Romantic Husband (Stupid Sure Met) By Meisy T

The Past of Ridho

"Love?" Finally Ridho opened his voice after staring at the woman for a few seconds.

"Your train has forgotten me. How are you, Dho?"

Clearly there was a longing in Sinta's eyes for. Scroll Ridho's face for a moment, although faint, also the same thing there. Jealousy suddenly struck my heart.

"Alhamdulillah, healthy, Sin. Are you here now?"

"Yes. I work at a bank on the street. My bike broke a tire, put it in the workshop first because the usual patch of tires again go."

I just kept quiet listening to Ridho and the woman. Trying to dampen various turbulent flavors in the chest. Ridho is not usually so attentive with a woman. In fact, her attitude was very different to Nisa when we were married.

"Oh. You live here? Same who? Your father?" Ridho again asked the woman to make my chest a little tight.

"Dad is still in the village. After college, I got a job here. I fucked up, entered that little alley."

My eyes follow the direction of her index. Turns out he lives in the alley on the right. Very close to our house. My feelings suddenly became unpleasant.

Ridho nodded in understanding. After he looked at me, it was as if he was with his wife right now. I turned my eyes in the other direction. Trying to reduce the feeling of anxiety by seeing a vehicle that passed by on the front road.

"What are you doing here?" ask the woman again.

"I just bought this house, we'll stay here when it's done renovating." Ridho pointed at our house with his chin. "Oh yes. I know, this is my wife."

"Are you married?" The woman asked in such a surprised tone.

Ridho smiled a little clumsy, then turned to look at me again. "Yes, Sin. Thank God it's been almost a year."

"Ga!" the protest was half joking.

Ridho chuckled softly. "Where do you want to hang, where do you. You left all of a sudden, didn't say you wanted to go home, I knew from Reno. My HP's busted out of it, my friends' numbers are all gone."

"Yes. Excuse me. At that time I hurriedly took care of everything. I didn't get a chance to say goodbye to you guys."

"Papa NGO. I understand, really."

Had been silent for a while, I was confused how to behave in a situation like this. Ridho opened his eyes like asking me to introduce myself. I took a slow breath before granting Ridho's wish.

"Reva." I brace myself to pull out my hand and try to put out a smile.

The woman turned to look at me and smiled briefly before grabbing my hand. "Love."

I pulled my hand when I realized that the woman was not very enthusiastic about getting to know me. I desperately tried to suppress jealousy. I feel like I want to get out of here immediately. However, Ridho hasn't shown any signs that he'll be taking me home soon.

"We're going home, Mom?" I ventured to ask Ridho.

Usually I don't show much anxiety to others. I don't know why this time I felt I had to study hard. Scroll over Ridho's face who was a little surprised at being insinuated. I kept on waiting for his decision.

"Yes, so" said Ridho, then turned to the woman. "Sorry, Sin, we're going home" said Ridho.

"Where do you live now?"

"At Reva's parents' house."

"Oh that. Okay, deh. I'm going home too. We will be neighbors later," he said, then smiled at Ridho.

"First, Sin." I'm trying to make small talk.

"He'em." Sinta nodded, then alternately looked at us.

I also climbed into the motorbike and did not look at the woman named Sinta again. On the way home to my father, I was silent. My heart is really uncomfortable with Sinta's presence between us. Ridho also did not open his voice.

"Keep quiet, Yang?" asked Ridho after some time passed in silence.

"Eh. Ja. Almost forgot." Ridho also stopped the motorbike at the martabak seller's place.

Hadeh! Who had met a beautiful woman, to forget the intention to buy food for in-laws.

I grumbled a little at Ridho's confession. An angry feeling made me reluctant to respond to his words. That was how influential their meeting was. What was their relationship like?

When I got home, I went straight to my room. Mother's face seemed to be wondering to see my behavior that immediately passed after saying hello. I feel guilty, but I refuse to speak.

I'm sorry ... Ma'am.

Before Ridho caught up with me, rushed into the bathroom to clean himself up. The water made my head that was hot back cold. The fresh body also calms the mood that was worried. I deliberately linger in the bathroom, not yet in the mood to talk about the matter to Ridho.

After I felt enough, I came out of the bathroom. Ridho was sitting on the chair looking at me with a hard look to read. I hurried to get some clothes, then went back to the bathroom.

When he opened the door, Ridho's towering body was already standing in front of me. I turned my eyes in the other direction. Ridho holding both of my shoulders made me look at him again.

"Why you?"

"Papa's mother."

"From that judes was his face."

"Get's a shower? Adzan Magrib."

"Why do you like to switch the conversation? His protest. "I got it wrong?"

"More?" I answered a little emotion.

Ridho gasped at my tone. I tried to get away from him. However, Ridho instead grabbed me in a hug.

"Are you angry with me?"

I just fell silent. Ridho sighed, then looked down at my eyes. I had seen a troubled look on his face, but still could not read his heart now.

"Sorry," he said.

"What's wrong?" ask me to unknowingly provoke a conversation about that woman.

Ridho again sighed. "Later tonight mas story. Take a shower, yeah."

I didn't respond to Ridho's words. Breathing a sigh of relief as she let go of me, then walked into the bathroom. To be honest, I wasn't ready to hear her story about the past or anything about that woman.

***

After the Isha prayer, I laid my body on the bed. My mind wanders in no direction. I remember what happened this afternoon. I take a deep heart to reduce anxiety.

Shortly thereafter, Ridho returned home from the mosque. I glanced at him, then closed my eyes. Ridho's steps were getting closer.

"Tumbens?"

I pretended not to hear his question. Ridho was lying next to me, still using his cocoa and black peci. The anxiety back attack makes me have trouble breathing. Grabbing my hand and clasping my finger tightly. I opened my eyes, our gazes met for a moment.

"Normally not sleeping at this hour?"

"Cape," I replied.

"You don't want to apologize yet?"

I closed my eyes again. Ridho stroked my hair. Do we really have to talk tonight?

Ah ... I don't think I can hear their story.