Married To Chef Jutek

Jealous (Pov Arjuna)

From the morning we have visited several places such as Pura and Candi Lempuyang. After that we went back to the hotel.

If yesterday, I invite Melati to see the sunset on Kuta beach, this afternoon we just walk to the front of the hotel. From here we can also sit and enjoy the beautiful sunset. We were both sitting on a chair with a synthetic rattan hanging swing in a neat row, which was not far from the beach.

We just kept quiet, looking at the vastness of the ocean ahead. When it was getting dark, I took her back to my room. We walked hand in hand, but on the way met with Mariska and Dino.

"Yinoo!!!!" shouted Mariska who immediately rushed to hug.

Seeing this Melati frowned and took off her hand grip. He may not be used to it.

"Hey, there's my wife!" my whisper was full of emphasis on Mariska. Mariska took off her arms, then rebuked my woman.

"Darken, huh? Ehh sorry yes, his brother we did not meet for a long time because the show on TV was finished" he said staring at Melati.

"That's okay, Ma'am," said my woman slightly lowered her head with a smile.

"Hemm hemm! What if we sit there!" invite Dino to point at the longer chair that is not far from us.

I said, Melati's hand and we walked together, then sat down and chatted there. Dino and Mariska were sitting next to us, while I was sitting next to Melati.

"It just so happened to meet you here." I started a chat.

Marian simply smiled, turning her gaze to the beach, not usually.

"You two?" tanyaku and Dino nodded.

"Dead in the same hotel?" again I asked, Dino nodded back. "Don't tell me you guys .. one room?" many doubt.

Melati just listen.

"Jun, we're married know!" mariska said suddenly.

"Seriously??" I can't believe it.

"Occustom to his face!" Mariska rubbed my face with her palm, and Doni snorted, laughing.

"It's not hard!" I glared towards them.

"Wahh, newlyweds, congratulations Ma'am!" jasmine said suddenly while extending a hand.

"Please" said Mariska as she wrestled spoiled on Dino's shoulder and returned my wife's hand.

"We got married secretly, didn't want a scene, but then it was definitely a press conference."

"Quick spending is announced, let's not nimbulin slander. I'm afraid someone will make your news gather kebo," I suggested.

"Leave a marriage certificate! Done, after all, the news-seeking journalist sometimes likes to exaggerate our news, yes, no?"

"The risk of the job is mah!" connect Dino.

"I'll play in your room sometime, yeah! We drink tea with hot chocolate together.itung-itung reunion that."

"You're here too?" Mariska shakes.

"We stayed at The Chedi Club" Dino said.

"Wahh, there's the thrill of getting on a hot air balloon and having dinner with the couple, huh?" many enthusiast.

"Truly! It just so happens that tomorrow night we're going to ride it" Mariska replied.

"Darling, would you like to get on that hot air balloon?" I asked while looking at him and holding his fingers.

"Mas, I'm afraid of heights." Melati refuse.

"Not too high, Mel. Only 50 meters above ground level. Come here, must be exciting." continued Mariska.

"Mas, want to ride that?" tanyanya and I smiled.

"If you don't want to, you don't want to." I rubbed his cheek gently.

"I want to!" said suddenly. The three of us looked at each other and laughed.

Faintly the beduk Magrib resounded.

"Okay, just wait!" reply to them and we pass.

***

Arriving in the lobby, a medium-sized statue, a statue of a woman dancing in full black bali clothes, and a golden crown on her head, the statue stands right in front of this receptionist.

When passing through the hallway to the room, there were various types of paintings hanging, lined up neatly on the walls. All the lights are turned on, so it looks more luxurious this hotel.

Arriving at the room, Melati's face looks moody.

We immediately cleaned ourselves and prepared for prayer, after the prayer was over, Magrib and Isha I tried to ask. He was lying in bed, turning on the TV and watching it. Here there are two TVs, in front of the sofa in the middle room and in front of the mattress.

"Honey, we're out yuk!"

"Cape, Mum!" say it with a flat face. "When do we go home?" ask without a smile.

I fell silent, I just wanted to spend a lot of time with her here before facing Mama and parting ways with the woman I love so much. I don't want to go home, I want to be here, with him.

"The owner is not going home, want the same you continue," I said averted my eyes.

"Mas I'm serious!" he said grab my finger.

"Lusa InshaAllah we go home." Silent." Honey, you were mad?" I asked him to remember he was quiet a lot after the beach.

"No," he said briefly.

Women like that sometimes, their mouth says no but their heart says yes. If you bargain something says it does not want, but the original wants.

"Don't talk about heart. Tell me why are you?" I kissed her hand, my wife turned.

"Mas." He sank to sit. "Are you used to being in the arms of women who are not muhrimnya?"

Hearing her question made me smile, maybe my woman was jealous. The association in my world is indeed very free, let alone hug, some even sleep together without any bond. This phenomenon is common, if I can not take care of myself, I have long lost my way.

"Why?" I went up to the bed and sat right behind him.

Jasmine remained silent, I flicked her long-gathered hair forward, and kissed her nape gently.

"Diem's cigarette?"

"Mas, if you already have a partner, you should take care of his feelings. Who knows her husband was jealous look at you hugging that."

"His husband or my jealous wife, huh?" I took a deep breath while hugging him.

"Mas, I'm serious!" he said with pursed lips, sebal.

"Sorry, yes! Maybe because we have been working together for a long time. So it's like a brother. I'm sorry for that." Melati was silent. "Apardon me?" He seems to think.

"Yes." he said briefly with a smile and his fingers rubbed my face. I leaned back my head while kissing her shoulder warm.

***

Early in the morning, the phone rings. I rubbed my eyes and reached out to grab the phone lying on the nightstand. I looked at whose number was on there.

It's Rega's number. I see the clock still showing at 04:30 in the morning. I lifted.

"Assalamu'alaikum, yes Ga. Why?"

"Waalaikumsalam, this is Mama, son. I'm sorry Mama bothered you so early. Mama bother you don't baby?"

Turns out, Mama, I'm inching to sit on the head of the bed.

"Oh, Mama. Alhamdulillah Mama is good?" ask how he is doing.

"Alhamdulillah, tomorrow we can go home, dear. When are you coming home?"

"Juna was happy to hear this news. Maybe the day after tomorrow if there's no change." Melati woke up, she looked at me, I had not had time to give her cues so that she did not speak, Melati had asked first.

"Mas! Who's on the phone?"

"Darling? whose voice is it?" ask Mama across there.