My husband is not the CEO
Fifty One
The sun shines brightly blinding, the weather forecast said all day will be bright with few clouds in most areas of Jakarta. Man begins his day with a new spirit accompanied by a wide smile of the sun. When they are used to the cloud, God gives warmth through the sun. Does God always give more than we ask.
Are we thankful for an amazing day?
Caramel's face looks flushed like a tomato from the reflection of a mirror in the bathroom. Her lips were pale bluish after vomiting 30 minutes ago. Food that has not been fully digested is drained away. Caramel's body was limp, she had never vomited so badly since she was pregnant. As he remembered it only when Rafka was in the hospital. But this time it was worse than that. His trembling legs were unable to stand any longer.
"So it feels like morning sickness, so late, I've been bunting five months." Caramel nagged with a hoarse voice, he sat on the toilet as it was not strong to stand anymore.
"Drink." Rafka approached Caramel with a glass of warm water.
"I'm sorry." Caramel sipped the warm water a little because her mouth tasted bitter. He apologized for dirtying Rafka's work clothes with vomit when soon the husband had to go to work.
Rafka lifts Caramel's body carrying him to bed easily. He had changed his clothes as soon as Caramel threw up.
"You're leaving late, there's a ceremony today, right?"
"How could I leave you in this state." Rafka placed the glass on the nightstand and covered Caramel.
"You'll be punished if you're late."
"But then if there's anything call me right away."
Caramel nodded slowly, "be careful on the way."
"In the refrigerator there is oatmeal, you can eat it if hungry, I've also peeled melons and avocados, it can restore your energy." Rafka rubbed Caramel's hair, in fact he did not have the heart to leave Caramel alone at home but today there was an important meeting in the office. Rafka is also responsible for reporting today's weather forecast to the public. He is in a dilemma as a husband and BMKG.
"You don't have to worry, I'm good."
"Make sure the phone is always near you." Rafka moved Caramel's phone from the dresser to the top of the nightstand so that Caramel could contact her immediately when something happened.
"Thank you, yeah." Caramel smiled faintly.
Rafka looked at Caramel's face fixed, loving gaze as well as worried. He could not imagine what it would be like if Caramel was about to give birth, Rafka could not bear to see his wife in pain.
"I'll go first." Rafka peed Caramel's forehead long enough before he grabbed his briefcase.
"Nyalain tv is not quiet, I don't like."
Before leaving Rafka turns on the television to accompany Caramel who does not like to be lonely. Caramel can not survive in a quiet room, maybe because he is accustomed to long lines of customers at the bank where he works.
Caramel remained alone who forced his body to sleep even though it was not sleepy. It's still morning, Caramel should be out to enjoy the warm morning sun. But he was still limp to just get out of bed.
Caramel's phone rang loudly making the owner who had just closed his eyes forced to wake up. Caramel's outstretched hand fumbled the nightstand and grabbed her phone. Who called him this early in the morning. Without reading the caller's name, Caramel pressed the green phone icon and placed the phone in his ear.
"How, you put the ear well."
Caramel frowned hearing Jane's feisty voice across there. Instead of getting ready to listen to Jane's next sentence, Caramel jutsru kept the phone away from her ear. In a matter of three, Jane will scream. One ... Two ....
"Gue has opened the Caramel Sleepwear pre-order and you want to know, in less than an hour already got five hundred orders!" Not until the count of the three bells Jane has broken through.
Whahuh?
"Seriously you?" Caramel who used to listen to Jane now turned into a spirit.
One week ago Jane was willing to become the admin of the Instagram account of the pajama brand Caramel named Caramel Sleepwear. Yesterday Caramel decided to open a pre-order system after all the careful preparations ranging from tailors, packing to shipping services that are ready to send it to all regions in Indonesia.
Caramel didn't expect much because it was the first time she introduced her brand. But unexpectedly it turns out the order immediately boomed.
"Not wrong see you?" Caramel still can't believe it.
"Seriously, I'm sending you the same data right now." Jane immediately disconnected.
With all the energy that was left, Caramel came down from the bed to walk to the dressing table where he put the laptop.
"Why tremor in my hand?" Caramel muttered alone, her hands trembling not because of the sudden order of a thousand clothes but because the food in her stomach was drained away.
Caramel narrowed her eyes as she read an email from Jane containing yesterday's order data. The number was over five hundred orders, that was beyond Caramel's estimate. This means that the pajama brand is well received by the community.
Caramel's eyes glazed over, he couldn't believe this was happening because it felt like a dream. Maybe this is a dream because Caramel sleeps too early.
Caramel blinked her eyes again fearing if she saw wrong but the figure did not change. Caramel touched her own thumping chest, she cried out inwardly in utter infinite gratitude. God gave more than Caramel asked for. Attempts never betray results.
"Pak Rafka really early in 2021 Indonesia will experience extreme weather?"
Caramel's attention turned to the television screen that was airing the morning news. The television was ignored because Caramel was never interested in any shows there. But hearing the voice of the reporter who mentioned Rafka's name made Caramel curious, indeed the name was not only one in this world, but ....
"According to our analysis at the beginning of the year there will be a lot of rain and thunderstorms in most parts of Indonesia, we appeal to the public to prepare for the beginning of the year and remain cautious." Rafka's voice sounded flat but firm.
Caramel gawked even he moved to sit at the end of the bed to see the television closer.
"Kok Rafka didn't say that he wanted to go on tv!" It's not wrong, it's Rafka. "Geez, how handsome again."
Rafka was supposed to be wearing the same clothes but due to Caramel's vomiting on her, she was forced to change clothes.
Now the camera changed to highlight the line of BMKG officials wearing uniform batik. Among them the figure of Rafka is indeed the most striking, in addition to the batik he wears is not the same as the others, he also has the highest body and strapping. Rafka's handsome face also made the reporters misfocus.
"Why dishoot keeps my husband woy!" Caramel ruffled her hair frustrated at the sight of the camera continuing to aim at Rafka.
"Car, what position is Rafka in BMKG?" Kayla splash.
"Don't know me." Caramel scratched his head confused, he never asked about Rafka's position.
"Gue just saw on tv, geez how can my best friend's husband enter tv!"
"By your lebay." Caramel pretends to sneer when she herself is also surprised to see Rafka appear on the television screen.
"Among many people why he was interviewed by journalists, Rafka must be important."
"Because he's the most handsome of times huh." Caramel started making up stories because he didn't know himself.
"How much is his salary?"
That too Caramel doesn't know. Although they were married, Caramel never asked about Rafka's salary. The most important thing is that Rafka can meet the needs of their lives. Caramel used to think, how much salary a PNS to be able to buy a Kempinski apartment and a BMW car.
"Don't tell me you don't know, if he cheats you won't be caught if you don't know what your husband's salary is."
"That don't want me to fuckin' ya you." Caramel sewot, he has put all his trust in Rafka. It's impossible for Rafka to cheat because Caramel knows all of Rafka's ATM card pins. Rafka's financial problems never disappointed Caramel. Even Rafka always delivers more than Caramel needs.
"Well now it's starting to appear in my FYP, the handsome BMKG official, the mateng dah lu."
Caramel frowned not understanding Kayla's words that sounded like people were chanting. What is mateng?
"Who showed up?"
"Your husband, open your tik tok now." Kayla disconnects.
As ordered by Kayla, Caramel opened her own tik-tok app and checked if Rafka actually showed up there.
"Indonesian Lee Minho?" Caramel's forehead crinkled reading one of the tik tok videos featuring Rafka's figure on television. "The face of Indonesia is what Lee Minho says." He scrunched his mouth. "Netizens can't really see the clear bit directly on the scene."
Anjr*t just found out there are BMKG officials as good as this.
Salfok same mas that blue batik
Marry me mas!
Bismillah dapet Mas her.
So the average content of netizens comments on videos featuring the figure of Rafka. Caramel threw her phone in any direction and covered her head with a pillow. Just now he's got good news from Jane and now he has to be upset because of Rafka. Caramel has taken care of Rafka from ABG children to be willing to spend Sunday night by staying at home. Now Rafka actually appeared on tv and seen all Indonesian residents. Caramel's bucin soul is increasingly overflowing unwillingly if her husband is seen by another woman.
"Try me to sack him." Caramel kicked the blanket in annoyance.
******
Slowly Rafka opened the door, her gaze sweeping across the darkened corners of the room. Tumben Caramel didn't turn on the lights, Rafka thought. He turned on the lights and took off his shoes, the first place he aimed to was the dining table.
Rafka smiled at the empty dining table, which meant that Caramel was not cooking. Rafka always smiles even though there is no food when he comes home from work, if there is food then the smile will be wider. He could understand that because when he left for work this morning, Caramel was in a condition not fit.
"Darling, I'm home." Rafka half-screamed, he put his briefcase on the sofa and opened the door. He saw Caramel sleeping with a blanket thrown to the floor.
"How .... " Rafka sat on the bed checking Caramel's condition. "Have you eaten?" Ask.
Caramel's eyes were so heavy to open, he did not know how long he had fallen asleep after tired of seeing the video tik tok Rafka which is currently going viral. Caramel shook his head slowly, he slept like a fainting man so he didn't feel hungry. Or he did faint, Caramel didn't know.
"Your face is pale, you haven't eaten anything since I left?" Rafka started to panic.
No response from Caramel. Rafka clasped Caramel's hand which also turned pale and cold like ice.
"We need to go to the hospital." Without waiting for long Rafka lifts Caramel's body taking him out. Rafka's heart was racing seeing Caramel's body so weak. Since Caramel was pregnant, she rarely vomited, but when that happened, Caramel was helpless.
Some people looked at Rafka in the corridor to the lobby, their eyes were full of questions about what was happening with the woman who was in Rafka's arms. But Rafka doesn't care about it all, the most important thing is that they get to the hospital soon.
"How do you hear my voice, right?" Rafka installed Caramel's seat belt when he got in the car, he made sure Caramel was still conscious and could hear his voice well.
How dark is it? I don't want to die!
Caramel was inward when he opened his eyes but could not see anything. Caramel was afraid because it had never been like this before. He can hear Rafka's voice but can't see anything.
The white BMW series coupe car owned by Rafka speeding through the streets of Jakarta. He never speeded while driving but Caramel's condition made him behave unusual.
Caramel wants to say something but his tongue feels funny, he wants to apologize for bothering Rafka a lot. Caramel wants to thank Rafka for taking care of her wholeheartedly without complaining even when she nags a lot, Rafka remains silent and patient.
Caramel's eyes were tightly closed as Rafka lifted her body and was greeted by two nurses in front of the ER room, which was located closest to the hospital yard.
I shouldn't have left him home alone today.
Rafka threw his body on the chair of the ER waiting room. Caramel's been treated by a doctor in there. There was nothing Rafka could do but surrender and pray that Caramel could be saved.
Rafka looked down deeply, she covered her face with two hands. His clothes moved up and down in tears, a bad shadow about Caramel constantly approaching his mind. Especially considering that Caramel's entire body turned pale white and cold like there was no blood flowing.
Bumil saucy ya 😍
