Not Intentionally Cheating

Chapter 37 The cool husband-wife relationship?

Nayla went to her rented house. He tells the homeowner about his disappearance and leaves Calista with him.

He boarded a public transport from the village to the city where he lived. For a few hours, he arrived at his house.

Nayla looked in front of her house in sadness. The house was quiet and barely maintained.

Bayu only comes home once a few days from his flight. And that was only in a few hours that he was in the house.

Slowly he stepped his foot into the house. The house was so quiet and quiet. Just like his heart right now.

Soon he heads to the file storage room to retrieve Calista's files that were used as a condition of his enrollment in the new school.

Suddenly a notification sound came from his phone. Rushing Nayla opened the message out of fear that something might happen to Calista.

She sighed, relieved that her husband's name was on his phone screen.

It turns out Bayu gave his flight schedule to Nayla. It had become their custom to exchange schedules with his wife.

Knowing that her husband was coming home today, Nayla rushed to the kitchen to cook her husband.

"empty. There are no ingredients at all" Nayla said as she opened the fridge.

Nayla looked at the circular clock in her left hand as she said,

"Still at this hour, I'd better go to Caca's school and stop by the supermarket in front of me to shop."

He quickly left his home and walked to Calista's school.

Now Nayla is sitting opposite Calista's homeroom teacher. Calista's homeroom teacher regrets Nayla's decision to move Calista's school, but she understands and understands Nayla's position, especially Calista.

Waiting for a while, Nayla finally managed to get a letter of transfer from the school.

After that he immediately headed to the supermarket in the area. Some cooking ingredients have been bought. Now she rushed back home to cook food so her husband could go home and not buy food outside.

For a while he was active in the kitchen, finally some food menu was finished in his cooking.

Suddenly she remembered the woman who picked up her phone when she called her husband.

Braaak!

Nayla throws a spatula on the floor with a bang, bouncing away from the ground at the moment she throws it.

Nayla's body slumped sitting on the floor and both her hands held her head. His eyes now glazed over as he said,

"Why should I cook food for people who work and have fun out there? Why am I so stupid?" 

After that he wrote down the memo he placed on the refrigerator door. She wrote a message to her husband.

Then he immediately waited for his order taxi outside the house. 

After a while, Bayu arrived at his house. He saw an awkwardness in his house.

"Flame cooking" said Bayu while sniffing his nose when he just entered his house.

Bayu immediately entered his house and he was surprised to see the living room that was usually messy because of his actions, now it was clean and neat as when there was his wife in the house.

Bayu frowned looking at the room which was in a state unlike when he left the house.

"Who cooked all this?" asked Bayu who was opening the lid of the vegetable pot on the stove.

Then he turned to the table in the kitchen. He opened the hood that was on the table. His eyes widened to see some of his favorite dishes.

Soon he picked up a spoon and tasted the menu on the table.

His forehead frowned after tasting it. Then he said,

"Nayla's? Did he prepare all this?" 

Now he's switching to the next menu. He nodded his head and said,

"really. I'm sure it's Nayla's cooking."

Tasting these foods makes Bayu's stomach feel hungry. 

"I better clean my body first" said Bayu while closing the hood.

"What's this?" ask Bayu when he passes the fridge.

He took the yellow memo and read it. His forehead frowned trying to digest the intent of the writing on the memo paper.

Soon he took the phone out of his pants pocket. His hands were busy looking for someone's number and after that he called the number.

"Hello, Nayla, did you just get out of the house?" beu asked when his phone call was answered by his wife.

Yes Mas. I've cooked some food for you. Eat and keep the rest so you can eat for a few days, replied Nayla who is now in a taxi.

"Then, what do you mean about Caca's school?" asked Bayu as if he did not want to know about the food Nayla cooked for him.

As it is written there. Caca found the right school for her. And I decided to move her to that school, replied Nayla who was a little nervous.

"What school? Over where? Is it an international school?" beu asked in succession as if impatiently getting an answer from his wife.

I-yes. I've brought all her registration requirements and will hand them over tomorrow, replied Nayla who was really nervous about lying to her husband.

"You're finally useful, too, Nayla. Usually I'm the only one thinking about Caca's school. Now you are really useful after deciding to resign from your job," Bayu said as if insinuating Nayla and Nayla's decision to resign from her job.

Nayla's frustrated breathing was heard by Bayu through her phone. Then he said,

"You don't have to worry. We're having a cool husband and wife relationship right now. Many also live far away from their partners. And they only meet once a month or two. Do we just do that?" ask Bayu with great confidence.

It's up to Mas Bayu, replied Nayla from across the street.

"Well, we meet once or twice a month. And do not forget to give the address of the house that you currently occupy. The house is safe and comfortable, right?" ask Bayu to ensure the condition of the residence of his son and wife.

However arrogant and arrogant Bayu, he still worried about his son and wife. Nor does he want people to blame him for his son and wife living in an unworthy place.

We're here okay. It's old Mas, I've arrived, replied Nayla who pretended to have arrived at her destination.

Without waiting for her husband's approval, Nayla immediately ended the call.

He deliberately avoids questions about his school and his current residence along with Calista. And she was not wanting to hear her husband's voice which would only remind her of the woman who picked up her phone using Bayu's phone this morning.

Nayla again sighed and she flailed her chest which began to feel heavy and squeezed.