My Future Husband's

A Promise

Febri awakens, surprised to find himself in Arkan's arms. His cheeks met imagining what he had done last night. She hugged Arkan very tightly even crying inside the man's arms. He was angry at Arkan. But the effect of Alwan's remarks last night made him sad.

He did not expect that Arkan would not give up on his apology. Actually his heart was already broken but his ego still made him endure to not forgive Arkan that easily. He just wanted to give a little deterrent effect. So that Arkan would listen to his words.

He saw Arkan's face. His hand involuntarily moved stroking Arkan's jaw. The man is still handsome despite his old age. Honestly she was tired of playing as if she did not care about her husband but she just wanted to vent her jealousy.

When his fingers touched Arkan's lips. He remembered the lips that used to kiss him. He missed those moments. Where they kiss each other full of love. But suddenly Arkan's eyes opened, looking at him fixedly. He was shocked when he wanted to pull his hand Arkan first grasped it.

"Admiring good looks dear husband." Said Arkan in a hoarse tone.

Febri eighth, he's trying to normalize his heart rate right now.

"Not really."

"If not, dear dad. It's no sin."

"PD." after saying that Febri turned his back on Arkan. While the man chuckled at Febri's behavior. With a single jolt he pulled the woman's body tightly around him. Arkan grabbed the woman from behind.

Febri gulped nervously. It's been a long time since they've been like this. He should have rebelled and let go but foolishly he let himself into this man's arms.

"Don't be proud to miss it." whispered Arkan, whispering it in Febri's ear. Just now he wanted to inhale the scent of his wife suddenly his stomach felt nauseous. Goddamnit! Arkan cursed for the umpteenth time. Why should he feel things like this. At times like this. Arkan got up while covering his mouth holding back the vomit.

"Mas why?" Febri asked to see Arkan heading for the bathroom. He frowned at the sight of the nauseating Arkan. Is her husband sick? He remembered something he rarely nausea now.

There was the sound of tap water being turned off. Arkan's face looks very pale. Febri approached with worry. He wanted to see Arkan that way.

"Not knowing, baby. Lately mas often nausea already like a pregnant person. You're not really pregnant?" Febri is bogged down by Arkan's last question. She did not want to tell me about her pregnancy.

"Why are you quiet, baby?"

"Want to have some warm tea?" Febri tries to distract. She doesn't want to talk about pregnancy anymore. He will tell Arkan and give the man a surprise.

"Mas already eaten?" febri asked, remembering Arkan last night accompanied him when he cried, for sure the man would not have time to eat.

"Not yet."

"Febri make boiled noodles packages of eggs want?"

Arkan nodded happily. After putting the tea away, Febri turned on the stove to make boiled noodles.

A few minutes later Febri came with the noodles. Arkan thought for a moment suddenly an idea popped into his head. Arkan massaged his temple, he looked at Febri sayu as if he was sick. But he was a bit better. But he wanted to feed Febri. He wants to hang out with his wife.

"Mas still hurts?" Arkan nodded answering that.

"Febri bribe yes. I think I'm dizzy because I didn't eat last night." Febri approached his chair next to Arkan. It's spooning noodles into Arkan's mouth. The man happily accepted Febri's bribe. He loves to hang out with his beautiful wife.

"What a laper bag?" Febri's question saw Arkan quickly finish his chewing.

Then Febri was fed again. After a few spoons, Febri saw the leftovers stuck to the corner of Arkan's lips. Febri smiled seeing that. Arkan is like a child. His hands moved to clean up the dirt.

It made Arkan stare. He fell silent to find Febri painstakingly cleaning the stains on his face with a smile that was so fluffy. He remembered the old times.

"Mas why dumbass?" ask Febri.

"You're beautiful." Said Arkan suddenly it made Febri meet. He didn't expect Arkan to say that.

"Now you can kiss me?" Febri's heart pounded hearing that. He didn't expect Arkan to say such things. He stared at Arkan. He is confused as to what to do. I don't know who started their lips already adrift with each other channeling longing.

Arkan kissing Febri doesn't care about the woman's surprise. Even the sound of a falling spoon echoing on the floor. Febri dropped his spoon because of the kiss. He just kept enjoying. It felt like a long time ago, and now the feeling of longing was treated.