My wife's Deaf

part 3

My wife's Deaf

Part 3

#devandro

#shave

As Devandro said earlier that they will be feetting bridal clothes accompanied by Mama Elisha.

"Sister, what are we going up to?" tanya Sekar hesitated.

"Get the car, do you want to walk, Lu?" bentak Devandro's.

"But I'm drunk, brother, if you get in the car," heed Sekar.

Devandro looks upset, it is true Sekar girl who will not demand much, he will not demand to buy a car.

With an annoyed step, Devandro went down the stairs followed by Sekar behind him. Mama Elisha was waiting for them in the middle room.

"Well, what a beautiful daughter-in-law Mama," said Mams Elisa when she saw Sekar

"Thank you, ma'am," replied Sekar gently

"Don't call mom, just call me Devan, you don't mean Devan's wife means Mama's kid." Mama Elisha stepped up and embraced Sekar.

It seems only Mama Elisha can accept the presence of Sekar in this house.

"Mama, you're the same driver, yeah! Devan's on the bike, Sekar hasn't been able to ride a car, than he's drunken on us for a while." Devan tries to explain to Mama but still with hurtful words.

*** IT IS ***

Wedding attire for the reception and clothes for the pre-wedding photo shoot have been taken care of, print the invitation just waiting for the photo results tomorrow. All must be mentioned, because a week is not a long time.

Finished from their boutique immediately went to the beach which is the shooting location.

Sekar who had never been exposed to makeup polish seemed to change at that time. Devandro could hardly believe that the beautiful white-clothed angel was Sekar-his wife.

"Sir Dev, why shut up? I look weird, don't I?" Just looking at his own appearance.

"Hmmm, nothing unusual. Village girl, want to wear make up as expensive as anything still aja kucel." Devandro refused to admit.

Actually Devandro regretted saying that, but the sense of prestige was greater than a confession.

At six o'clock in the afternoon when the sun began to emit the color of his waist is the target of the last background of their photos. Romantic atmosphere of twilight, accompanying pose for pose husband and wife.

Azan Magrib reverberated, shooting complete. Just acting really feels tired. Devandro and Sekar left their shooting location. Until in the middle of the road Sekar asked Devandro to stop by a mosque, he wanted to perform the Magrib Salat.

Arriving at the courtyard of the mosque, Devandro parked his motorbike, but he did not go down.

"Aren't you praying?"

"Don't ask too many questions! cepas Lu salat. Don't see me staying here!"

Sekar hastened his footsteps towards the ablution.

When they finished praying, they continued their journey home, there was about an hour and forty-five minutes away.

"Sir Dev, Sekar is hungry" said Sekar while still on the bike.

"Where do you eat?" Answer Devandro.

There was no reply from Sekar, telling Devandro that sekar was different. Motor he claps, then Devandro turns his body back. Repeating the question

"Where do you eat?"

"Eat the baso in front of it, brother!" Sekar pointed at the meatball cart that stopped not far from them.

Devandro who from childhood had never been taught to snack on the five-footed, shuddering in horror. The words of her mother and grandmother. Their food is not clean. Ashes fluttered around, washing food containers using the same water.

"Somewhere else, please!" reject Devandro.

"But Sekar is very hungry, Brother," please Sekar.

He just realized, right from last afternoon Sekar had not eaten heavy, they only ate a few pieces of bread. For Devandro it was enough but not for Sekar. Devandro finally gave up.

Stopping near the now-present baso seller, Devandro simply squeezed out a bowl. He had no intention of eating. When the order baso came, the aroma of the sauce was really appetizing, what else saw Sekar add a little soy sauce and a few spoons of cayenne pepper, imagine already his pleasure.

Finally Sekar realized that from earlier Devandro watched him eat.

"Sister Dev wants to?"

"No, just look at you just let it eat quickly, because it's late at night," elak Devandro

"Come on, brother, try it first!" Sekar thrust a spoonful of baso pentol and its broth toward Devandro's mouth.

"How Much?" devandro asked after they finished eating.

"Twenty thousand, ma'am," replied mas baso.

Devandro thrust out a hundred thousand pieces.

"Sorry, no money? I just came out, there is no change," said mas baso confused.

"I exist, Mas." Sekar took out two pieces of ten thousand money from his bag.

Before the motor was turned on Devandro asked where the Sekar money was from, while he had not given money at all to Sekar. Sekar innocently answered the money he had brought from the village that night. There was an uneasy feeling in Devandro's heart hearing it.

*** IT IS ***

The night of their wedding reception has arrived, as the story of Cinderella married to the rich prince, that is how Sekar felt. The bone-white dress combined with the hijab make Sekar deserve to be the center of attention tonight.

Not a few friends Devandro praise the beauty of Sekar directly.

"Lu secretly kept the diamond" said Kiano Devandro's friend and confidant.

Devandro considers his friends to be excessive. To Devandro, Sekar is just a lucky country girl.

That sincere smile just slipped from Mama Elsa's lips. The others were just forced smiles.

At twelve o'clock the party was over, the room for them was in

prepare by the management of five-star hotels where they carry out the reception.

There is no first night for Sekar. Sekar must return to the fact that he is only Upik Abu not Cinderella. As usual, Sekar was only allowed to sleep on the sofa.

After cleaning the rest of the makeup, Sekar prepared a nightgown for Devandro and placed it on the bed, then he took a blanket and a pillow he used to sleep on the sofa.

Devandro never cared about it, after all the sofa is more soft than the mattress Sekar in the village.

This morning, as usual, dawn had woken up, Devandro was still rolling in his blanket. This week Sekar tried to awaken Devandro for the Fajr Salat but had no results.

At seven, their doorbell rang. Hearing the sound of the bell that did not stop Devandro woke up and threw a pillow to the body of Sekar who was sitting at the end of the bed.

He turned to Devandro.

"That's a bell, open it up!" Devandro pointed towards the door.

It turned out that the hotel waiter came to deliver breakfast.

"Some, you never wear a hearing aid?" devandro asked after the hotel maid came out.

"Getter, sister, the early Junior High time my ears could not hear. But after putting it on my ear was very painful, all the sounds that came in it was painful. At that time I did not want to wear it anymore and Ms. Asih taught me to read the lip movements of the interlocutor ...."

"Wait, just now Lu said Lu's early Junior High, can't hear. So Lu's not deaf from small?" cut Devandro

"At that time, there was an earthquake in the village at night, our house collapsed father, mother and sister who were sleeping died due to the impact of the building, and the house collapsed, I who was not asleep at that time finished Salat Tahajud tried to hide under the study table, Alhamdulillah I survived, maybe because of a collision or what I also did not understand, my teliga drum was damaged."

Hearing Sekar's explanation, Devandro's good-natured side is still functioning, he feels pity to also see the fate of his wife. But, his selfish side still mastered.

Had he thought, Sekar's ear pain when using a hearing aid could be that because the tool is cheap. Maybe if you buy an expensive tool it could be better quality. But everyone will know he is deaf. Back again the conversation took place in devandro's mind. Where maybe people can know, while Sekar uses a hijab, it can be hidden behind his hijab.

There is no honeymoon, three days in the hotel just like moving to sleep, no meaningful interaction for the two of them, sekar more silent spend his day with papers and pencils. Devandro doesn't really care what's in Sekar's drawing, which he knows Sekar asks for HVS paper and pencils already that's it.

Devandro was busy alone with a world of handfuls in his palm. Replying to incoming messages from coworkers who congratulate their marriage to reply to messages from their girlfriends. Despite having been married to Sekar for a week, Devandro never cut ties with these sexy women

Three days at the hotel were over, it was time for them to return to the Pramesi palace. A house filled with the pride of father, son and daughter. Seeing Papa and Mama sitting in the garden, Devandro invites Sekar to approach them. Mama Elisha welcomed a helping hand from his daughter-in-law, in contrast to Papa Yuda who seemed not to see Sekar's hand was outstretched wanting to greet and kiss his hand.

"So the parents are not like children" Devandro told his father.

Hearing this, Papa Yuda immediately slapped Devandro on the cheek, but the slap hit Sekar's cheek as he reflexively stood in front of Devandro.

Plaque ...

Devandro was surprised to hear the voice coming from Sekar's smooth cheeks.

"Papa ..." cried Mama Elisha.

Sekar oyong as he received the slap of the big tall man. Devandro who was behind him immediately held Sekar's body so as not to fall.

"Lu's stupid too, why do you protect me? let me love ama Lu? dream of Lu," Devandro's nagging. That's what Devandro is like, anti-grateful.

Devandro took a container from the bathroom then filled it with some ice cubes from the mini fridge in his room, which would be used to compress Sekar's cheeks.

Seemed a dislike face when Devandro had to compress Sekar's cheek.

"Let me alone, brother." Sekar picked up the cloth and the container in Devandro's hands and took him to sit in front of the dressing table, compressing himself with the help of a mirror, it was better than being helped but not sincere.