My Adult Man's
Piqued
The shock caused by the brake surge that managed to stop the car, made Handini wake up from a short sleep. His eyes went around telling him that he had fallen asleep in Salsa's car.
The sharp look that Salsa gave him did not scare him, instead he looked back at his best friend.
"You are being invited to talk instead of sleep" Salsa grunted annoyed, inexhaustible with his best friend this one who can quickly fall asleep.
"Speak what? You're like an endless parrot making noises, making my ears hurt" Handini got out of the car after she thanked Jo, her driver Salsa, who drove her home.
"Din, wait" Salsa soon caught up with her best friend who was walking towards her door.
Handini did not stop stopping her steps because she was going to the chair in the terrace of her house.
"What's wrong? " ask Handini who has seen Salsa sitting her body in the chair beside her.
Salsa thought for a moment, her eyes looking up. He wasn't really sure what he was seeing.
"Din, the time I was in the campus was like seeing Radit from a distance" he said seriously.
Handini frowned, not understanding the intent of her best friend talking like that. Then what's the problem? thought.
"Certainly? " ask Handini who is reluctant to respond to the words of her best friend, but she appreciates it as much as possible.
"He looks at you!" this time the tone was getting higher making Handini jerked in shock.
"Yes maybe because she saw me there, so looking at me, wanting to call but a long distance" Salsa confirmed what her friend said, but she was also with him, why is it only seen by Handini.
"But I will walk beside you too"
"You're left behind probably invisible, hahaha" Handini laughed as she stuck out her tongue.
"Ahh right too" Salsa believes it.
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Eyes that have been reddened and shiny and hot now he feels, if this cooking competition will certainly give up.
Unfortunately this is a form of responsibility as a wife who must prepare food for her husband.
Onion is evil, grunts from earlier. Not giving up on ending this onion slicing, instead he was more eager to cook. I hope her husband will love her cooking.
Vegetables he has potongi all, it's time to saute it. Farhan tends to prefer sauteed vegetables over fruited vegetables. There were a lot of things that he only learned after yesterday that the two of them asked each other.
His lips curled up to form a smile. Handini still could not believe that she could marry, and her husband was a person she had never expected before.
The feeling of gratitude and happiness he felt.
But on the other hand, she felt sad too. He could not every day see his parents who were currently living far away from him.
After he finished cooking, he aimed to wash the clothes. Although her husband came home later in the afternoon, he could warm his cooking again.
Arriving in the laundry room, she immediately put some of her clothes and her husband's clothes into the washing machine. Because of the work of the washing machine for a long time, he momentarily laid his body on a long bench in the back of the house.
Tok.
I heard the sound of the door knocking from the outside but did not heed the position of Handini who was lying down. He thought it might be the voice of the next door neighbor. Whoever will visit, her family and her husband are far away even if they will come here first to tell him.
But the longer the sound of door knocking sounded quite loud. With curious steps, Handini walked up to the door of her house. And it was true that the voice came from the door of his house.
Chequek...
"Excuse me deck, I'd like to meet Farhan, is he home now? " The foreign man she had guessed was her age with her husband was now smiling broadly at her.
"Mas Farhan is at work, who are you? " he asked without allowing his guests to enter or just sit in the room. Because Handini was afraid of receiving guests he did not know.
"I'm a friend from the village, already working huh? he just got married, right? if his wife is not home? " he asked kindly to the teenager in front of him at this time, he thought this teenager might be the brother of his friend's wife.
"I'm his wife" Handini murmured in annoyance. The sharp look he gave to the man before him at this moment, no hospitality emanating on his face. But it did not scare the man.
Handini intends to close the door because this man is very impolite he thought.
"Wait not to close first" prevent it while holding the wooden slab.
Handini did not reply, she still showed her disrespect to the man.
"Let's know if your husband comes home later, if Riko's best friend from the village wants to meet him" he immediately turns around without hearing the answer from his friend's wife.
Without lingering any longer, Handini instantly closed the door loudly producing a bang that shocked her own ears.
"Who the hell is a person, just like talking, playing with small children, he thinks marriage is a toy"
Handini set her breath for a moment that felt excited from earlier. Scars of annoyance were seen once on his face.
With quick steps, he walked towards the sink. His hands looked up at the water coming out of the faucet he just turned, then rubbed all over his face. Hoping that his frustration would disappear and also the heat that burned his body receded.
Not intending to blame the man who claimed to be her husband's friend, it was only natural that not knowing that he was Farhan's wife might have been the time of the wedding yesterday did not come.
But the response Handini received when he said he was his wife, with disrespect he spoke like that. It was as if mocking her and her husband marrying a much younger woman.
After pacifying his anger in front of the sink for a moment, he remembered his laundry. He ran to the laundry room.
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Handini did not stop looking at the wall clock which now showed at 16:30. But her husband has not yet returned, she is worried.
She intended to call him, but had not had time to press the green icon on her phone, there was a call coming from her husband's number.
She quickly lifted him up, giving a wide smile even though her husband could not see her.
"Din, mas there is a sudden office event, the possibility of returning home late at night, you do not forget to eat and sleep first, mas bring a spare key kok" Farhan did not greet him first, but he did not, but he immediately said what he wanted to tell his wife.
The sound of a man calling her husband's name made Farhan end his call quickly before Handini let out a single word. The last word he said was good food and rest.
Handini was sitting limp on her king size bed, for some reason she felt tight on her chest. As if he had trouble breathing.
His eyes were now heating up, as if the tightness of his chest was making his entire body numb. Her lips were tightly closed as if it was hard to open.
There was nothing wrong with the words from her husband earlier, her soft words were even clearly heard in her ear. So what makes him feel chest tightness?
This is an office event, not just an event with friends. Not that her husband prefers office events to her, but it is not a matter of choosing who but because all of this is his responsibility as an office employee.
Handini understood that but what he had prepared from this afternoon, would be wasted. She had prepared a meal that her husband would definitely like, but would not be touched at all by it.
If he says he will go home later tonight maybe Handini can still have a chance to invite him to dinner together, but he said late at night he will just go home.
It was not what he was currently instilling into his mind. An idea came to his head. Without lingering he immediately grabbed a few boxes of food to fill with rice and a few other side dishes.
"Please go to the neighbors or beggars around the street" he thought
Although her husband's house is in a housing complex, but this is not elite housing. There are some neighbors who seem to be less financially able. By giving a little food, maybe Handini can add friends here and to establish silahturahmi as well.
After locking the door of the house, he immediately stepped foot towards the neighboring house behind his house. The light blue house paint that has faded a little is now the goal of his feet step closer. With a feeling of awkwardness and shame, Handini started knocking on the door and did not forget to say hello. There was a shrinking sound from within, stopping the door that he had placed on his neighbor's door.
His lips gave a smile when the door was opened. A mother who looks old stands with a confused face.
"Sore ma'am, sorry to interrupt the timing." Handini had not finished speaking but the mother allowed her to enter her house. Make Handini say thank you first before continuing her goal of coming here.
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