what you're asking."

"In a minute, Revi's birthday. He asked for a prize in meeting his biological Papa. You want to pretend to be his biological father?"

"You crazy? That way we just give the boy false hope. I never even kissed you, how could I impregnate you?"

"Jun, comeon ... It's just pretend. Just until his birthday."

"What if people think the same thing? What is the view of people towards me? Continuing my career, my relationship with my wife at home? All at stake, Jelita."

He smiles. "Thank you, yeah. Still call me that name. Melita ... " I took a deep breath, then exhaled slowly. "Jun, yes! Please .... Just in front of Revi. I'm not gonna tell anyone about this."

"Why don't you just find her real father?"

"I'll never tell my real father who it is."

"But he has every right to know that when he gets married, his real father will be his guardian."

"I don't want to, period!"

This woman still hasn't changed at all. Being stubborn and not listening to others.

"Yes, I'm going to work first." I was about to stand up but Jelita immediately pulled my hand again. He just kissed my cheek.

"Astaghfirullah .... " I'm cursing and Istighfar. "Juwita, enough! Please, don't be like this!"

"Just kiss the cheek, Jun."

"I'm a married man! You know it. and please protect your attitude!"

"Why? You love me, and forever will be like that."

"Young, Juwita. I beg you, understand my position now .. Everything is different! Different! We're not a pair of teenagers who are in a hangover." I forcibly removed her handrails on the arm, and stepped away just like that.

"Yuna!! I know that being your wife right now is not your type. So don't pretend to care about her feelings. Let her go, and live happily with me!"

I just flicked my hands back without looking back at him. Then get in the car and go to the set.

***

"Emmm, pretty complicated Jun lo problem! On the other hand you pity Revi, his son Juwita. On the other hand, you're afraid that people assume that the issue is true, that you're the biological father of Juwita's son" Dino said.

"Eh, if it's your business to directly test the DNA, just in case something happens." said Mariska.

"Gini, aja. Nothing you help in Juwita to nyenengin his son. He promises only in front of Revi you have to admit that you are his biological father. Later if it leaks or happens something that is not new deh lo DNA test, to prove that it is not your child!" again, Dino gave his proposal.

"Yes, I'll try to talk to Juwita."

"Eh, but you have to be careful. Everyone knows Juwita is the one. In the past, we often ngingetin you to keep him away, but you do not want to be horrified. We are thankful when we know your marriage is off! Yeah, even then you suffered a lot." Connect Mariska.

"You like it, see that his best friend suffers."

"We ingetin lo because we love the same lo. We want him lo it dapet wife who is not only beautiful, but beautiful heart as well. Kayak the Melati .... " Dino nudged my arm with the elbow, flirting. Mariska laughed when she saw the two of us.

"What, anyway!" my murmurs were upset and their laughter broke again.

"Sir, here's a pouch, you," said Gilsa, who suddenly gave me a box of chocolates and a red rose bouquet that I ordered, then picked it up.

"Hem Hem, ciecie." Mariska Temptation.

"Ntar first, it's for Sah's wife what the story is. " continued Dino, no less annoying. I looked at them cynically, then snorted laughing.

"Make my wife, Melati Kusuma."

"Really, yeah. I forgot my way home." They laugh again. I ignored him, stood up and went home.

"Sir, then I'll go home, yes!" pamit Gilsa's.

"Just like me, I'm anther. Than waiting Regi, long."

"No, Mister. I went home with Regi only," he said with a smile and blushing cheeks.

What's wrong with this woman. He is exactly like someone who is in love. I approached her then stood looking at her face.

"Don't tell me as long as I bring my own car, you two get involved in love with the location."

Gilsa remained silent, slipping her hair behind her ear. I laugh, funny.

"Your face has answered everything. Okay, I'll go home first." I opened the door, but turned back to him. "Heyy, it's okay to fall in love with each other, but you have to remember the limits! If there's anything, you're the woman at the disadvantage."

Gilsa did not expect the words that came out of my mouth. He nodded quickly.

"Good, Sir. I'll remember."

"good. Yes, I'm home. Assalamu'alaikum."

"Getishalight." I got into the car and sat behind the wheel. Slowly the car left the parking lot.

***

On the way home, the phone kept on vibrating. It's a call from Juwita. What the hell is this? I had to lift it up. He said he asked to take his car in a workshop that was quite far from home. There is, the reason. I said I was on my way home, but he begged me deeply.

Juwita, happy 6 years parting with me he can do all by himself. Now that he has met me, why did he re-depend on me. All right, if I just drive you to the workshop, I'll do it. I turned towards his house. After he got in my car. Unfortunately in the middle of the road trip jammed as well, so the longer we got there.

***

"Thank you, Jun," he said as I drove him home.

"Yes, equally. I'm going straight home."

"okay." And I passed.

Now that I was at the door, I pressed the bell a few times, as usual, I reached the magrib house. Melati must be performing the Magrib prayer. I decided to sit on a chair with a round table on the terrace of our apartment. I put some chocolate and flowers and then took off my own shoes. Finished, I stood back up pressing the bell a few times. The door opened, he immediately took the back of my hand, kissed it and crouched down to take off my shoes, but not because I took them off first. I smiled, he was silent. Melati left me in the room.

Wh why? What wrong? Well, maybe I better do the Magrib prayer first. When I finished praying, the door to his room was still closed. I was restless waiting for him to open the door. Doesn't she want to have dinner with me?

I'm still downstream at the door of his room. Doubtful, should call him or not. Chocolates and flowers are in your hands. All right, I gotta give you this chocolate and flowers.

Tok....

"Dear, can I come in?"

No sound, is Melati angry? But what's my fault? I knocked on the door and called out his name. The door opened, Melati opened the door, she was wearing a white nightgown. Her hair was in the original loop upwards.

"Can I come in?"

"Please, Sir."

He sat by the side of the bed, close to the head of the bed and I sat beside him.

"I want this love." I gave her chocolates and flowers. He picked it up, still flat-faced saying Thank you.

Silent.

I'm confused what to say.

"Sir, if there's no need please come out, I'm sleepy." He stood up to go to the balcony, but I reflexively pulled his hand until he sat on my lap.

I hugged her body tightly from behind and propped her chin on her shoulder.

"Sir, what are you doing?" he whispered a little.

"Just a second. I just wanted to ask." I whispered into his ear.

"What?"

"I'm just making sure you have the same taste as I do?" Melati closed her eyes, I could feel her nervousness being in an embrace. "I also want to make sure that you want me as much as I want you."

Now the face is deep.

"Say Melati, say .." I whispered softly.

Melati seemed to take a deep breath, I turned towards her. I kissed her ear warmly, which made her slightly turn her face away.