Married To Chef Jutek

The Ultimate Truth (Pov Arjuna)

The early morning bed was reverberating, I couldn't even sleep all night. I sit up and take ablution, after the dawn prayer alone. After praying I prayed, begging the Owner of the Universe for guidance.

'O Allah, guide me. Actually what happened to my wife, why she did not want to talk even just a little. Forgive me for hurting her heart. Wait for me to never be able to control my emotions if jealousy has penetrated into this heart. Once again forgive me, who has wronged my own wife.' I put my hands on my face and paused for a moment.

Suddenly, I wanted to see him. I'll ask him nicely. Without emotion and anger. I went up and folded the prayer mats, still wearing a sarong, a cocoa shirt and peci I knocked on the door.

Gts ... Gts ... Gts ....

"Dark." I'll apologize for what happened, I've been too hard on him. "Darken!" sounds a little loud. But, why deserted?

I kept trying to knock him back, but there was still no answer. I tried to turn the doorknob and it opened.

"Mel .. a .. ti .... " This room is empty.

Where's she? I rushed in and looked for him, then exited the room and checked every corner of the room, nil. Where's she? Did he leave me?

'Astaghfirullahalazim ... ' I was sitting on the couch, in his room. Then call Gilsa. Unfortunately, he picked up his phone for a long time.

"Hello, Mister." The voice over there. It sounded like he had just woken up from his sleep.

"Go away from home! Hurry up and have people look for him in every corner of the city! Now!"

"But, Mister. Why did the madam escape from the house?"

"The story is long, quickly find him!"

"Ba .. good, sir." Cellphone turned off.

Argh!!! I squeezed his head, then massaged it. Last night I couldn't close my eyes. What if he's lost, what if he's approached a bad guy. I tried calling him. The sound of the phone vibrating on the nightstand, I turned towards the nightstand. He left his phone.

Argh!!! The more dizzy I made it.

I went and took his phone, and he left the credit card I gave him there.

"Astaghfirullah, why leave all this behind?" just pissed.

I walked over to the couch, and looked for clues on his phone. I open all the chat. The name Rega was there. After a long silence, I finally decided to open it.

Monday the 6th Dec

[Assalamu'alaikum, Ma'am. My mom said today if I could come here. Mama wants to cook together.]

The mama? So all this time Melati often met him? I continued reading the message.

Wednesday the 8th Dec

[Sir, Mama said she was very happy today. Ma'am told me a lot about Arjuna today. She felt close to him despite being far apart.]

My eyes were heating up, I was trying to regulate the turmoil within the chest. Suddenly the longing for mama present greeted. Jasmine, so all this time?

Friday the 10th Dec

[Mbak, Mama is very grateful because Mama did not tell everything to Kak Arjuna, the painting was deliberately made for mementos. Painting of two great women, Mama and Ma'am.]

The painting? Where does jasmine keep her paintings? What kind of painting? Why haven't I seen him? I put my cell phone and looked for paintings, in my wardrobe, behind the TV, behind the couch and all over the place, but nothing. And when accidentally my foot stepped on something under the bed. I crouched down, then picked it up, I held the painting leaning against the sofa table.

Seen, a woman wearing a veil, sat down and kissed the hand of a woman sitting in a wheelchair with reverence, and the woman sitting in the chair kissed her head. My heart seems to stop beating, whether, whether the woman sitting in the wheelchair is ... The mama? Why is he in a wheelchair?

Hurry up, I'll get that phone again and find out everything.

Sunday 12 Dec

[Sir, said Mama once again. Please don't ever tell Kak Arjuna about Mama's crippled condition. Mama is afraid Arjuna's sister is worried.]

My heart stopped beating, Melati's phone just fell. I was silent for a long time, thinking, Mama. My throat felt more agonizing, my chest felt full and tight, while my eyes were already filled with glint of glass.

"Mama ... paralyzed?"

I exhaled heavily, my eyes closed and tears fell together. Remember those spicy words I said to Melati last night. Naturally he remained silent, naturally he did not want to talk. My woman, innocent ...

"Astaghfirullah," I said. I approached the painting. The face of two of the most meaningful women in my life in the painting.

'Stupid! You idiot! Stupid fool!'

Without a second thought I stood up and looked for the car keys. I'll find wherever my women go.

***

I've searched every corner of the city, but why can't I find it. Everyone I met showed me his picture and his features, but still they didn't see.

'Where are you, honey?'

I called Gilsa a few times and asked for progress in finding Melati. Still, nil.

'I'm going to, please come back. Forgive a stupid man like me who doubts your loyalty. Even you care about me even if I get angry at you. Accusing you of the non-no.'

The clock shows at 12:00 p.m. I was really tired, I didn't sleep all night, and even my stomach wasn't filled. I put the car in the mosque yard and decided to rest and pray first there.

In the do'a I asked for protection for Melati and also Revi. Also begging for forgiveness because all this time has ignored Mama. I cried when I realized this mistake.

'Please God, find me and my wife. She is a good woman, a good woman. No woman is better than my wife. He's still cold even though I'm hot, he still cares even if I ignore him. Please God, only to you I worship and only to be extinguished I ask for help. Amyn,'

I wipe away the tears and lay down the body of this mosque. Fifteen minutes I lay on Majid, quieting my messed up thoughts. Then head to the restaurant for lunch. Just now the waiter delivered the order The phone vibrated, there was one message from Mr. Gus.

[Sir, Madam is home. Don't worry.]

Without a second thought, I immediately paid the food bill and undo the intention for lunch. I'm heading out to the parking lot. At full speed I headed home. Can't wait to apologize to my lady.

***

Arrive at home at 13:30. Without caring for everyone I went upstairs, towards the room. Up in the empty room there is no Melati, did Mr Gus lie? I ran downstairs to meet everyone. Including Mr. Gus who sent a message.

"Sir, where's Melati?" I was in a hurry when I got in front of him.

Everyone was silent, then turned to look towards a room. In the kitchen I saw Revi on the bench Flowers, on the feeding bribe.

"Pity, Master. Madam was sobbing earlier at dawn. His clothes were all wet from the heavy rain. Her lips turned blue, her jacket was dressed on the boy. We offered him how many meals, he refused. We asked him what was going on, he said it was okay."

Guilt is in my heart.

"If you may know, what is it, sir? Before leaving Madam Dinda and Dewi also persuaded her to eat, but she refused. she said not hungry."

"Where is Aunt Dinda and Dewi?"

"Lack of knowledge, sir. Going both ways, they also originally invited Madam Melati, but again rejected."

I stepped slowly towards the Flower room.I opened carefully the door of the room. It was seen that he fell asleep on the prayer mat still wearing mukena. Sick, sad, disappointed in myself, two drops of tears fell on my cheeks.

I lay by his side. Staring at his tired face, his soul must have been tormented receiving my treatment last night until he decided to leave the house.I touched his face, his eyes opened.

"Master .." he said softly and again closed. "Am I dreaming you're in front of me?" he said softly, more sound rumbling.

"It's real .." I whispered into his ear.

again he opened his eyes. crystal melt began to fall there.

"Master forgive me, really I never meant to lie to you. huhuhuhu." He's fucked. I smiled faintly, feeling guilty.

"Call what?" ask me as gently as possible.

"Sir." I warmed his lips.

"Repeat." I also shed tears.

"Sir." Once again I kissed her sweet, old lips and fondled her warm.

My woman is crying. I took off the kiss and hugged her tightly.

"I'm sorry, honey. Excuse me... "