My husband is not the CEO

Ninety Nine

"Whenever it rains?" Caramel looked up at the rainwater flowing through the precarious. The rain had just subsided last day but tonight he was back to disturb the cold city of Bandung. Caramel was thinking if he was carrying a spare blanket because tonight would definitely be very cold. He does not want to come home from the holidays children are sick because of the cold here.

Caramel covered her head with her hands before running out of the toilet to return to the tent. But only a few steps suddenly the atmosphere became pitch black, Caramel stopped instantly, he should still run as fast as possible so that the rain does not wet it. But his feet could not be moved because as far as the eye could see he only saw black.

Caramel retreated until her body hit one of the pine trees. He clenched his hands to gather courage even if it was in vain. Caramel is fine with rain that will make her clothes wet but not dark. During his stay at Kempinski Caramel he never felt blackouts so he forgot that he was afraid of the dark. But now he was reminded of something terrible.

"Whoever is here please give me some light." Caramel clasped her drenched clothes, her body trembling with cold and fear. He did not want to close his eyes even though he could not see anything at the moment. He was afraid if suddenly there was a ferocious beast pouncing on him. Although it is a very small possibility because this is a tourist spot but when afraid he so think of things that do not make sense.

"Lion don't eat me, the meat is not good I swear, I like to eat junk food because." Caramel looked up at the sky as dark as the earth. Whether they work together to work on it, but who Caramel can make heaven and earth must work together to do so. Caramel is only a mother of two children and a wife who always asks her husband for various things.

From a distance Caramel saw a light that was slowly approaching, though faintly he could see that it was Rafka. Caramel smiled at her terrible cries, Rafka will always be a lantern in the dark for Caramel. Rafka has not changed at all since a dozen years ago when he helped Caramel carry a candle amid his fear of the dark. Even now, Rafka brings light to Caramel as he did before.

"Sorry I'm old." Rafka's voice faintly rang out in the rain, he shielded Caramel under the umbrella in his hand.

"I'm afraid you're not coming." Caramel slips into Rafka's arms. Caramel stared at Rafka's face desperately wanting to record each of these moments in her memory. He will not repeat the same mistake of not paying attention to the face of someone who has helped him first. This time Caramel will remember that Rafka has always been his savior under any circumstances.

Rafka wrapped Caramel's body in a thick jacket that he was wearing, "it turns out something like this happens too." Mumbled.

Caramel buried her face in Rafka's field chest. Rafka remembers when Caramel bought this thick, almost knee-length jacket for her, the reason being that Caramel had seen scenes of Korean dramas where her guy hugged and wrapped his partner in a jacket he was wearing. And now Rafka does that to Caramel. Rafka thought such an incident would not happen to them.

"Let's go back, your clothes are wet."

They returned to the tent using lighting from Rafka's cell phone flash. This rain reminds them of when they camped here 5 years ago. The rain always welcomes them.

"Mama okay?" Binar got up from her seat as soon as she saw her mom and dad coming, "mama's clothes are wet."

"Its okay, baby." Caramel smiled faintly, through the dim light he could see the worried expressions of Narel and Binar that made him touched.

"We can't dry your hair with a hair dryer because the electricity goes out completely, Pine Hill said it will try to recover electricity quickly." Rafka gives Caramel a towel to dry his hair.

Caramel changed his wet clothes before continuing to dry his hair, hopefully he did not catch a cold because his hair could not immediately dry. In addition to not being able to live without KFC, Caramel also has a close relationship with hair dryers because if not immediately dry the hair he can catch a cold. Say Caramel lebay.

"Are you afraid of the dark?" Caramel asked the twins.

"No, there's Mama and Papa." Narel replied, after all this cannot be said to be dark because there is illumination from emergency lights.

"If so now let's go to sleep already malem." Rafka arrange pillows and roll out a thicker base so they are more comfortable to sleep on.

Narel and Binar were in the middle position flanked by their papa mama. The rumbling sound of rain hitting the tent sounded like music made their eyes so heavy they wanted to be shut down immediately. They won't get that kind of atmosphere in the apartment. Even if Caramel's sleeplessness deliberately played the sounds of rain, now he got it naturally.

When the children are already asleep, Rafka wakes up from a sleeping position to move to the side of Caramel.

"Why what?" Caramel's whisper, surprised by Rafka, is almost to the dream world if Rafka does not embrace her from behind.

"You sleep near you." Rafka whispered. "You're cold, aren't you?"

"Yes." Yeah." Caramel's chest rumbled to feel Rafka's warm embrace. Wait a minute this has been years away but Caramel still feels the same vibe as if this was the first time they slept together. Caramel wondered if Rafka felt the same way, but she never asked because it sounded strange if it was spoken.

"Hopefully the water does not seep from below."

"It won't be because you're an expert at making tents."

Rafka tightened her arms and kissed Caramel's forehead before closing her eyes.

******

The smell of nose-piercing coffee is forced to pull Caramel into the real world after an adventure in his strange dream. Last night Caramel dreamed of being trapped in the middle of a forest and being helped by a beautiful little fairy who gave him a way out. Maybe it's because Caramel got caught in the dark and rain last night that made it a nightmare.

Who makes coffee?

Caramel's eyes feel very heavy to open even though the aroma of coffee is so tempting. His body aches after traveling far from Jakarta here.

Faintly Caramel saw sunlight barging in through the slightly open zipper of the tent. Where are Rafka and the kids? what time is it?

Caramel forced her body to wake up because Narel and Binar were not there. He opened the tent cover, his eyes narrowed because the sunlight was so bright on his face.

Caramel is relieved to see Narel and Binar running after Zico with Kiara and Riko. The sights that must first be seen after waking up other than Rafka are Narel and Binar. Since they had started sleeping in their own rooms since the age of 3, the first thing Caramel did when getting out of bed was to go to their room.

"Pucet your very face is like an abis opname."

Caramel looked up at Jane's voice that suddenly appeared nearby.

"Eat yuk, I cook instant noodles."

Caramel turned the eyeballs, "if my mother said, make instant noodles that can not be called cooking." Caramel sounds raspy typical of people waking up. He came out of the tent stepping with Jane towards the pedestal that had been held in front there.

"You never cook dong."

"Look, I cook every day."

"Don't believe I let alone ART you pinter cook."

Caramel just chuckled, he turned to look at the water faucet to wash his face maybe there was a dry ile on his face that would disturb the view.

"Gue is lucky to have ART pinter cook like Mbak Yun, my load is lighter." Caramel chases Jane after a brief face wash in less than 10 seconds, which is important her face is wet.

"So you think cooking is a burden?"

"It's so burden Jane, know myself I make instant noodles aja less mateng, but fortunately Rafka accept me as is."

Caramel is not wrong to mention that serving instant noodles can not be called cooking because it turns out Jane makes instant noodles in the cup. That means Jane just put hot water into the noodle cup, absolutely can not be called cooking.

"Wake up?" Rafka comes with wet face and hair.

"You shower?" Caramel sees Rafka has changed clothes.

"Yes." Yeah."

"Will gini you take a shower?" Caramel can't believe Rafka took a cold shower this early at 16 degrees.

"It's not so cold."

Caramel pulls Rafka's hand to sit on the carpet joining the others. Children who had run here and there also sat sweetly waiting for their food.

Jane had ordered a sandwich and milk chocolate for the children's breakfast. While parents eat instant noodles that are easy to make because actually among the three friends it is only Kayla who is most surgical in the kitchen to make cakes instead of cooking.

"Mom later I'm the same Narel can take a swing there, right?" Binar pointed towards the left which seemed to be quite far away from here.

"Where?" Caramel remembers where there's a swing around here.

"Aunty there's a swing at the same slide, deket cafe." Zico explained.

"Have you got permission yet from Mama Papa?" Caramel saw Zico.

"Udah." Zico nodded.

"Yes, I'm fine, but finish the sandwich first."

"Yeah!" Narel and Binar cheered happily, they devoured a sandwich filled with meat and sausages with vigor.

"Hot watch." Rafka offers a cup of noodles to Caramel.

"What did you eat? I'm just going to eat rice."

"It's okay I eat noodles." Rafka is trained enough to eat noodles so it does not matter if you eat them once in a while.

"Pucet very much your face, Car." Kayla said the same sentence to Caramel.

"Lu's the second person to say that." It seemed that now that Caramel needed a mirror out of curiosity on her face, was it that pale?

Rafka thrusts her phone at Caramel as if she understands what she needs. Look, Rafka is the most sensitive husband in Jakarta.

"Are you okay?" Rafka touched Caramel's forehead but because he was holding a hot cup of noodles he could not feel whether Caramel's forehead was warm or cold.

"Maybe because you don't use liptint with powder."

Rafka nods, hoping Caramel doesn't get sick from last night's rain.

They enjoy an instant noodle breakfast that is still hot with warm tea. The plan after this they will tour around the Pine Hill area because the weather is quite good.

"To the toilet." Caramel put down the new noodles a little he ate and went to run to the toilet because there was something urgent from his stomach. Certainly not the flying butterfly that girls like to say when describing the feeling of love.

As soon as he reached the toilet Caramel immediately vomited all of his stomach contents nonstop until his mouth felt bitter. Apparently they were the ones who were urging Caramel.

Caramel had guessed that this would happen because there was no way he wouldn't catch a cold after last night's rain.

"It's a waste of pop noodles." Caramel grumbled, her entrails had drained away. He cleaned his mouth and came out of the toilet.

"Caramel."

Caramel stopped hearing the voice, a voice she had not heard for a long time and did not want her to hear at any time. Why is there that sound again.

Caramel was stunned to see Rama standing not far from him. No-no it's definitely not Rama. Caramel was about to retreat but just like last night her legs were nailed and unable to move. The face makes Caramel remember the incident 6 years ago when Rama broke into his apartment. How dare Rama appear before Caramel again after what he did first.

Caramel's body trembled out of steam after vomiting just now plus the scene as Rama molested her re-spun like a broken cassette on her head.

"Why are you here?" Caramel's voice barely came out.

"I'm out of jail and living here."

Caramel nodded stiffly, should they have never met again since in court that time.

"Don't whip it up." Sizzle Caramel when Rama again advanced one step.

"I just want to apologize because at that time I didn't want to say sorry to you, I'm really sorry, I'm really sorry, after this I promise I won't show up again in front of you as long as you're sorry for me."

Caramel smiled wryly, for what he apologized to Rama. That mistake does not deserve his forgiveness.

"okay." Caramel nodded despite his heart saying no but he had to let Rama get an apology from him if it could make Rama satisfied and stop following him like he used to.

"You sick?"

Caramel was about to reply but he heard the voice of Binar calling out to him, he turned his head to the left and saw Binar running towards him.

"Nobody's talking about it, I'm leaving first, I hope we never see each other again even if we don't accidentally meet me please act as if we don't know each other."