Patience of My Husband

What's wrong with my wife POV Arka

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The phone that I ignored returned to vibrate. I ignored her because I knew that the one who contacted me was Aisyah. What does he want to call me, my inner self.

"Darling, someone called me who wasn't picked up. Why in the morning?" My wife who was cleaning her face turned to me.

"It's okay. Yesterday, it's the responsibility of the work, a little more finished" answered me who was still struggling in front of the laptop to check the factory's weekly report. Actually the reason is not this, but because I already know who contacted me is Aisyah, my ex-lover.

"Who knows it is important, pick up first why the hell let's not call continuously" he said again

I stopped typing my fingers and looked at my wife "You sure I should pick up this call?" Manya make sure.

"Wouldn't you ask who called?" Ask again.

"Yes, just stay in the lift what the hell is wrong" My wife looked back at her face in front of the mirror while applying cotton to her cheeks.

I just lazily accepted this call.

"Assalamualaikum" I say hello after pressing the green button.

"Waalaikumsalam, Alhamdulillah finally Aa' want to lift it. Aa' how are you?"

"Alhamdulillah, fine. Sorry I'm still busy. What is it that Aisyah needs? why did I suddenly contact me Without further ado I immediately asked his destination to contact me. And when I mentioned Aisyah's name, Caca immediately turned to me. The originally silent gaze had now changed, as if it wanted to pounce on me.

"Aisha, now in Jakarta. Can Aisyah play to Aa's house' ?"

"Sorry Aisyah, I'm still in Surabaya right now" I said a lie because I don't want my past to disturb the happiness of my little family.

"Oh that's it. Though Aisyah wants to meet Aa' and Caca tea. Is it a long time in Surabaya?"

"Yes, this is quite a long time until yesterday afternoon. Maybe another month just returned to Jakarta" I lied to him again.

My eyes are still on my wife. Now he started to stand up and walk over to me. He picked up the phone that had been attached to the ear, then he pressed the loudspeaker button.

"It turns out that's a long time, too. Aisyah wants to go there. Oh yeah how's Caca A' Tea'?"

"Alhamdulillah good. The content is also healthy" I replied again.

"Oh so now Caca Tea is pregnant? Thank God, Aisha was happy to hear it. Yes it's A' then. Aisyah pamit mau Salat Isya' first. Assalamualaikum"

"Waalaikumsalam" I put the phone back on the table. Then I looked at my wife's face.

"What's the matter, baby?" My wife's eyes still showed an expression that was like asking for an explanation.

"Why did he call?" I guess my wife is not okay. His eyes showed annoyance.

"As you've heard, baby, he's getting word"

"Keep why you said in Surabaya. Does he want to see you?" Geez, my wife's feeling is pretty strong. Or he just guessed.

"Not to meet me, dear, but to meet us" My hand rubbed the child's hair on his forehead.

"That's the reason, when all he wants is to see you. He misses you. That is why we meet. Pantes aja daritadi did not want to pick up his phone. Because there is me, so it is not free to talk, not free to express the feeling that you also miss him. If there is no me, you will also meet him. Make take off the pent-up miss. Aye right? I said it" My wife let out her frustration.

"Astaghfirullah's. Whether you or not there is you, I will not want to meet him. I also did not want to pick up the phone. You forgot that you told me to lift it, so I picked it up"

"You doubt you'll lift it, because there's me. After being lifted up your heart cheered happily to hear the voice of an old lover who is longed for" Oh God why my wife is so difficult to give understanding. What this is because of pregnancy hormones, which cause unstable emotions.

"Darling, don't think negatively about me. I cannot betray you. My heart belongs to you" I hug my wife from the side and kiss her head.

"you guys? who do you mean, me and Aisyah?" He let go of my embrace. His voice began to rise.

"Honey, keep your voice down don't get angry like this, it's not good for you and also our child candidates. What I mean is you and our future child" I rubbed slowly my wife's stomach which began to contain a little.

"Because. Just you and our future son" I said again.

"I'm sorry, I was wrong" Now the lips are curved showing a really pretty smile.

"Dear baby" Then I hugged my wife and I kissed my wife's forehead for a few seconds.

"Honey" he said in my arms

"Hm"

"Why do you, I feel really seneeenngg if you nyium here?" My wife pointed at his forehead.

"You want to know?"

"Yes" he answered.

"Because this kiss is a kiss of affection not a kiss of lust" I explained to her.

"Oohh deserves a different taste yes kiss lips or neck"

"Now I want nanya, you'd rather be kissed where here, here, or here?" I asked her while pointing at her forehead, lips and neck.

"Hmmm. depending on the situation" he replied lightly, my eyebrows clinging to his answer

"I can't do that"

"You know what the hell, when you make love must be a forehead, bland say" My wife chuckled.

Seeing him laugh, made my heart feel at peace. O God, do not take this happiness, my prayer in heart.

My wife stood up "It's night, let's go to sleep. Let's wake up tomorrow. Continue your work at the office. But before going to bed, clean that table first. I don't want to wake up tomorrow morning when I see a messy table" God, the laughter that just made my heart peaceful, has now turned into a threat. A little angry, a little melted, then angry again.

'Patience Arka, patience. Your wife is pregnant so please understand my inner self.

My wife was already lying in bed, while I was still cleaning up the laptop and some files on the desk. I gathered all the files together, and put them in a plastic folder to make it safer.

"Don't be noisy why, I can't sleep. Just brushed too, it was awake because of the noise" My wife again nagged.

"Dear, sorry" duuhh why keep going wrong, even though I did not make a sound. What this is also the effect of pregnancy hormones, which can make hearing sharper. I don't think so, maybe my wife is angry.

***

"Darling, I'll be home soon. I'm going to Luna's house" said my wife on the phone.

"And just yesterday Luna came home, baby, time to be picked up again. It's a pity to let him meet his family first" I said.

"Who will pick up too. I just want to give you a sponge cake for Luna. I made my own cake" My wife's voice sounded happy.

"Successfully?" Much

"You keep thinking I'm gonna give you a cake over there. I want to show off my stupidity" My wife's voice sounded high. Oh my goodness, I asked wrongly.

"That's not how I mean baby, I mean it works ..Successful to many. That's what I mean" Why is it this way I answer it.

"You're lying, you really think I'm a stupid wife, a wife who can't do anything, right? Look at it later if you go home, you'll see what I've done today" It's hard to control my wife's anger.

"Dear yes, I believe. My wife is now smart to cook, smart to make cakes too" Rayuku.

I always get the wrong word, I think I should be careful when I want to talk to my wife. Must be able to find the right words and avoid words that can touch it.