My Love is Wrong

My message was read by Rahma

PREMATURE

As usual I picked Joseph home from school. At home I had lunch with Joseph and my wife.

"Mom...I really sleepy ya. I want to fall down for a while. My head is a little dizzy." I said to my wife.

"Yes Pa, rest first and then I wake up at 2 o'clock." Wife says.

Since morning I have felt my head hurt. I usually take medicine and 15 minutes is fine. But this is until noon my headache doesn't stop.

I'm trying to rest. About 40 minutes later my wife woke me up. And I saw Rahma also at home sleeping while holding her cell phone.

"Son.when did you come home, son? Eat there first?" I said while stroking her hair.

But Rahma was just silent, from her face looked annoyed again. But because I hurried back to the office, I ignored Rahma's attitude and I immediately went back to the office.

Arriving at the office there is an incoming message from my son Rahma.

"Pa... Maafin adek Pa. I opened my Papa's phone. Turns out adek see chat Papa ma aunty Ara."

"Pa...Is it really Papa's love ma aunty Ara?"

"If there is a relationship between Papa and Ara, please stop. I don't want to let you know Pa."

I was shocked to read my son Rahma's message. My head hurts more. I was confused as to what to answer. I also returned my son.

"Sorry son, that's not true. It's just kidding, kid."

"Forget it, son. Fan sorry Papa."

And Rahma replied to my message.

"Yes Pa. Adek apologized for opening Papa's message. Sorry about Pa."

"It's okay, son. Now Papa continue to work first."

I then continued to complete the work given by Mr. Amin.

But I can't concentrate, I feel guilty for my son.

Then I took a cigarette and I sucked deeply.

Mind fucked. I tried to calm myself.

I haven't called and texted Ara this whole day. Because my headaches are so annoying and there's work to be done.

I think about Ara, I don't want Ara to worry. So I sent him a message.

"Nature ... I'm sorry I have a headache, so I haven't had a chance to call. Later if I've had it I'll call ya... I Love you."

Then I went into the room in the office. I try to sleep and rest.

I slept really well, and I woke up and it was getting dark. I saw my phone, there was a message coming in from Ara.

"Pram, I'm worried about you. You why? Have you been to doctor Pram? I miss your ma. I love you..."

I'm happy because Ara really loves me. "I love you Ara." bathinku.

Arriving at home I was greeted by Joseph who had prepared warm water for me. I saw Rahma whose attitude was somewhat different. Maybe because I'm still upset with him.

Then I took a shower.

Before long, Joseph called me.

"Pa... It's Papa's shirt. We ate this, Pa. Joseph prepared a meal for Papa." Yusuf.

I smile. " Yes, son."

My wife and kids are waiting for me for dinner. Then we had dinner.

"Pa, what's the headache? Is Pa better?" Ask Wife.

"Yes, Mom, it's better. Papa slept in the office again." I said while eating my dinner.

"Thank God Pa..."Pipin.

Sabila ma Rahma, why don't you add rice?" Ask my wife Pipin.

"Yes, Mom, I ate some bread. " Said Rahma.

"So I was bought to eat meatballs ma temen ma'am." Sabila.

After dinner, I accompanied Yusuf on his mathematical PR. Pippin sat next to me.

Suddenly my phone rang, notification of incoming messages. I woke up and opened the incoming message. There was a message from friends and one there was a message from Ara.

I opened a message from Ara.

"Later tonight I share photos of sales in the group yaa Pram."

Then I sat down near Pipin and replied to Ara's message.

"Yes ."

My wife asked me, "Who's message Pa?"

"From Ara,bu. I helped promote the sale." I said.

" Oh yeah? How is Ara's business prospects going forward Pram?"

"I'm optimistic about the rapid development, ma'am. This is a lot of resellers Ara."

Then I explained how I helped promote Ara's online sales and the strategies I took.

When I explained to my wife, I accidentally saw Rahma. Rahma I saw her lips.

I let out a breath.

At about 10 I was getting ready to go back to the office. I pay my respects to my wife and children. I then turned on my butut bike, and drove it casually.

Dense nights don't make you weak to live all the lessons of life.