My husband is not the CEO

Fifty Four

"Geez I didn't think you were actually resigning, Car!" I've been busy since the first time I came. He still did not expect his friend who had been a workaholic now finally decided to resign early. Meli remembers Caramel once said she would continue to work until her legs could not rest her body again because of a big pregnancy.

Meli and Sani have arranged a meeting with Caramel and Rafka in Ojju. As a farewell, Caramel treat them to various Korean dishes that are currently hits. Although Caramel only came out yesterday from the hospital and doctors advised her to rest at home but she wanted to eat outside with Meli and Sani.

"A Caramel who despite a cold, dizzy voice until lost the work maksa continues now resign tuh I am not ready." Added Sani.

"Eh no need to be more y'all, anyways by resign tuh does not mean I become unemployed." Caramel churned and drank his Lemon Tea, almost draining it while waiting for the main meal to be served.

"Yes I know your business has been successful, hear the first order Caramel Sleepwear translucent a thousand huh?" Meli brought her face closer to Caramel.

Caramel almost choked on Meli's words but Rafka hurriedly stroked her nape deftly, "it's too early to say successful." He shook his hand at Meli.

"Don't drink anymore." Rafka grabs the Lemon Tea Caramel before it runs out.

"Why?" Caramel folded her lower lip as Rafka snatched her drink.

"Will you be full before you eat, haven't we ordered a lot of food?"

Caramel snorted, it could be that Rafka ruined her happiness of drinking Lemon Tea after a few days of drinking only water in the hospital. It was only three days but it felt so long for Caramel that he had to stay in bed all day.

The eyes of the three women who were sitting opposite were glittering as orders came filling the table. Saliva filled their oral cavity seeing pieces of chicken on a frying pan clad in super spicy sauce and mozzarella cheese on top.

After this they will rarely meet because of their respective busyness, they must take advantage of moments like this while they can.

"Fried rice has you?" Caramel shifts the fried rice to near Rafka.

"Yes." Yeah." Rafka nodded.

Wherever you eat, Rafka will still be faithful to order rice. It is very reflective of Indonesian citizens who cannot if they do not eat rice. Of course it is inversely proportional to Caramel who likes to try new menus even though he is still a fan of true KFC fried chicken.

"I try first." Rafka prevents Caramel from plucking the chicken on the pan.

"Why try, it's bad."

"Let me eat it." Rafka bit a piece of chicken thigh wrapped in a deep red sauce with a feeling of force. But he had to make sure the food wasn't too spicy for Caramel because the doctor said it wasn't good for his health. "Geez-uhuk!" Rafka immediately coughed as he tasted the chicken, the spicy and hot taste of chili immediately attacked his throat. Why do people love food that even feels painful like this? Rafka snatched the lemon tea proffered by Caramel to relieve the heat in his esophagus.

"You can't eat shit don't try it." Caramel takes over the chicken thigh in Rafka's hand and puts it on the plate.

"You don't eat either, it's too spicy." Rafka said after taking a sip of Caramel's lemon tea.

Meli and Sani were mutually elbowed to see a couple who had the inversely proportional nature. Their smiles were held back because Rafka was so attentive to Caramel.

"Pedes are relative, make you care for me as usual."

"It's spicy." Decisive Rafka, "order another meal."

"Just ask them, the chicken doesn't work, right?" Caramel looks towards Meli and Sani hoping that the two friends can be invited to compromise. Caramel has wanted to eat the spicy chicken ever since she was in the hospital.

"Hm?" Meli stops chewing while being stared at sharply by Rafka. He glanced at Caramel who had a hardened face on him. "Not bad at all." His word.

"You lied." Rafka said quickly, "look at your sweaty forehead it means this food is spicy."

"No, it's because it's so hot in here." Meli flapped her face with her hands, while looking to her right and left dodging Rafka's extremely cold gaze.

"It's not me who wants it, but him." Caramel touches his stomach, a style that always manages to conquer the husband in order to fulfill his wife's wishes. Still in the stomach has been slandered Mama!

"It's one or two pieces not more." Rafka gave up, always giving in to Caramel. Although on certain things he will be very firm without being contested.

"okay!" Caramel is eager to eat chicken with mozzarella cheese melted on it.

Rafka wondered why they ordered the spicy superfood in this sweltering weather. Just look at Rafka's getting hot. Rafka ordered two more drinks for Caramel, knowing that he would have spiciness after eating.

******

"It's a real miss." Caramel closed her eyes inhaling the smell of the apartment that inexplicably made her homesick, a scent that could not be explained in words but always lingered in her mind. Different places have different smells. Sometimes when smelling the same aroma it will bring us to recall memories in the past after settling long enough in ourselves.

"I asked you to eat a piece or two but you ate a lot, you lied to me." Said Rafka who walked a bit behind Caramel.

Caramel suddenly stopped his steps hearing Rafka's words, he thought Rafka would forget about the chicken. After eating they went around Grand Indonesia buying some house necessities and groceries.

"Yes sorry, it's good so I'm a constant." Caramel retreats in Rafka's hand, carrying groceries and food for the night.

"Don't tease me."

"Nothing dong seduces husband himself." Caramel is increasingly attached to Rafka, in terms of tempting he is indeed an expert.

Caramel continued to stick until it reached the corridor to their apartment. Although Rafka was difficult to walk but he let Caramel humiliate him.

"What perfume are you wearing?" Caramel sniffs the scent of Rafka's shirt, as the scent of mint mixes with the scent of the beach and fresh fruits.

"I tried one of the perfumes at the Mall earlier."

"Not bought?" Caramel saw Rafka.

Rafka shook her head, "it's the perfume I wore from Junior High School to High School."

"That's good, I like it." Caramel again inhaled the smell of Rafka's shirt, the more he smelled it the more he felt that the aroma was not foreign to him. Caramel sure had experienced an important moment with regards to this scent, but what? he forget.

"Good day."

"Jiang." Caramel smiled stiffly at the greeting of the woman who looked several years younger than him.

"Know brother, I'm the new resident of the apartment next to brother." He reached out to Caramel.

"Oh." Caramel returned the hand of the woman, just left three days later turned out the next apartment was already inhabited.

"I'm Anna." He said introduce himself.

"Caramel, this is my husband Rafka." Caramel introduces Rafka to Anna.

Rafka just smiled faintly towards Anna—their new neighbor without extending a hand. In addition to having Rafka's hands full of groceries, he is also reluctant to be too familiar with strangers.

"Let's go in, my hands are sore." Tukas Rafka's.

"Come on, I'm Anna first." Caramel threw a friendly smile and passed from before Anna.

Arriving inside the apartment, Caramel immediately threw her body onto the king-size bed in her room. Caramel saw the ceiling of the room for quite a while. I don't know what's interesting about a plavon with 6 lights. Caramel is just taking off the homesickness with her.

"Why does Anna know we live next door to her apartment?" Rafka suddenly enters putting the parcel on the dresser and takes off the shirt she was wearing.

"Hm?" Spontaneous Caramel rose from a sleeping position looking at Rafka who was on her back, she could clearly see the husband's burly back that was soaked in sweat.

"We haven't even met her yet." Rafka said again without looking, he went into the bathroom to put his dirty clothes there.

Caramel went silent to digest Rafka's words, why did he not think until there. According to him it was a natural thing, Anna could have known about herself and Rafka from another neighbor.

"Maybe know from the neighbors here." Caramel said after Rafka returned and walked towards the walk in closet.

"You think so?" Rafka had finished changing her clothes with knee-length shorts and a tee shirt.

"Yes." Yeah." Caramel nodded.

"It may be natural that they only know our names, but it doesn't really make sense that he knew right away when he first saw us." Rafka sat next to Caramel turning on the television.

"Know ah, I don't want to think that anyways she's just a new girl growing up." Caramel was lying down again, after being full he wanted to take a nap while hugging his beloved robot.

Tong!

The bell of the apartment clinked several times to make Caramel re-open his eyes, he immediately got out of bed.

"Who is? you have no food?" Caramel asked Rafka.

"No, do I need to open it?"

"Let me just." Caramel out of the room.

The tiptoed caramel peered out of the door hole to see who was coming. There's no way Jane and Kayla are because they met Caramel this morning at the hospital.

"Anna?" Caramel opens the door after finding out that the person in front of her apartment is Anna with a man.

"I'm sorry to bother you, sis, this is an introductory cake from me, everyone gets it." Anna offers a plate of pandanus balls to Caramel.

"You made it yourself, thank you." Caramel received a green sponge that looks tantalizing.

"Yes, may Brother Caramel like, oh yes this is my husband, Joni, we've only been married two months."

"As far as I'm concerned you must be newlyweds." Caramel shakes hands with Anna's husband. "If so let's go inside, let's talk inside." Take it to Anna and Joni even if she wishes they wouldn't come in. Caramel had imagined sleeping on her soft and spacious mattress, if they visited then her nap time would definitely be cut off. Just talk about it as a good neighbor.

"Oh, can you?" Anna smiled broadly.

"Darling, don't you have to rest?" Rafka appeared from behind Caramel, he looked at the two people in front of him with a look of dislike, he could not hide it. Rafka is the type of person who is honest and frankly, if he does not like it then he will show it blatantly.

Rafka's voice was like a spring in the middle of the desert that was so refreshing Caramel— that it saved Caramel's life from hardship.

"Next time we stop by, sorry to interrupt your time." Anna tried to maintain her smile.

"Sorry Ann, next time we can talk more."

"Yes, brother, I'm the same Joni, excuse me first."

"Thank you once again for the cake." Caramel spread a smile and then closed the door with joy like a child who just got extra pocket money from his parents. He was happy not because he got a cake, but because his plan to take a nap can still be done thanks to the beloved robot.

"You came at the right time." Caramel grinnedly stepped towards the dining table to put down the pandan sponge from Anna.

"You really need to rest, baby." Rafka rubbed the top of Caramel's head as they returned to the room.

"You still want to watch?" Caramel sees Rafka returning to her original position, focusing on the television screen before her.

"Yes." Yeah."

"If I sleep here." Caramel positioned herself sleeping on Rafka's lap.

"What's comfortable like this?"

"Yes." Caramel nodded, "very comfortable."

"Come to sleep."