Not the Ideal Husband

Former Employer

"What the fuck?" murmured Sofia, "A Dani, A Wawan will just come home. Tell the others to."

"If anyone can ask, already this document nyampe in the hands of Mr. Lurah." Dani lifted up and showed what he was holding. "Say you are jealous of her son Mr. Lurah," continued Dani with a annoying expression making Sofia snort.

Sofia glanced at her husband who was finishing the meal. Which makes him even more upset none other than because Wawan looks to extend a smile.

After eating Wawan deliver the file given by his brother-in-law. But before he turned on the motor he looked at the wife who was wearing a hoodie and walked towards him.

"Where are you going?" ask Wawan.

"Nemenin you let the father not scold the father again," replied Sofia while riding on the bike. The woman still did not realize that she was starting to get jealous, there began to be discomfort if her husband was glimpsed by other women.

The little thing that makes a person feel loved is that the person he loves shows jealousy. Along the way Wawan continued to paint a smile on his lips. Sometimes he turned towards the hand of the wife who was hugging her waist tightly. Either because of fear of falling because it was night or it was as Dani said earlier. His wife was jealous of his son Mr. Lurah.

"Now!" Wawan gave Dani's dossier to his wife when he arrived in front of Pak Lurah's house.

"Are you given to me?" Sofia showed a confused expression.

"You are the one who gave thanks to Mr. Lurah. I'm waiting here."

"Love it yourself. No need to ge-er with the words A' Dani earlier, I am not jealous of you and Rahma," Sofia replied by crossing both hands on the chest.

"What time?" Wawan smiled seductively as he got off the motorbike. Pressing the bell and the door opened shortly. A woman allowed a veil to approach her. He's Rahma.

The girl's smile expanded as she saw Wawan standing before her. But all like flour that was blown by the wind when he saw Sofia folding her hands and looking at him from the motor.

"Kang? Sofia?" The girl said hello, trying to stay friendly even though her heart was really not care. Moreover, sofia's gaze was like she wanted to skin him.

"Mr ada? There's a deposit from A Dani, he said it has to get to the father directly."

"Father on the inside, just come in, Kang."

Sofia looked at Wawan who was behind her. Waiting for whether her husband will accept Rahma's invitation or choose to appreciate her existence.

"Please be called, let not be late," replied Wawan then turned and smiled at the wife who immediately turned her face away.

Rahma herself went into the house, soon coming back with her father.

"Don't go in yet, Wan?" greet Mr. Lurah.

"Fear of kemaleman, sir. Take the wife for that." He still shows his manners.

Mr. Lurah nodded at Sofia to greet her.

"Oh yes already. Thank you for being delivered. I can go there tomorrow. Is it the show tomorrow?"

"Master, sir, tomorrow."

Raindrops made Wawan nod and leave immediately. It seems that heavy rain is coming down soon because the sky looks very dark. Let alone the stars, the moon was at home nesting in its place.

On the way home, heavy rain really fell. Wawan was forced to pull over the motorbike at a patrol post because he did not want the wife to get wet.

"Cock stop here?"

"The rain is very heavy, shady first can't it?"

"Don't look for opportunities in narrowness huh." Sofia gave a warning. He stared warily at her with his jacket attached. She also glanced at the wood that is commonly used by residents to ring a kentongan.if her husband dares to assortment then the wood will be a weapon to fight.

"I'm afraid you'll get sick if we force you home to do the talking. I wasn't necessarily able to take care of you as well as you were when taking care of me a few days ago. I will not say anything about you here, if you want to be at home," said Wawan ended with a small puck at the end of the sentence.

"You want to wear my jacket?" haggar Wawan when he saw Sofia rubbing her arm because it was cold.

"Don't be so romantic, she doesn't like questions but prefers understanding."

"Ooohhh ... like this?" asked Wawan who had removed his jacket and put it on Sofia's body. Of course, this made Sofia's lips curl a smile.

Being in a very close distance, of course, makes the heart kebat-kebit. There was a strange swish that warmed up and flowed within the veins. Moreover, the distance that was too thin made them feel each other's breath.

Sofia closed her eyes. For some reason, what was imagined in his mind was a romantic scene like in a drama. No more shadows of the Judge flashed through his mind. He forgot the man who had ruled his heart for three years.

"Muuuhh." Wawan blew his breath making Sofia blink and re-open her eyes. He touched her lips that were not touched at all. "Why?" Wawan stared in wonder at the wife making the one who was stared shook his head.

"Jeez Sofia what are you thinking" Sofia wrote in her heart.

It's not just those who take shelter at patrol posts. Two motors carried by two human child pairs also took shelter there. When viewed from his clothes, apparently they are still school children. But their attitude is much more romantic than Sofia with her husband. They hugged each other to warm up to each other. They seem to have no shame, or they are not aware of the existence of Wawan and Sofia there.

"What are they ashamed of?" whispered Sofia who finally cut the distance with her husband.

"No, the proof is that they are relaxed. Losing our romantic like them," kekeh Wawan slightly bowed his face because Sofia was right in front of him and was looking up.

"If I'm ashamed, then a kiss in front of others is like that. I don't have any shame."

"Means that at home it doesn't matter if I kiss," Wawan teased with a ignorant smile made Sofia hit his chest.

The hand that was beating his chest Wawan took to hold. Take her to her lips and kiss her.

"Thank you for coming into contact with me. Here's how I'm so happy, Sofia," Wawan said, closing his eyes. It brings out the feeling of the hand he is holding.

***

At Mr. Lurah's house after the door was closed, Rahma suddenly became silent. when asked why by Mr. Lurah he only answered by putting his shoulders. The television show he was watching was no longer interesting. He got up to his room. Mr. Lurah and his wife glanced at each other and asked.

In the room Rahma sat facing the window. Counting the spots that wet the earth. He wanted to forget Wawan but the shadow of the man seemed reluctant to stay away from him. He closed his eyes to dismiss the feeling of not wanting to understand his wishes.

"Why? You were okay, but now you're moody? The same story of the mother, son," said Bu Lurah touching his daughter's shoulder. Even his arrival was not noticed by his daughter.

"I'm not papa, Mom." Rahma turned around and showed off a smile.

Ms. Lurah sat next to her daughter, "You can lie to others, son, but not to mother. Don't hesitate to share with mom. A mother will not judge her daughter."

Rahma nodded but still did not want to tell the story, she chose to hug the mother to unravel the depression in the chest.

***

The rain did not stop, but it was not as hard as before. Because it was very late and at the patrol station they both lived, they decided to go home by breaking through the drizzle. No more caring if his clothes are wet.

They did not return to Dani's house but to their humble home.

"Sit here let me dry her hair" Wawan said after changing clothes. "Let's get some rest quickly."

"But ...." Sofia seemed to doubt what she was afraid of if not her husband's weapon. Although he has never felt still she is not a very innocent woman.

"I won't do anything about you. I just want to help dry your hair so you're comfortable while you sleep. Or are you .. afraid of this?" Wawan gave a look towards his.

"Iiiiiihhhhh basic pervert," cried Sofia throwing a pillow at her laughing husband.