My Husband Is - Cuek

Unsuspected

I walked with doubt this afternoon. Walk the road and then take the bus. Along the way, just think about Rey. Suddenly, doubt struck. Long breaths repeatedly came out of my mouth. Friction of one hand to the other marked that I was very nervous and insecure.

Facing Rey after eight days I left without saying goodbye. What a wicked wife. But, behind it all, I have made a decision. The decisions that will make our lives will be different in the future.

I've arrived in front of the fence. This house eight days ago I still live there. The house eight days ago was filled with happiness. I really didn't expect, eight days later, I'd be standing here. Outside the fence and will no longer live there.

I was greeted by Mr. Joni who was sitting relaxed near the car garage.

"Mom. I'm so glad you're home" said Mr. Joni as he opened the gate for me.

"Mr exists?"

"She, Mom. Just got home from the office."

I reached into the bag and took out a hundred thousand pieces of money. I handed the money over to Mr. Joni.

"This, Sir. There's a little money. You can use it to buy coffee at the stall in front of the alley."

Without a doubt, Mr. Joni then took the money. He looks a little bit sumringah.

"Thank you, Mom."

"What, Bik Ning has gone home?"

"It's been since noon, ma'am. His son is sick. So, he asked for permission to go home sooner," said Mr. Joni.

Very precise timing.

"Sir. Don't go home before I call."

"Ready, Mom."

Joni got out the gate quickly. While I was holding tightly to the sling bag. Walk slowly towards the house.

Tuk.

I stopped knocking on the door. Remember that this house is still my home. I opened the door slowly. It feels so awkward. I walked slowly while looking around. I didn't find Rey.

Creek.

The sound of the door opening. This heart beats very fast. I saw Rey come out of her room. As he got me standing here, he was silent for a moment. We looked at each other.

"Alma, where have you been?" rey asked as she walked quickly towards me.

"Stop, Rey." I told him to stop when he was almost there.

Rey was surprised and stopped her steps.

"I want to talk to you." I sat in the living room.

Still with extraordinary awkwardness. With a heart that is also mixed in taste.

Rey also sat facing me. I slowly opened the bag and took the map.

"I'm here to hand this over." I handed the map to him.

Rey opened the map. His eyes looked a little surprised. While the eye seeds were seen walking to read the contents of the existing writing.

"You just sign. No need to bother coming to court, it will make our divorce hearing go fast."

Rey put the map back. He looks calm.

"Why all of a sudden?" Rey looks at.

"It's not sudden. Isn't your relationship with Vina not sudden?"

He took a long breath.

"When are you going to believe that Vina and I have nothing to do?"

Debate begins.

"Memory of make up and bag purchases. Also lipstick on your collar. Vina also admitted she was bought a ring by her future husband. How are you going to explain that?"

"Purchase note. It's true that I bought her makeup and a bag, even a ring for her. But, on the basis of debt. Vina paid for it."

"How am I going to believe it?"

"You can ask the gold shop employee I went to with Vina. He heard our own conversation."

"Form lipstick. I don't know when it was there. Obviously, on Sunday night I met the guest from Singapore, I did change clothes at the office. The change of shirt is also Vina who prepares."

Is it possible that Vina deliberately did this to ruin our relationship?

"What else are you asking?" ask Rey.

I didn't stop staring at him. Now, these eyes are starting to glaze over. I don't know if what he's saying is truth or a lie.

The rain suddenly fell very hard.

"Then, why did you come home so late that night? Come on, Rey, don't dodge it. All the evidence is clear." I stood holding my bag tightly. Withstanding tears that were about to spill.

"A Singaporean guest invited me to dinner. He also took me to a karaoke place because Sunday night was his last day in Jakarta."

Shit, I forgot to bring an umbrella in the apartment. I have prepared it.

"Alma, wait." Rey chased me and pulled my hand. He then hugged me.

Deg. Deg. Deg.

Should I be happy or sad at this time?

"You don't know how worried I'm waiting for you."

I sobbed in the rain with Rey. Rey then let go of his embrace.

"Do you want to split up? I won't grant it." He tore the map and its contents in front of me. Then, hug me back.

"Yyyyyyyyyy." This sobbing is getting louder.

**

Now I sit on the lip of the bed. This room feels empty. While drying my hair I still saw the corner of this room.

"Hormitory." I scratched the itchy nose.

"It." Rey came in with tea. He also changed clothes.

I took the tea and wrapped the cold palms around the edge of this glass.

Rey sat next to me. He then holds the forehead. The forehead is starting to warm.

"You have a fever" Rey said.

"I'll get you paracetamol" he added.

I just kept quiet while sipping this warm tea. Rey returned to my room with a medicine box. He took and unwrapped the medicine and handed it to me.

"Daddy. Just rained for a while already fever."

"I'll take that paper back to court tomorrow." I'm standing. However, Rey held me back by holding my wrist.

"What evidence are you asking for? I'll prove it to you. Until now, I've never betrayed you" Rey said.

My tears fell back. I'm down. I don't know what to say to Rey. He pulled me back to sit in bed.

"Where do you say you love me, Alma?"

I sobbed while looking down and cupped my palms in my face.

Whatisthis? This wasn't what I expected. I hope Rey is happy and happy to get the divorce papers and sign them. He could be happy with Vina. And I don't have to feel this pain anymore.

Reality is not as expected. Rey hugged me tightly. Makes me unable to refuse.

One box of tissue was almost gone to wipe the water from my face. These eyes felt swollen arena crying repeatedly.

"It." Rey gave me the hijab.

"wear."

I wear that hijab. Previously, Rey told me to wash my face to make it look fresher.

Rey opens her laptop and tucks at it for a bit. Shortly after, there was a voice there.

"Hello Mr's. Reyhan. How are you?" (Hello Mr Reyhan, how are you?).

The face of someone I know. The guy who took a picture with Rey that Sunday night.

"I'm fine, Mr. Feng." (I'm good, Mr. Feng).

"Anything I can help you? Oh, there is Mrs. Reyhan." (So can you help? Oh, there's Mrs Reyhan).

I smile.

"Mrs. When can we sing together again?" (When can we sing together again?).

"Mrs. Reyhan's voice is also good." (Mrs Reyhan's voice is also good).

"What did Rey say?" ask me on the sidelines of their chat.

"You sound good."

"I wish I could hear it myself." (I wish I could hear it myself).

"Yes. When the time comes we will surely meet again." (Yes. When the time comes we will definitely meet again).

"OK. Mr. Rey, I'm quite busy right now. I will contact you next time. When I am in Jakarta. See you next time." (OKAY. Mr. Rey, I'm pretty busy right now. I'll call you next time I'm in Jakarta. See you next time).

After they finished talking, I had already prepared a question for Rey.

How can Rey's business associates judge my voice? We have never met.

Seriate...

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