
My chest thumped slightly as I arrived in front of the house. Along the way from work, I thought of Reva. I miss seeing his face and his behavior.
When she said hello, Mother came out and opened the door. I asked in my heart why it wasn't Reva who opened the door. Has he not come back from college?
I also went straight to the room. Sayup-sayup heard Reva's voice speaking in the room. I delayed opening the door, wanting to know how she was talking to her friend.
Dislike overpowering when he finds out he's talking to a man. I don't know why, I was a little jealous to hear him speak meekly. I hurried to pull the door.
Reva placed the device on the pillow, then slowly got out of bed. When he looked at me, he looked surprised. Does he realize he made a mistake?
"You just got home?" sapana.
I just kept quiet, then went into the room. I put the bag on the table next to the bed. Walked past him without looking.
Turns out Reva didn't feel guilty. He rushed to the bathroom leaving me. Is he trying to cover up his feelings?
"Have you eaten?" tanyakanya.
"Hm."
I just let Reva walk out of the room. My feelings are still bad. Afraid of emotion when he forces me to talk.
After Reva, I closed my eyes. Thought slowly, trying to get rid of the anxiety in my heart. Slowly my feelings began to improve.
"Ridho, wake up."
I heard someone calling. However, the eyes feel heavy. I kept trying to sleep again.
I was surprised when a finger touched my arm. He woke up and held Reva's hand. Looks like my grip is too strong to make Reva interested in falling right on the chest.
We stared at each other for a few seconds. Tight thump felt in the chest. I held my breath because our faces were too close.
"I'm sorry, I'm surprised" I said, when I could control myself.
"Y-yes, papa. I'm afraid you missed praying." Reva got up away from my body.
"Ooh." I got out of bed too.
I took the scabbard and the peci, and then I got out of the room. My lips curl a smile. My anger is gone because of Reva's little act.
This is what it feels like to get the attention of a wife. Hopefully Reva can turn out better for me. I will try to make her happy from now on.
***
"Where's your thesis, Reva?" ask me, I'm done with dinner.
"A little more, sir. It's finished, but there's still improvement" I replied.
"Thank God. No longer does graduation mean."
"Yes, Sir. Just pray, get the exam schedule."
"Make sure you pray."
"Aaminn," said Mother.
I kept quiet about their conversation. Occasionally glanced at Reva who looked seriously responding to Mr.
"When's the plan to go home, Ridho boy?" I switched to look at me.
"God willing the day after, sir. Same father Mother made a small thanksgiving ngundang near neighbors." Unaware I explained the family plan while looking at Reva.
"Oh yes. Let me remind you again," asked the Father.
"Yes, sir." I nodded in reverence.
"How many days are there?" ask Mother.
I thought for a moment before answering Ridho's question. I don't know exactly how many days I'll be home. "Maybe two or three days, ma'am," I finally broke up.
"Well, get ready tomorrow, son." I looked towards Reva.
"Yes, Mom."
After dinner, I accompanied you on the terrace. The gentle breeze made the feeling calm.
"Where is your relationship? Already know each other?" ask me to open the conversation.
"Thank God it's getting better, sir. Actually it's not that close yet, but Reva and I are trying to understand each other" I replied.
"Thank God. You were worried because you didn't know much less dating before marriage."
"Yes, sir."
I was silent for a moment. I don't know what to say either. Doesn't feel Adzan Isya reverberating. We hurried to the mosque.
I pleaded with God that our home be blessed. I wish I could be a good husband to Reva. May our home be filled with happiness.
***
Coming home from the mosque, I say to you immediately want to rest in the room. He nodded slowly, then sat down in the family room accompanying Mom. Hurry up and return your feet to the room. Curious what Reva is doing right now.
When opening the door, Reva looks cool with her gadget. As the door creaked, Ridho had already returned from the mosque.
"Main HP continues, when finished the script!"
I looked towards Ridho. This is the guy why, anyway?
"Udah is not."
"Well, who's the same chat?"
"What, anyway?"
I approached, reached out to grab his hand. Scroll a glance of the name that appears on the screen of the device. I smiled wryly knowing that the man had contacted her again.
"Ooh ... Deva's name."
"Here!"
Reva is trying to reclaim the flat object. I flinch, so annoyed with it. After the call is decided, I'll return the paycheck.
"Udah has a husband still calls other men." I deliberately insinuated wanting to hear his confession.
"Ga's calling. I understand it too, if marriage is a must-"
"What to?" cut me.
I set a step to get closer. Reva retreated slowly, her feet already stuck to the edge of the bed. I moved my face until our breath met. Trying to drown my heartbeats. I want to touch those lips.
Next.