My Husband Is - Cuek

Departure

Not really, six days have passed.

My hand shook as I held the license that was addressed to the guardian I was holding. I have read it ten times. I almost memorized every sentence even the words in it. Especially after hearing Rey's car get into the garage. I think these knees are limp without bones.

The paper I was holding was even a little crumpled because it stopped by my hands too often. This heart rate goes up when I hear Rey knock on the door. I immediately ran forward and opened the door for her. The paper while I put it in my bedroom bed.

"Home home, Rey?"

"Hem." He stretched his tie while walking into his room.

I handed it over from behind while putting down the briefcase I brought from the front.

"You want coffee, Rey?" ask me a stale base.

"Can. Just a little bit."

Without giving an answer, I walked towards the kitchen and prepared some coffee. Rey always makes her own coffee. I caught him making coffee in the middle of the night when he was overtime completing office tasks.

When I asked why not tell me? He said I don't know his taste. Sure enough when I tried to make coffee for him, Rey only drank a little. Because it's too sweet.

Coffee is done. I walked slowly forward. Rey is in the middle room. Tivi's been on for a while. The cup shook with the tremors in my hand that never went away.

"Rey. Want me a pijitin?"

"Can."

"But there's a condition, yes."

Rey saw.

"You again?"

"Not that." I rushed to run towards the room and picked up this pretty crumpled piece of paper.

With anxiety and fear, I finally gave the paper to Rey. My eyes closed intentionally. Afraid to see Rey's expression as she finished reading.

"Huh." Rey breathed a long enough. He then sipped the coffee that was still hot enough slowly, then put the paper on the table.

Rey now looks back at the screen while leaning her back on the sofa.

"Where, Rey?"

"Whatever."

"That's it, ask for your autograph, Rey."

"Where's the questioner."

Luckily, I also brought a pen. Just in case if I win the debate, Rey has to obey my will.

"It."

Rey signed the letter confidently without saying anything.

"So, can you, Rey?" many wonder.

"I told you whatever. If I forbid you, you'll go too."

Rey looked at me who was still standing right next to her. It's beyond a doubt. I was trembling in fear when he wouldn't allow it. It only took a few minutes to get his autograph.

"Aren't you worried about me Rey?" I was the one who felt bad about him.

"Where might I not worry about you going with Rian. That rich and cool widower."

"But, right, the rame-rame." I tried to convince him that he would no longer feel anxious.

My husband's chest seemed to move a sign that he was breathing.

"You're an adult. I want to give you trust. You also know what is good and what is not good. That's if you really want me."

For a few minutes now, I was swept away by Rey's words. Yeah, correct. I'm an adult, I can show Rey that I'm responsible. Although this signature is proof that he agrees, but actually, Rey wants to see how responsible I am.

The burden I carry is now quite heavy. I have to keep the trust my husband gives me.

There is no real sense of happiness. Is it possible that everything I do is a mistake?

"Thank you, Rey. You let me go. As much as I can keep your trust."

Rey patted the sofa next to her to signal me to sit there.

"She wants some pijitin?"

"Hem, yes."

"But, before you go, I ask for my right first, yes."

I poked my index finger in Rey's side belly to the point of surprise.

"Why should I get permission?" We laughed together.

Soon, Rey and I walked into my room and locked the door.

**

At four in the morning I woke up. I put some clothes in a small suitcase. Don't forget some office supplies. There are also toiletries and small meals.

"Are you busy?" ask Rey. He was still slightly closed while hugging a bolster pillow.

"Yes. If it is not removed from now, someone will forget."

"What time's it going?"

"Nine hours."

Just when I finished preparing some equipment, the dawn of azan also reverberated. I immediately took the ablution water and and carried out two rakaats. Because after I woke up I took a shower first.

"Rey. Wakes up. Shower and pray." I patted her smooth cheek slowly.

Those beautiful eyes moved slightly accompanied by a frown on his forehead.

"Wake up, Rey."

Feeling ignored, I got out of bed to go to the kitchen to prepare breakfast. Suddenly my hand was pulled hard enough that I fell on my husband.

"awake. The sun wants to look."

Rey smiled a little. Seeing this rare occurrence, I really felt happy. Plus I saw it from a very close distance. Feeling anxious, I kissed Rey repeatedly until she was disturbed.

"Wake up." My hand reached into the blanket and tickled his stomach. Rey, who was furious, finally woke up. But he was not angry at my behavior.

**

Tin... Tin...

Rey's car horn repeatedly rang. This makes me more nervous. I don't know what I'm doing so I'm still losing fast with him. Even though I woke up earlier than him.

I ran with a small braid bag hanging on my right shoulder. Soon I got in the car before Rey hit the gas and left me. Yes, although he has never done it.

"Sorry, yeah. I've gone back and forth three times to the toilet because of gerogi."

"We want to play aja gerogi."

"Yes, I've never been alone. Usually it's either Mom or Dad."

Rey smiled thinly.

"You're a real mama's boy."

"Mother's Son."

"Yes that means everywhere the same old man."

I smiled at Rey.

"hey are. I am, a house child. It's not wrong of you to marry me, Rey. Still as bad as you know."

"Hose home, from graduating high school never had a boyfriend."

I gaped and reflexively beat Rey who was driving.

"Eh. It hurts your hands too."

"It's good that you don't date directly in marriage. The millennial boy is now, kroco-kroco is already on a date. Call mom papa, daddy mom. Yeah, so nauseous. We are the ones who married me you. Call a name."

"You're not romantic." I looked over and saw Rey from a short distance away.

"So, you think you're romantic, Rey? Everywhere the first romantic is a guy. Not girls. Watch Asian dramas to understand."

"Make what? Waste of time."

"Yes, make it more experience."

Siiittt's...

The car didn't even feel like it was in front of the gate. I, who was quite chatty, fell silent again as Rey's face turned quite serious. Plus when Rian's car passed us. The atmosphere in the car is getting tense.

"Let's get off" Rey asked. He came down first, followed by me.

Rey opened the trunk of the car where my suitcase was. He pulled the handle of the suitcase and dragged it on the ground. Rey also pulled my hand and we walked into the gate.

"Be careful, yeah." This heart is back. My tears almost fell. Luckily Rey came over and kissed me. Making the sense of unease in this heart become a little calm.

I just realized there was someone in the parking lot yelling when Rey kissed me on the forehead. When I looked around, they were all office friends and Rian was there.

I saw Rey who was also glancing at Rian while walking back to her car. It seems half purposely he did this. But it's okay. My mood is calmer now.

I walked towards the office friends who had gathered. There is also a bus parked there. Dona greeted me enthusiastically.

"Alma, that's your husband, huh?"

"hey are. Yes, the driver kisses." I smile.

"So sweet's. Make sure you see it directly."

Shortly after we talked, the bus left. Joyful hearts color our trip. We sang, had fun, laughed together on the bus.

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