Papa's Choice Husband
SPP - 43
"Emh" El awakens from his sleep. He circulated his gaze, staring at the familiar-looking quiet room, the guest room.
"Asya" called El aghast from his sleep. He ran out of the room and headed to his room, nil, Asya was not there. He went back down and checked the kitchen and the garden, Asya was not there.
El ran back to his room, opened the bathroom and checked the closet. Empty, some Asya clothes are not covered.
This sight, made El kneel on the floor. In the end, Asya actually went as what Zio said. He was back in his emotions, slamming and scrambling all the things in the room.
Like a depressed person, El yelled and slammed everything. Throw a vase of flowers on the mirror that Asya always uses. Overthrow the seat that Asya had always occupied.
"Mas El" called someone from behind the door. El looked over, he was stunned in surprise. His breathing went up and down because the emotions were so great within him.
El walked closer to his wife, whether it was a shadow, imagination or whatever, was really like Asya.
"You promised you wouldn't leave, right? Why did you leave? Did you find another man who could satisfy you more? Cih, you guys are the same" said El.
"What's up, Mom? I just finished shopping" Asya replied as she stroked her husband's cheek. He kissed El's lips briefly, morning kiss, as El requested.
The young man looked at his wife, Asya's hand was carrying groceries. But why did Asya pack all his clothes, as if he was going to go far, far away from El.
El told him to pack his clothes, because they were going to Grandpa and Grandma El's house.
El clutched his wife tightly, after all he had done, there was not the slightest bit of guilt in the look on El's face.
"Yes, I have to go to the office" El said.
"It looks like Mas El is not healthy, don't go to the office, rest. My sister will take care of everything"
"ZIO'S? WHY DO YOU ALWAYS SAY HIS NAME HA? YOU LIKED IT?" Bentak El while gripping Asya's chin. El's grip was so strong that his nails pierced Asya's skin. It's making blood flow out of there.
Asya's breath was panting, he never knew if El could be this angry. Asya had gotten used to Papa's anger, but El, he saw hatred in El's harsh treatment.
El pushed Asya to the floor, he again rattled his hair with a huff. A name he doesn't want to hear, anything about him, El doesn't want to hear anyone else mention Zio's name in front of him, especially if it's his wife.
"Mas El" call Asya shrewd.
"A..Asya, ap..have I hurt you?"
"It's okay, I can understand"
Asya stood up and walked over to El. Her husband is in a difficult time, and El's mass events spark his anger. The burden in the mind that makes El depressed. He is unfocused and often forgets what he is doing.
He hugged El, then stroked the neck of El. Trauma, depression will be painful. Asya tried to calm down the emotion-stricken El. Against emotions with emotions, hatred is countered by love.
El's feet were squeezed, he sat on the floor in the arms of his wife. Asya began to understand, the sudden change in El's attitude, must have been due to the pressure in his mind.
"It's okay baby, take a bath yuk, wry tau" seduced Asya while stroking her husband's cheek.
"What?"
"Mandy"
"No, what do you call me?"
Ah, he was so embarrassed by it. El followed his wife, and hugged Asya from behind. He apologized again for all his treatment. Especially when looking at the scratches on Asya's face because of it.
El touched the wound, staring sadly at his wife. He regretted not being able to control his anger, even though he had promised never to hurt Asya.
"Mas El, have a shower. We leave this afternoon, there's a football game tonight. El wants to watch it, right?"
"Are you okay Asya?"
Asya wrapped her hands around El's neck, then smiled mischievously at her husband. It was only a few seconds before he turned away because he could not hold back his heartbeat that seemed to be about to escape. He again busied himself in the kitchen, with El still faithful looking at him.
"Mas, help me get the container above, why is it so high, I can't reach it" Asya said. He was on his tiptoes but his hands could only touch the end of the shelf.
"What would you do without me, baby?" Sahut El seraya took the container that his wife wanted. The girl again blushed embarrassed, she then encouraged El to take a shower.
As El took a bath, Asya returned to his room, staring at their room, which was like a broken ship. All things were scattered and there were many things that were destroyed. He began to slowly purge, while remembering El and his anger.
Asya begins to fidget, looking for a way to dampen El's emotions. If he can't handle it, it's not impossible that El will go back to hurting him. And the worst that could happen, they could both get hurt by it.
"Honey, let it go, I'll call Ipah" chirped El who just came out of the bathroom.
"I can clean it up Mas"
"I know, but I don't want to, let's go" El said as he carried Asya.
El, using only a towel to cover the bottom, led Asya to the guest room and laid her there. Asya looked at El and shook his head, he did not want to do it, whatever it was, he did not want to.
The young man opened his towel, Asya reflexively closed his eyes with both hands. El who saw laughed out loud, but he was wearing shorts. But his wife had imagined a no-no.
El lay down next to Asya, then drew his wife's hands that covered her face. Their eyes met again, with a feeling that was hard to explain.
"What does El want?"
"Kok Mas again, dear Sya. Call me baby"
"Don't want a wlee" Asya said as she stuck out her tongue.
"But I want to" said El while closing the distance between them. Asya immediately nodded and left El. With El, he almost forgot all his duties. The girl went back to the kitchen and prepared breakfast for her husband.
El sits in the living room and opens his leptop. Asya asks El not to go to the office, because she feels that her husband is not feeling well. El complied, although in fact he grumbled annoyed.
"Zio, come to my house" El orders by phone. He looked back at Asya. Actually he did not want to contact Zio, but it cannot be denied if he needed Zio to take care of the company. He had to go to his Grandpa and Grandma's house.
"Darling, Zio is coming. Cuisine for her too" El pinta.
"Yes Mas"
"What?"
"Yes dear"
