Reunion After

Rejection Language (Season 2)

Pov: Banon

I introduced myself. I mentioned my identity exactly as it was in the ID card. I don't know what we're doing, like a freshman just getting introduced. Know no? To this day, I don't have his phone number. Oh God, what kind of wife am I? Until the husband's own number doesn't have.

It was his turn to introduce himself to me. Oh, it turns out he's the youngest of two brothers. It's worth spoiled by Ruqoyah's mother. His sister is female, but lives in Lombok. Accompanying the husband who works there.

He called his brother and introduced me as his wife, but it was late. Just like the welcome of my father and mother, it turns out that Rini was also warm to me.

"Titip bontot yes, Nun. Just hit her ass if she's naughty with you." That's Rini's message to me. We just laughed.

Mas Gusti gave me his pay ATM. Should I accept it? What if he needs something?

"Let's ask my wife to, yo. Use it as per your home needs and needs."

I nodded, I pushed my phone out so we could communicate.

"My wife" he said, writing my contact's name on his phone. I hesitate to write it, but, I'm afraid he's disappointed if I don't write the same thing with him.

"Let's see the contact's name." Mas Gusti checked the name of the contact on my phone.

"Cie ..., was written by my husband, nih ye?" He came back to tease me. I feel my cheeks are heating up.

"I'll delete it then."

He stopped her, took my hand and kissed her. Whatisthis? I just felt it, an electric shock that made my hand tremor.

"Don't you, thank you, for acknowledging this man as your husband."

Gusti threw his smile at me. I was awkward and hesitated.

"Thank you for marrying me. Save me and my family from shame. I'm ..., I owe you a lot, Mas."

Mas Gusti stroked my hair and landed a kiss on my forehead. My body shook again because of the kiss. The hand, now the body. Is he an electrician? Ah, where is it possible.

I'm not sleepy, nor is she. We watch television, but we are bored with the show. Gusti asked me when I was coming to work.

"That's three more days, why?"

"Mmm ..., want to go to the movies, right? I want us to go on a date. Can you?" tanyakanya. His eyes were expecting a yes from me.

I asked him his work schedule first. Gusti asked me what movie I wanted to see. I opened the movie schedule in the cinema. I chose Kudus because his schedule did not clash with the schedule of Mas Gusti.

Okay, schedule's fixed. We went back into silence not knowing what chat to discuss. He held my hand. Then break himself. Bringing my hand over his head.

"Why?" my many. "Dizziness?"

He nodded while closing his eyes. Then his head shifted to my thigh.

"May your husband's head be eluted. Can you?"

My heart throbbed as his head stuck to my thigh. I should how? Widya's mother, mother, and Zaki's words, ring in my ears. He's entitled to me. I am halal for him.

I tried to follow his wishes. Slowly stroked his head. Smooth hair. I did it over and over again until I heard him snoring. The feeling yesterday he did not snore, is it because he was tired?

I moved his head slowly so he wouldn't wake up. Kupandangi. Handsomest. I admit it, he's handsome. I changed my sleeping position, facing him. And then close your eyes.

I woke up from my sleep. Athaghfirullah! I was surprised to see our sleeping position. I used her hand as a pillow, while my hand was wrapped around her stomach. Before she woke up, I immediately pulled my body away from her.

"Just for a moment, let me have the spirit to live this day" he asked with his eyes still closed.

I let her hug my body again. The sting felt back. Gusti kissed my neck on purpose. I was surprised to get his act. Reflex I pushed his body so I could get out of his embrace.

"Sorry, Deck. I didn't mean to make you ...." I lifted my hand and asked him to stop talking.

I immediately got out of bed and asked him to prepare for the mosque because the Adhan was already reverberating. Gusti refused. He wanted to pray with me at home. I prepared his needs and waited for him to be ready. We prayed at dawn together.

Mas Gusti felt awkward for what he did to me. Finished prayers he rushed to exercise around the street of the house complex. I entered the bathroom, refreshing myself with cold water. I held my neck, still felt the kiss there.

"What should I do if he asks for it tonight?" I spoke to myself in front of the mirror. Breathing in confused. He is my husband, but my heart has not yet accepted his presence.

I was nice to him because he was good to me. I allowed my hand to be held because I thought, just a hand. But this dawn is different. I remember what he said last night. Was he really unable to resist his desire?

I shook my head. Get out of the bathroom and change clothes. When I was just wearing a t-shirt, he came in to surprise me. We both turned our bodies. I know what we did was ridiculous.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know you were changing." Gusti spoke while facing the door.

I didn't answer. Opt out and prepare breakfast. I served him coffee, I made him toast with chocolate jam. Mas Gusti came to the dining table was neat with his service uniform.

No conversation happened that morning. Only the awkwardness is there. He was willing to go to work, and I was surprised to find his attitude. Not giving his hand as usual.

Is he mad at me? Or am I going too far to show him my form of unpreparedness?

I went shopping when the vegetable maker passed by. Some complex mothers were surprised to see me.

"New people here huh, Ma'am?" ask one of the mothers.

"Yes, ma'am," I answered briefly while choosing which fish to cook.

"Oh, I deserve you never to see. Which house is it?" ask again.

I appointed the unit of the Gusti mas house. They all look at each other. I became afraid of myself with the look in their eyes.

"The wife is a cop? When wedding? How do we not know? How are we not invited?" Some other mothers came after me with questions.

I stammered answering them. "We had a simple deal yesterday, Mom. Not the reception, later if the Banun reception invite all mothers. He-he-he."

"Oalah .., I don't think the pol forgot us. Yes, Ma'am ..., Hanum?"

I smiled and nodded, although I did not know when the resption event would be held.

"Not Hanum ma'am, but Banun." I confirmed my name.

After shopping, I washed my clothes and cleaned my house. While trying to find the things I needed, I began to waste my shopping materials. I saw it was noon, immediately I cooked vegetable lodeh, fried tempeh, and fried fish pindang banyaran. I took the picture and sent it to Mas Gusti.

Me : It is ripe and ready to eat. Please later if you go home and buy crackers, Mas. I forgot to buy. Thanks though.

I look forward to the answer.

Husband: Sorry, I'm being escorted and can't seem to have lunch at home. Don't wait for me, eat if you're hungry.

I was disappointed to read that message. From the language alone it was discovered that he was angry with me. A kiss that brings disappointment. Is it wrong to refuse if I am not ready? Did Gusti forget his promise?

I don't know! My appetite is gone.