My husband is not the CEO

Fifty Nine

"Where from?" Rafka saw Caramel coming in with a big smile carrying a white flower that had small leaves on its stem. Caramel put the flower in a clear jar that has been filled with water, it will make the flower fresh longer.

"Alem you are restless sleep so I pesen this flower, he said make sleep more soundly." Caramel saw for a moment the flowers he had ordered made sure that they were beautifully arranged. He did not know if it helped a lot but at least the flowers could make the room look more beautiful.

"What do you think, you don't usually sleep you're restless." Caramel approached Rafka hugging the husband's burly body that always made her comfortable. Believe me since married Caramel so never insomnia again, because there is a life roll that makes him sleep soundly. He woke up several times hungry. Caramel feels her baby is greedy in there for making her mealtimes out of control.

"Somehow, sometimes thinking of uncertain things actually makes us difficult to sleep." Rafka looked down at Caramel's face which looked more beautiful when she just woke up and had not yet taken a shower.

"What's that?" Caramel frowned.

"Because I'm not sure I can't tell you." Rafka ruffles Caramel's hair and steps out of the room.

"Lt!" Caramel was about to protest but Rafka was nowhere to be seen. He guessed what really disturbed Rafka's mind. What because Caramel suddenly changed their baby shower event venue to an apartment that was originally in the hotel.

"Caramel, what are you frying on the frying pan? they're charred!"

Caramel was aghast running towards the kitchen following Rafka. Caramel was frying tempe when there was a delivery courier flowers, he so forgot so fascinated with the flower or on ... Rafka just finished her shower.

"Ahh that's our only tempe!" Caramel screamed at the sight of all the tempeh in the black frying pan.

Rafka held back a smile at the shapeless tempe. When he realized that there was a smell of burning earlier he went straight to the kitchen to turn off the stove. Since this is not the first time so Rafka is not surprised, Caramel also often grilled meat and charred.

"Luckily I've made sauteed cauliflower same bean sprouts, is it okay do we eat the same vegetables?"

"Yes." Yeah." Rafka nodded, whatever it was as long as they didn't skip breakfast.

"I moved the rice first." Caramel moves to open the lid of the magic com to move the rice into a smaller container so that it is easy to bring it to the dining table. "Oh my goodness, Rafka!" Caramel turned to Rafka dramatically.

"Why?" Rafka approaches Caramel out of curiosity what makes Caramel so surprised. Is there anything more amazing than a scorched tempe? maybe rice sauce.

"Cock rice?" Caramel almost cried seeing the mess in the kitchen this morning as a result of her.

"Have you forgotten to press the button?"

It turns out there is something worse than just a scorched tempeh that is rice that never turns into rice because Caramel forgot to press the button menanak on magic com.

"If you have to cook again, you must be late for the office." Caramel scratched his head in frustration, he ruffled his waist at his charred vase.

"It's okay, we just eat bread." Rafka rubbed Caramel's shoulder still with a smile on her face. He has so much patient stock that he can still smile in the midst of this chaos.

Caramel follows Rafka to the dining table. They have fresh bread and jam of various flavors, usually eaten when they rush to the office not to have time to cook. But now that Caramel has flexible working time, he can cook in the morning.

Rafka took four pieces of bread for himself and Caramel.

"I'm sorry, 'cause I we're just eating bread." Caramel bends her lips and opens her favorite Nutella's lid. Chocolate jam should always be on the dinner table because Caramel likes to eat it even without bread. Yes endorse.

"Why are you sorry? this is beyond your will." Again Rafka could understand the state of Caramel. It made Caramel feel even more guilty. "But next time you shouldn't be careless anymore, it's dangerous." His message.

Now Caramel realizes that being a housewife is not easy, she must divide her time as best as possible so that all homework can be overcome. Caramel is a meticulous person at work but when at home especially in the kitchen, he can not handle everything well.

"I take fruit juice first, bread is not enough for you." Caramel was moving while Rafka was enjoying bread with peanut butter.

"You also don't forget to drink milk." The word Rafka reminds because Caramel rarely drinks her pregnancy milk and drinks coffee more often.

"I was drinking when I woke up." Caramel closes the refrigerator, pours orange juice into a glass and gives it to Rafka. He continued to put coffee capsules into the coffee machine, it is an activity that should not be missed in the morning.

The piercing aroma of coffee makes Caramel more excited to start the day. Caramel inhales in the coffee which is still puffing smoke then sips it slowly, allowing the warmth of the coffee to flow throughout his body.

"The doctor says our baby's developing well." Caramel sat down next to Rafka. "So you don't have to worry." Said.

"He must grow." Rafka rubbed Caramel's stomach for a moment. "The mother should not be sick either, according to what the doctor said."

Caramel nodded, hearing Rafka's soft voice hypnotized her and simply complied.

"Mom ask for a kiss." Caramel taps her cheeks at Rafka.

Rafka touches Caramel's arm, rather than kissing his cheek, preferring to kiss Caramel's lips.

Caramel grabbed Rafka by the thigh in surprise, she was eating and Rafka did it all of a sudden.

"You like it now." Caramel said after Rafka stopped her kiss, she continued to chew unfinished bread.

"I'll go first." Rafka left after finishing bread and orange juice.

"Dianterin down, isn't it?" Caramel is moving.

"No, finish your meal."

Caramel kept following Rafka to the door, at least she had to see her husband out of the apartment.

"Part yourself at home." Rafka rubbed Caramel's cheek briefly and then gently kissed his wife's forehead. Do not forget to crouch to give a kiss gift for the baby candidate. Rafka wants their child to always feel the warmth of his parents since he was still in the stomach.

"Yes, be careful on the road." Caramel waved as Rafka exited, stepping away into a public elevator.

Caramel closed the door again, his gaze swept across the room, he did not like solitude. Caramel stepped lazily to the dining table continuing her breakfast activities that really went out of plan.

"Kayak singles if gini nih." Caramel brought Rafka's old plate and herself into the kitchen and washed it. He also washed the charred skillet with great difficulty because the tempeh was fused with the pan.

Caramel brought the coffee he made to the balcony, it was the most comfortable place in this apartment after the room. The refreshing morning air with warm coffee is the right combination to accompany him brooding. Not meaningless contemplation, sometimes Caramel has to do that, make time for himself. He can plan for the future and the things he has to do in the near future. Usually ideas also appear when like this, especially now he has his own business that requires innovation.

Suddenly Caramel thinks of making lunch and dropping him off at Rafka's office later. Since Caramel had messed up breakfast, he had to surprise Rafka by dropping off lunch at the office.

"But where does he work in the building?" Caramel thought, usually they meet in the parking lot or in front of the main building. Caramel never knew the inside of Rafka's office.

"Gue has to find out for himself." Caramel said steadily.

******

"Mama, I'm so upset." Caramel hugged her new mother, she deliberately asked her mother here to teach her to cook.

"Where are you?" Mama Caramel saw her son from bottom to top, last met when Caramel just got home from the hospital. After that Caramel was preoccupied by his work so that they did not meet again.

"I'm much better." Caramel smiled, "yuk, what are we cooking?" He took his mother's bag and placed it on the living room chair.

"What do you have in the fridge?" Mama Caramel opened the refrigerator checking for ingredients that could be cooked.

"There's chicken with some vegetables, because Rafka likes vegetables so I stock vegetables a bit in the refrigerator."

"What's his favorite menu?" Mama looked at Caramel for a moment before returning to look at the refrigerator.

"Sayur asem." It was indeed Rafka's favorite food that became their menu up to three times a week. Even if Caramel cooks asem vegetables every day, Rafka will not protest.

"We've done that."

They prepare the ingredients to make asem vegetables. Mama Caramel also had the idea to make fried chicken flour with sambal matah that had never been made by Caramel before. But about making sambal, Caramel's mama.

This time Caramel did not forget to press the button on the magic com. He did not want to make the same mistake on the same day. Because there is a mother, Caramel also does not worry if the food is burnt because of his boredom.

"You and Rafka choose what theme for the baby shower?" Ask Mama Caramel in the middle of their cooking activities.

"I want the theme of the plant in green and white, so it looks immediately, too, because the blue color for the baby boy is already mainstream Ma so we use another ngetrend lately that is a plant."

"Are you sure you're the event organizer?"

"Udah, the same event organizer as Jane and Kayla's baby showers, they've proven good."

"You also want to use Kayla's salad for dessert?"

"Yes, help me promote, too, Ma."

Mama Caramel no longer replied, she seriously cut the washed corn. It was just simple cooking but he had to do well for the son-in-law.

"You cut the chicken." Pinta Mama Caramel's.

Caramel takes the whole chicken out of the plastic and prepares to cut it. Now the kitchen equipment is more complete than when first arrived at the apartment. It is like other housewives who like to collect kitchen utensils even though they are not good at cooking.

"Geez, why the way you cut." Mama Caramel took over the knife in Caramel's hand, "so the chicken was destroyed, you have to follow the chicken bone parts."

"I usually do that too." Cibir Caramel, it is slightly destroyed and more parts are wasted but still can be eaten.

"You've been married for almost a year but haven't been able to cut a real chicken." Mama scuffles on Caramel.

"Yes, Ma, it's important that I can cook a little."

"If this is so easy." Caramel cut the chayote pumpkin into a checkered shape with shrewdness.

Furthermore, Mama Caramel continued their cooking while Caramel got the easiest parts such as cutting onions and chili for sambel.

After cooking Caramel immediately took a bath while his mother was still in the kitchen washing the equipment they were wearing earlier. Unlike Caramel who likes to stack dirty dishes, Mama Caramel can not stand to see a messy kitchen.

Caramel misses a bathtub for fear of being late to Rafka's office. Do not forget to spray the fruit-scented perfume that Rafka likes in some parts. In addition to good cuisine, the husband also needs to be spoiled by the appearance of the wife.

Caramel wears a checkered red shirt with loose pants and flat slipper slippers. His toes were no longer bandaged but he was still traumatized wearing shoes. Caramel rubs a red liptint to give it a fresh look, it also makes wing eyeliner which will make its eyes sharper. Believe me only with liptint and eyeliner, the look of your face will be more attractive.

"Ma, I'm leaving!" Caramel half yelled to her mother in the kitchen, she lifted a paper bag containing the food box she was going to carry.

"Yes, Mama's coming home soon."

"Aren't you waiting for me to come back?"

"No, the day after tomorrow Mama is here again to help you."

Caramel stepped into the kitchen, "thank you for lunch for Rafka and me." He kissed his mother's cheek briefly before leaving.

"Be careful!" Shouted mama Caramel.

There was no response from Caramel because the boy had disappeared into the private elevator.

******

Caramel stopped slowly among the rows of other cars that were parked. Before going down, Caramel did not forget to reflect to make sure the make-up is still good. She was like a girl going on a date for the first time.

"But which office is next door?" The view of Caramel sweeping all corners of the BMKG headquarters area which has several buildings. There's no way Caramel called Rafka because she was here to surprise me.

Caramel stepped into building A, which was closest to her car. If you go to this office area, surely building A looks the most attractive in terms of its shape to be compared to other buildings.

"Excuse me, sir." Caramel spread a faint smile to the clerk who was behind the receptionist.

"Is there anything I can help you with?"

"I want to ask the office of the climate early warning system in which building is it sir?" Fortunately Caramel had memorized Rafka's job name so that he could immediately ask the office attendant.

"If you may know, whose mother is looking for who?"

"Rafka, Rafka Kalandra Pradipta of the climate change system." Obviously Caramel, it could be that Rafka's name is a lot here.

"Oh Mr. Rafka is in the building F, Ma'am please enter and go up to the third floor through the rightmost elevator, it says CEWS which is the office of Mr. Rafka."

"Thank you sir, if you'll excuse me." Caramel retreat, he will walk to the F building all sports. Some days he did not have time to walk around the apartment because he was busy.

According to the direction of the employee, Caramel entered the building F which included a new building in this office area, Caramel stepped towards the rightmost elevator to get to Rafka's room. Caramel wishes Rafka hadn't gone out for lunch.

The staff here is pretty too. Inner Caramel when he saw some employees who also wanted to take the elevator.

"The lift is full, right?" Tukas one of the short-haired officers.

"Mdad wanna go up?" Ask the other employee who wears the hijab to Caramel.

"Well, it's okay to wait for the next turn." Caramel smiled, it seemed like the elevator was full because it coincided with lunchtime.

"It's okay to go up first, the mother will be pregnant again kasian if it stands for a long time." The short hair let Caramel in first.

"Is it really okay?" Caramel's not feeling good because he's not an employee here.

"It's okay first, it's still fit for one person."

"Yes, thanks to you." Caramel bowed politely before entering the elevator with another employee.

Caramel was most striking among the other servants who wore white shirts and dark blue subordinates. He chose the color red because it looks contrast with the others.

That's her! Once out Caramel immediately found Rafka's office according to what was said by the employee.

Caramel knocked on the door and opened it, there were only a few employees still inside the office. And .. there she was Rafka at one of the tables looking seriously struggling with a computer with one of the female employees.

"Excuse me." Caramel.

Hearing a familiar voice in his ear Rafka immediately looked up, initially surprised by Caramel's sudden arrival but seconds later he smiled and went to Caramel.

"Why don't you tell me, I can pick you up in front." Rafka sumringah saw Caramel, sometimes tired of his work he hoped his wife would come to the office to treat him. Usually Rafka can only see photos of Caramel to treat his longing.

"I want to know your workspace, it's here." Caramel circulates the view throughout the room filled with map images and computers ranging from small to large. "I brought food." Caramel slightly raised the paper bag she was carrying.

"If so we eat together in the cafeteria to make it more comfortable." Rafka held Caramel's hand out of the room.

"Kok you don't come out, the others are out to eat."

"I'm planning to finish my job before I go to the cafeteria."

Caramel mangosteen occasionally looked around as this was the first time he had entered Rafka's office.

"Sir Rafka." Several employees greeted Rafka when they happened to cross paths in the corridor.

Rafka replied with a smile while nodding politely. Caramel doesn't know what Rafka's position is here but almost all passing employees greet Rafka. Maybe it's because Rafka's been working here long enough.

"You know all the officers here?" Caramel asked as they got into the elevator.

"Of course not all." Rafka knows most of the old employees because they often interact discussing work. "There's recently been an inauguration of a new employee and I haven't gotten acquainted with them."

The cafeteria was crowded when Caramel and Rafka arrived. Some of the food was also gone but that didn't matter because they brought their own food.

"Would you make a vegetable?" Rafka's eyes glinted at Caramel taking out one of the boxes filled with asem vegetables.

"I also bring fried chicken with sambel matah, cobain dong." Caramel gave Rafka a spoon and fork.

Rafka scooping rice with asem vegetables and sambal matah, "tasty, you try it too." He also fed a combination of rice and vegetables to Caramel.

"I want chicken."

"Chicken together? all right, princess." Rafka adds a chicken and feeds it to Caramel.

"Nob." Caramel mangosteen, his mother's cooking never failed. "It's Mama's cooking not me."

"Oh yeah? not much different." Rafka said honestly, according to him Caramel cuisine is also delicious.

"You usually eat here if you don't bring provisions?"

Rafka nodded, he could not answer because his mouth was full of food.

"I'm glad I could have lunch with you." Rafka looked straight at Caramel, happiness so radiated on his handsome face.

"Do you want me to come every day?"

"No, it worries me because you have to drive yourself."

"But you prefer home-cooked food."

"I can bring my supplies from home as usual."

"I have to get up early."

"I'll help you, baby." Rafka's hand stretched out through Caramel's head. "Why are you so pretty, hm?"

"Because I want to see you."

"Wouldn't other officers be hooked?"

"But the clerk here is also beautiful, I saw that you are also beautiful."

"Nobody is prettier than you."

Caramel covered her mouth holding a laugh, she did not want the rice in her mouth to spurt out just like that from laughing. It was a dreadful phrase commonly spoken by land crocodiles to women. But Rafka did not say it to anyone but Caramel.