My husband is not the CEO
Ninety One
The smell of a nightly flower woke Caramel up from her recent sleep of several hours. Caramel opened her eyes and the sight she saw first was the handsome face of the husband who was still asleep, his smile expanding automatically. Caramel's tapered fingers touched Rafka's cheeks and chin.
Ordinary men are not strange.
Caramel remembers the first impression when she met Rafka 3 years ago. Rafka is very common for Caramel who has faced big problems in his life. Caramel never failed to marry the man she had been dating for 8 years. It was like being an eternal wound in the heart of Caramel— meeting Rafka made him have a new sensation in his life. Rafka is completely different from Caramel's previous girlfriend.
"Away awake?" Rafka suddenly opened her eyes.
Caramel's smile grew wider, "I woke you up?"
"No." Rafka smiled faintly, advancing her body to embrace Caramel. "Why did you sleep for a while?"
"You were good that night made me want to continue." Caramel glanced at the tasty flowers of the night that she had placed in a glass vase by the window. That's just the reason, actually Caramel can't sleep because today is his schedule for surgery.
"You can't wait to see Pineapple?" Rafka's voice raspy typical of new people waking up.
Caramel. Look at this innocent man who has been able to dive into Caramel's heart. Although there is a saying that the depths of the ocean can be measured in hearts who knows but Rafka has used all his time to understand Caramel.
Women are difficult to understand because there is no definite formula to know their feelings. For Caramel once Rafka was a rigid and innocent husband who was insensitive. But Rafka is growing every day. Caramel is looking at the growth of a child. Today Rafka can know what Caramel wants to eat then tomorrow he knows the meaning of Caramel's view when he is changing clothes and many other things. Rafka always makes Caramel can't wait for tomorrow.
"Don't be afraid, I'm here." Rafka rubbed Caramel's curved back as her stomach grew bigger. That's why Rafka understands why Caramel always complains of back pain. "Everything's gonna be okay."
"Originally you keep me going." Caramel buried her face in the chest of Rafka's field.
"Of course." Rafka peeks at the top of the old Caramel's head. "We'll use a diffuser if the flower interferes with your sleep."
Caramel was silent, he almost fell asleep again because it was too comfortable to be in Rafka's arms. Lately Caramel is more often put flowers than a diffuser as a room freshener.
"I'm laper." Caramel Complaints
"I'll cook for you." Woo Rafka because the hungry woman is the same as the lion—can go berserk at any time.
"Did you remember what you said our first night?" Caramel suddenly remembers something funny on the first night of their wedding.
"What by the way?"
"You're talking—" Caramel lifted his face from Rafka's chest and looked at the husband, "let's preserve the offspring." He said he mimicked Rafka's style of speech at that time and then laughed, how funny Rafka was at that time although until now the innocence had not diminished.
Rafka held back a laugh, "i don't talk like that."
"I don't want to say it." Caramel laughed seeing Rafka's face flushed in embarrassment.
"Not talk about it anymore." Rafka again held Caramel so that the woman did not talk about the embarrassing thing. If you remember now Rafka will be very embarrassed because the sentence sounds strange.
"One more step we will preserve the offspring." Caramel is still not satisfied with teasing Rafka. "A few hours before we meet our sweety Pineapple."
Silent. Rafka no longer replied to Caramel, he just rubbed Caramel's back to make the woman want to sleep again.
"Let's say good morning to Pineapple." Rafka tilted her body propping her head and one hand.
"Good morning Papa." Caramel revealed the blanket that had covered her stomach.
"Good morning dear Pineapple." Rafka rubbed Caramel's smooth stomach, the stomach she always smeared with anti-Stretch Mark cream every day. "Wait to see Mom and Dad?"
"They said yes." Caramel felt their movements strong enough that her tears came out. It was a pain that made Caramel cry as well as laugh.
"Pineapple's active, you're okay, right?" Rafka moved from her sleeping position to look at Caramel with a worried face.
"You hug." Caramel spread her arms and was immediately greeted by Rafka.
"I'll have them talk again after being outside because they won't make your stomach hurt anymore."
Caramel nodded, he kissed Rafka's cheek for a moment.
"Later Kayla came to bring cake, she just made a dessert box because it is now popular."
"Kayla's growing like you."
"We're gonna be the first ones to try Kayla's cake, let's get up, today I'm making breakfast." Caramel breaks down the embrace even though she actually wants to linger in the warm embrace of the husband. Seeing the sky out there getting brighter makes Caramel have to fight his own laziness.
"Greens salad will not be given slices of boiled eggs on it." Caramel tilted her head. Whether it can be called cooking or not.
"Can." Rafka nodded.
Caramel resumed her activities of washing her face and brushing her teeth. Actually whatever Caramel cooks, Rafka never refused because Caramel also already knows what foods Rafka can not consume.
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Rafka sat sweetly in the dining room chair waiting for Caramel to finish serving her vegetable salad. His eyes flashed as Caramel put down a bowl full of salad consisting of lettuce, carrots, cherry tomatoes, cucumbers and slices of shallots and eggs.
"It looks good, I'm wearing the thousand islands we bought yesterday at PIM." Caramel sat down next to Rafka.
Rafka ate the salad a spoonful and chewed it slowly, a blend of fresh lettuce and tomatoes and dressings are very tasty when touching the surface of the tongue. Although Caramel makes this every day Rafka will not be bored. Maybe that's why Caramel says Rafka is a monotonous person. Caramel does not need to bother thinking about the cuisine that varies every day.
"So much." Praise Rafka after chewing the first feed and then the third second feed and so on, Rafka can not stop.
Caramel also ate his salad with fewer portions because he did not really like vegetable salads like that. But after marrying Rafka it seems Caramel a little infected like to eat vegetables.
"I took a shower first." Caramel left the dining room, he had to get ready to shower and dress up like a celebgram or artist when they were about to give birth, they would not forget the appearance.
Last night Rafka had put all of Caramel's belongings and their two babies in the car. Starting from baby clothes, blankets, towels and changing clothes for Caramel. Since there would be two babies then they also prepared all the items of two each.
The apartment bell clinks twice, Rafka moves from her seat to open the door.
"Mama, Papa." Rafka greeted her in-laws.
"Have you had breakfast?" Mama Caramel entered first followed by her husband who brought a paper bag containing food for Caramel and Rafka.
"I'm having breakfast Ma."
"What breakfast?" Mama Caramel stepped into the dining room after taking over the paper bag.
"Caramel makes vegetable salad." Rafka followed her in-laws because she had not finished eating.
"Mommy thought that Caramel would only make one kind of food for you, so Mama brought a lot of cooking for you."
"What if the food is taken to the hospital because we've already eaten."
"Really?" Mama Caramel saw Rafka who answered a nod by her daughter-in-law. He smiled, how grateful he felt because Caramel was married to a husband like Rafka who never demanded his wife to cook many types of food. Believe that thinking about what cuisine will be made today, tomorrow or the day after that makes a wife stressed.
"Where's caramel?"
"Ma's caramel shower, it's probably done."
"When that's Mama Samperin first." Mama Caramel left the two men for the room.
"Well, why drink coffee? let Rafka make it." Tawar Rafka because they have a lot of stock coffee capsules there. Lately Caramel reduced his habit of drinking coffee according to the advice of doctors.
"Papa make it yourself, you continue to eat." Papa Caramel turned his back to look at the coffee machine in front of him. From the beginning he was curious to make coffee using the machine and only now got the opportunity.
Meanwhile, Mama Caramel helps the child just to dry his hair after bathing. It's been a long time since Caramel got married.
"Mom, Caramel asked Mama's prayer that Pineapple surgery be smooth and all healthy and perfect." Caramel turns around after her mom turns off the hair dryer.
"Mama and Papa will always pray for you." Mama kissed Caramel's forehead then right and left cheeks.
Caramel's tears melted when her mama gave a kiss.
"Welcome to be a mother again, dear." Lirih mama Caramel's. "Hopefully the operation goes well huh, we'll always be there for you."
"Thank you Ma." Caramel's voice choked, he rubbed his nose which was also watering. "I'm sorry that Caramel's been wrong with Mama a lot."
"Don't talk like that, you've been a good boy to us." Mama Caramel was crying, she couldn't help it. It was haru's cry because soon he would meet his two grandchildren at once. "Okay, Oma's granddaughter." He lowered his body kissing Caramel's stomach and rubbing it gently.
"Change clothes." Mama Caramel patted Caramel on the shoulder asking her to replace the bathrobe with loose clothing before they left for the hospital.
