Romantic Husband (Stupid Sure Met) By Meisy T

Wearied

"Why you?"

I didn't answer, just shook my head slowly. My body feels weak. Ridho helped me stand up. The look on his face implied anxiety.

"Reva why, son?" Mom knocked on the door. His voice sounded anxious.

Ridho lifted my body to the bed. I stared fiercely.

"Runnel! I ain't papa." I'm ashamed that Mom opened the door and saw us.

"Do not argue! That's pale."

After laying my body on the bed, Ridho opened the door.

"Reva almost fell, ma'am. It's not as healthy as it is" Ridho explained.

Mom immediately approached me, then touched my forehead. "What's sick, son?"

"Dizziness, Mom," I replied.

"Well .. definitely because I haven't eaten. I'll take the rice first."

"You haven't eaten yet?!" sahut Ridho's.

I didn't respond to Ridho's question, then turned my eyes to Mom.

"You have to, Mom. I'll eat myself back."

"I'll get a drink first." Ridho passed from the room.

"You ain't fighting, are you? ask Mother.

I shook my head. Don't want you to worry, we've only been married for a week.

"Mom, the masseur who was in the house yesterday isn't he?"

"There usually is. You want to be sorted again?"

"Yes, Mom. Yesterday he ordered one or two more sequins to make it even better."

"Yes, I'll call. You'll eat later, yeah."

"Yes, Mom."

Ridho came in with a glass of water. I tried to get up and sit down, then took the glass from Ridho's hand.

After finishing the glass of water, my belly button slightly reduced. I tried to get out of bed.

"Son Ridho accompanied Reva to eat yes. I haven't had time to pray Ashar, just now Adzan is still on the road."

"Good, Mom."

Ridho led me to the dining room. Mom went back to her room.

"Have you eaten?" I asked even though my heart was still thick.

"Udah. Want me to get the rice?"

"Ga. I'm still strong."

An uncomfortable feeling of having to eat under the gaze of the cold-faced man. I finished a plate of rice quickly.

After eating, I set foot into Mom's room. I saw Ridho return to our room.

"Mom? Did he pray?" I asked while knocking on the door.

"Yes, son." Mom opened the room door. "Have you eaten?"

"Udah. I'm waiting for the masseuse in Mom's room" I said.

"Loh, why?" Mom's forehead is wrinkled.

"Kali Ridho wants a break, ma'am. It's late afternoon to go home."

I'm making up excuses. The annoyance made me still reluctant to see Ridho.

"Yes, I called the man first. You haven't prayed, have you?"

"Yes. Just a little more, Mom."

***

Finished in order, my legs and hands are pretty good. I went back to my room to clean myself up. Pushing the door slowly, Ridho was lying on the bed with the headset in his ear.

I just found out, that cute guy also likes music. We don't know each other well enough.

Ridho got up from the bed and took off the headset when he saw me enter. "His order?"

I just nodded my head, picked up a change of clothes, then went into the bathroom.

After spending fifteen minutes in the bathroom, I went out. While combing the hair in front of the mirror, Ridho approached and hugged me from behind.

Our eyes met in the mirror. Ridho turned my body to face him. "We're going home now, okay?" ask her gently.

"Yes" I replied.

"Your motorbike is here first."

"But-"

"Tomorrow with me to college. I'll pick you up."

I snorted a little. Ridho doesn't trust me completely. Lazy to fight again, I did not respond to his words.

We also paid a farewell to Mom. I embrace the most precious woman in this life. 'I love you so much, Mom'.

***

Upon arrival at the house of in-laws, Father and Mother were sitting on the porch of the house. We also say hello.

"Where are you guys from? I want Magrib to come home," asked the mother-in-law after answering our greetings.

His tone sounded bad in the heart. Especially when I say the second sentence. I took a breath before answering.

"From my father's house, Bun. Reva took some files for college."

"Ooh," replied Mother briefly.

"All the sequencing again, let's make it more delicious that the former fell yesterday," added Ridho.

"Is it okay, son?" ask Dad.

"Alhamdulillah has been quiet, Dad," I replied.

"Yes already. You rest first, rest again Adzan."

I was surprised to hear Dad's attention. I am so thankful that my father-in-law is so good to me. Besides Dad and Dad old friends, maybe because he doesn't have a daughter.

Ridho's brother is also a boy. He served as TNI in Papua. You once told me, Bang Rafi had a family last year, but had not been blessed with a child.

Ridho escorted me into the room. After taking a shower, he went to the mosque. I just nodded my head.

I looked at the backs of men who had a week of coloring days. My annoyance began to diminish due to her gentle demeanor. Ah .. Just suppose, his attitude is like this every day.

***

After dinner, we gathered in the living room. Ridho turned on the TV. On the glass screen, the show is showing seven of the show's funniest babies.

Scroll Ridho's smiling face as if looking at the cute baby's behavior. Is he thinking about a child?

Just remember my untested script. Why do I think about it now? How about I get pregnant before the thesis exam?

Ow hell! Just think about it I'm dizzy.

I heard stories from some friends, many prospective mothers vomit when pregnant young. I unconsciously patted my forehead slowly.

"Why?" whisky Ridho.

"Huh?" I was surprised by Ridho's actions.

"Think what?"

"Ng-ga," I answered a little nervously, trying to dodge Ridho's question.

"You haven't had a child?" ask Mother suddenly.

I swallowed hearing it. I saw Ridho's face slightly blushing.

"Bun, why are you talking about that?" reprove Dad.

"Yes ... Mother, it's just nanya. Naturally, Mother also wants to have grandchildren."

"They just got married. Let's get to know each other first. Dating after marriage is the term."

I smiled ashamedly at Dad's words. Ridho has a father like Om Rahman. You do occasionally come to joke with me and Mom, but not as smooth as Dad.

Not long Adzan Isya reverberated. Thankfully, I was free from the discussion about children. Ridho and Dad went to the mosque on a motorcycle. I say goodbye to Mother for prayer in the room.

After praying for our parents and the happiness of our household, I was stunned. Recollecting our conversation. What did Ridho think after hearing his mother's words?

Hadeh! Why am I thinking about children? I better focus on the thesis now.

Uh, but babies are funny, right? Gemesin see it. It's fun to have one at home.

Dear readers, help me think donk! What if Ridho also thinks the same thing with Mother?

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