My Future Husband's

One Kind (Sean)

"Mas," call Febri soft.

"Hem." Answer Arkan without taking his eyes off the laptop he is using. He is entering the values of his students.

"Mas." Febri called again in a rather loud voice.

"Hem."

Febri scowled angrily at Arkan's response which did not consider him to exist. The man was busy with his work

"Mas Arkan." call Febri in a bitter tone.

"Yes dear." Arkan put his laptop on the desk, then walked over to the bedridden Febri. Arkann kissed his wife's forehead gently, his lips curling into a smile.

Febri looked at Arkan, his lips pursed. He did not accept Arkan's treatment. The man ignored Febri's gaze, his hands pinched gently on his wife's pursed lips.

"Mass aappa-aapaan sissh lleppass nggaaakkk" Febri spoke as he tried to remove his lips from Arkan.

Arkan giggled instead of letting go he kissed the lips over and over again. Febri was surprised to get the kiss, her eyes glaring at her husband.

"Mas Ar" Febri pulls Arkann's hand, to escape his lips.

Arkan laughed out loud at his wife's expression, "What's my dear."

"I'm going out. The bosses here continue"

Arkann was silent, he looked at his wife glaring. He did not like the words of Febri that one, his wife was not healed and he was afraid of anything happening.

"Can't." Arkan firmly said that.

"Why?"

"Because you're sick again."

"But, I'm bored in the room all the time. I'm going out" Febri straightened his back, as he moved his legs. His feet felt dead could not be moved. Maybe the effect of Febri's inner accident. The girl looked at Arkan asking for help to help him stand up.

Arkan touched Febri's shoulder and then he put it on the bed slowly.

"You're still sick, baby, I don't want you to do anything. You better get some sleep" Arkan said.

"But, I'm going out."

"Alright, but in a wheelchair." Febri.

"I want to walk along the road." continued Febri.

"Then you better sleep."

"Mas, pliss I just want to take a walk. Anyway my feet are fine." Febri pleaded with a face turned toward Arkan. He was bored inside.

"Once I say I can't, I can't" bans Arkan out loud. He didn't want Febri why.

"Why mas? Why did we ban Febri" Febri said in a soft voice.

"You don't know how worried you are, you're just afraid that what the doctor says is coming true. Mas ngak want you to lose your legs, mas ngak want you paralyzed, please meye-" said Arkan cut by Febri when he knew that fact.

"Lost legs? Paralyzed? So Febri's legs are paralyzed mas." Febri looked at Arkan grudgingly, then he looked at his two feet that were hard to move.

"So all this time I hid the fact that Febri was paralyzed." Febri said between upset, sad and angry.

"It's not so dear." Arkan hasn't explained until it's done. He cursed himself. So stupid of him. If this is how he can try.

"So Febri won't be able to walk like he used to." Febri's tears came down, he could not imagine how his life would be without his legs. What would he be able to do? Except depending on her husband Arkan. And in the end its existence only became a shame in Arkan life.

Febri was crying. He kept his body away from the husband, Febri's hand clutched his mouth in disbelief.

"In addition to being paralyzed what other facts are you hiding?" Febri looked at Arkan asking for an answer. There are many things that the man is hiding.