Not the Ideal Husband

Bereft

Wawan will return to work today. Therefore he woke up early, washed his clothes including his wife's and prepared breakfast.

The wife's bedroom door has been closed since the incident. Wawan stood there wanting to knock on the door but soon the door opened.

"Heh ngagetin aja," said Sofia while holding the chest. "It can't be that way. You're rich enough to make me die on purpose."

Wawan frowned, then smiled. "I want you to live a long life so we can stay together. Breakfast yo, it's noon 'He's got to get back to work."

"Work? It will hurt again. Make me bother again that's what it means?" Sofia walked up and sat down first, Wawan following behind her.

"Aa doesn't want to trouble you. If you don't work what do you want to eat? Of love? That's not enough."

"Whatever, how good it is." Taking advice and choosing to end the debate is better than continuing to argue that will not find an end because each other feels right.

After breakfast Wawan left and delivered to the door by Sofia. Before leaving Wawan had turned around and allowed his wife to go outside the house if bored. Because it is definitely bored, Sofia also chose to play to the house of her friends who are both married. Unfortunately the fate of her and her friend is not the same because the man who married her is not the man expected. While his friend was lucky because his love story did not end tragically like the story he had with the Judge. What's the fate of the man, has his condition improved?

"Sean coke cheeks more and more jolly," said Sofia pinch the cheek of the child of her friend.

"Obviously who was his mom? When are you, Fi? Buruan make, let us be besan later," replied Usi with the intention of joking.

"If the marriage is the same judge I don't mind, Si."

"You mean?" Usi squinted, "don't tell me you haven't ...."

Sofia nodded confirming Usi's guess

"Why, Fi? Wawan never asked for his rights?" Usi asked again curiously. Most people do not like this activity. Even orgasm that is too large makes some of them choose snacks outside.

"No, but I'm not ready, Si. If I had married the judge then I would have been ready. It's hard, Si, to serve someone we don't love."

Usi sighed, it was not wrong what Sofiia said. He himself is not necessarily able to face marriage with an unloved person. It would be inappropriate for him to judge, because he was not wearing Sofia's shoes. But we have an obligation to remind each other. "The man is not angry? or a little pushy?"

Sofia shook her head because Wawan never forced and asked. Wawan said last night before he was really comfortable to remember.

"Si, do you think it's a sin what am I doing?"

"If from the knowledge that I heard while studying, the wife who refused to serve will be cursed by the angels until morning if her husband is not ridho unless his wife is in a certain situation. Menstruation or illness. If her husband is ridho, she is a lucky woman."

"You're saying I'm a lucky woman to marry Wawan?"

Usi chuckled at Sofia's expression, "I didn't say it was you. If you feel lucky already," replied Usi indifferently holding her son to be loved Asi.

"Udah yesterday he came here asking you, he said he wanted to play. She's at your house, isn't she?"

Sofia nodded, "You know that Rahma admires Wawan?"

Usi looked over with a surprised face, "Who said?"

Since school, the three of them have been friends. Everywhere always three until finally Usi married first. Rahma went to the city for college, and Sofia stayed in the village until Wawan finally married her. Although they are close, Rahma is among those who rarely tell about her personal life, including her lovers and people she admires.

"He himself said time in the clinic. According to you Wawan which Rahma meant Wawan my husband is not?" Sofia already knew the answer yesterday but she wanted to know Usi's reaction.

"Cie is now recognized by her husband so that he will not be captured by Rahma," ledek Usi accompanied by a small oddity. "It can be true, it can also be untrue. But I think it's natural that he admires your Wawan Kang. He has his own charm, if only he was born from a wealthy family, of course, many women fantasize to be his wife. Especially if he is a hard worker. As long as Rahma does not raise the war flag to take Wawan, you are safe."

Elsewhere the person they were talking about was heading towards Mang Dahlan's house. He told Pak Lurah to deliver a cloth that would be made for the uniforms of the village employees. It just so happened that Mr. Lurah himself was busy so asked for his daughter's help.

"Eh there's Neng Rahma. Enter, Neng!" said Teh Ai who was aware of the arrival of the guests. Reflexes of employees who were working turned to the door, including Wawan. Their gazes met, locked for a few seconds.

"Cie, old love is reunited. celebeka celebeka" Adin's seductress who once knew their closeness. The other compact is flirting.

"Hus ah you guys. What's the matter, Neng?" Teh Ai mediates them for feeling bad about Rahma as well as Wawan who is married. Worried someone told Sofia.

"Sold Mr. nganterin cloth for uniform, Tea. Said his size as usual ya." Rahma handed over the cloth she had brought.

"Oh ready, later when it's finished in the morning. Is she healthy?"

"Alhamdulillah has improved, Teh. I'm saying yes." Rahma immediately resigned after her affairs were completed. She felt uneasy with the gazes of the women who were also working at Mang Dahlan's house. People's minds and hearts no one knows, they could think a no-no about him and Wawan.

"Hurry up, Neng. Wawan is still here," said Adin again teasing. While Wawan just smiled and continued to do his work without looking at Rahma again.

***

It did not feel like it was late afternoon, Wawan rushed to go home. He stopped by for a while at the Haji Soleh store to buy maknan ingredients.

"Shop, Kang Wan?" haji Soleh is always friendly to every buyer.

"Yes, Mr. Haji."

After getting what Wawan needed to pay immediately and then go home. In the middle of the journey he saw Rahma was walking alone even though it was late afternoon and the distance to his house was still very far.

"Roman?" Wawan stopped his motorbike and called the girl but it seemed that the girl did not hear or even stop the steps. The girl kept walking, "Rahma!"