Romantic Husband (Stupid Sure Met) By Meisy T

The ridho 9

Reva complied and sat down on the edge of the bed. I put the bag on the table, then walked out of the room. Go to the kitchen to get food for Reva. I scooped the rice and side dishes, then stuffed them into his mouth.

Ga. I can do it myself" he protested

"Udah. Just remember, why?"

Reva doesn't argue anymore. I carefully fed it until the dishes were clean. It was good to see him eating.

"You are following the entourage of Mr. Aja goinya. I'm headfirst. Later I explained to Mother's Father your condition," I explained.

"Yes." Yeah."

I actually can't leave him. It's just that it's impossible to suddenly ask parents to cancel the event. Especially just a few hours away. I must have come out prepared and cooked.

***

Before Magrib I arrived home. The atmosphere was already crowded, some of our neighbors and close family had already arrived. I talked for a while, then prepared.

A group of men flocked to the mosque. Mothers and families of women pray at home. As much as I hope to promise, hopefully the event will run smoothly.

After the Magrib prayer, we began to prepare. I wear red batik and black pants. Before long my car entered the yard.

We also welcomed the Reva family with a frenzy. Reva looks beautiful with the kebaya she wears. The event also took place solemnly. Only two families and several neighbors attended.

After the event, we took the departure of Mom and Dad. Reva's face looks sad. I want to hug her right now.

"It's fine here, son," said the father.

"Remember Mom's message" added Mom.

Reva just nodded her head. I saw tears on her cheeks. I told you I only stayed for a few days. Ah ... he's just a child, of course it feels hard parting with parents.

***

After breakfast with the family, Reva returned to the room. I will be called by Mother. Sit back waiting for what you want to say.

"Your wife can't cook. Wash dishes there are also greasy."

"That's it, Bun. Maybe he's a soybean, so less focused."

"Huh! Looks like it, less nimble to work."

I let out a breath. Talk Mother a little outrageous. Although from the beginning he did not agree with my matchmaking and Reva, I did not expect Mommy to still survive with his mind

"Sir, hurry your soul mate!" Back Mother showed her objection.

"Bun, how do you talk about it?"

"Mother is afraid you're not taking care of. A child is usually spoiled."

"Ga, Bun. Anyway, Reva's gonna fall off the bike yesterday. Mommy goes to the kitchen when I tell Dad again."

"Isn't he? Hm. I hope he doesn't disappoint."

"Yes, Bun. But he still wants to help Mommy, right?"

"alright. Let's see it later."

My feelings became erratic hearing Mother's words. Want to feel back to argue, but afraid Mother is more upset. We also have to go to work.

"Bun, I want holies. Still got some dirty clothes?" ask me after close.

Mommy looks excited, surprised by the presence of Reva. I was no less panicked, afraid that Reva would hear our conversation. Kulrikik Mommy who tried to calm down.

"Wash the machine" he answered.

"Good, Bun."

Reva stuffed the clothes and filled the water into the machine in silence. Mother has moved to the room, maybe preparing to leave. I sat in the back garden, not dying alone.

After turning the engine, Reva returned to the room. I also followed. Reva threw herself on the edge of the bed in pairs of sky-blue sheets. I sat down next to him.

"Why you?"

"Ga papa," he answered.

I cleared my throat before asking, "Have you heard our conversation?"

Reva turned her gaze at the window of the room that had been opened. Today was very bright, but his face was cloudy.

"Rev?" I pulled his arm to face me.

I really feel bad about this incident. I wanted to apologize, but my tongue was muddled. I looked at her face, hoping she would know that I understood her feelings.

His words made my heart feel sliced. I couldn't answer, and grabbed him in my arms. I took a deep breath so that my feelings would calm down.

"I'm sorry, I said.

Reva sounded out a breath. I let him get out of the embrace. I don't know what he's thinking.

"You don't work?" tanyakanya.

I looked at him sharply. "Why do you like to switch the conversation?"

"Later to work" he said, then turned his eyes in the other direction.

I took a breath back. It was hard leaving Reva alone at home. Did I take you to your father's house.

"Aren't you papa I'm staying now?"

"Ga papa's. I'm going to college too."

"How "departure? Did I ask my friend to take the bike?"

"Ga. I'll take an angkot, I'll go home and get a motorbike. Go to the house and get the file."

Yes already. Be careful of the path."

"Yes." Yeah."

I took the keys to the house located on the room table and handed them to her. "Let's pick me up if there's not much to do."

***

At break time, I went to the workshop where the Reva motorbike was repaired. How surprised I was to see him talking to a man. It turned out to be the same guy I saw in the college cafeteria.

Displeasure struck my heart for a moment. Especially seeing that man smiling at my wife. A curious look on his face.

"Actually I-"

"Reva!" cut me.

Reva turned her body to face me. His face looks panicked. Does he feel guilty for lying to me?

I saw Reva bowing her head. Sure enough, he must be feeling guilty. I ignored him, looking for a friend who had a workshop.

"Here you come, Lu!"

"Have you finished the bike, bro?" my many.

"Udah, Bro. Want to take it now, huh?"

"Yes. That's what's come."

"How, Bro?"

"Be inside first, Bro. Just noted, haven't been able to count."

I followed Robi inward. After paying for the repair of Reva's motor, I went out and handed him the keys. "Let's go home!"

"D-yes."

My heart felt pierced when I heard Reva take the time to say goodbye to the man. I snorted with the anger ready to explode. I clenched my hand so as not to rebuke Deva.

Reva turns on the bike, then drives to the highway. I followed behind him. Along the way, I tried to neutralize a rough-beating heart.

Arriving at the house of in-laws, seen Mother on the porch. We also say hello. I try to act as if nothing happened.

"Where are you going, Mom?" ask Reva.

"To the Father. Mr. Phone, our employees are sick, the store is rame."

"Ooh ... Kirain why hurry up. I'm gonna go get the file. What time did you come home?"

"Perhaps before ashar." Mom handed me the keys to the house.

"Well, I'll wait for that."

"I'll give it to you, Mom," I bargained.

"Go on, Ridho boy will want to work again. I took the angkot. I'll go first, yeah."

Me and Reva kissed Mom's hand. After Mom stopped the car, we opened the door and entered the house. Before Reva reached the bedroom door, I grabbed her arm and turned to face her.

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