Romantic Husband (Stupid Sure Met) By Meisy T

Palau

Sinta it .. former Mas?"

Finally curiosity overcame my fear to hear Ridho's explanation. Whatever the story that happened between them, we are now husband and wife. I'm trying to trust Ridho for now.

Ridho smiled gently, then shook his head. "No. He even had a girlfriend at the time. We ... kind of best friends in first grade High School."

"O yeah?" I was quite surprised to hear Ridho's confession.

"Yes. That's why you don't have to think anything."

"I see .. You guys seem very close first."

"Name friend, so quite often together."

"Oh that. But ...." I did not continue with the words I had thought.

Actually I'm not satisfied with Ridho's explanation. It seems there are still things that he did not tell, precisely Ridho deliberately hid. But I don't want to force him to talk either.

"But what?" Ridho frowned as my daughter-in-law spoke.

"Ah, no papa. Do you have a job? I slept first, yeah. Sleepy."

I'm not completely lying. Last afternoon did not have time to sleep because they had to prepare before leaving with Ridho. Now I feel tired and want to sleep, all of you can avoid Ridho.

"Ga exists. Just want to prepare the ingredients for tomorrow's chat."

"Yes already. If it's cape, don't force it to work. Tomorrow dawn continue."

"Yes .. good night dear wife," he said, then kissed my forehead.

***

After the dawn prayer, I went to the recycling to help Mom do the housework. I saw you cooking rice. He smiled when he saw me coming.

"Udah okay?" ask Mother.

"I mean Mom?" I cringed in wonder.

"Rome from looking at the house, his face was bent."

I remember the incident yesterday. It turned out that Mom was still curious about my different attitude than usual. I thought for a moment before answering my question.

"For a moment, Mom. Ridho's busy himself in there."

"Times?" ask Mom in a nosy tone. How's your house developing?"

"The half is done, ma'am. Said Ridho, maybe next week we can move on."

"Alhamdulillah if that's it."

"What are you cooking, Mom?"

"What appetite are you? Let me masakin."

"Once I'm the one who makes Mom, anyway."

"And you're moving away, you can't eat mom's cooking anymore."

"That's exactly .. today's change, I'm the one who keeps Mom."

"Belg ... Shalehah can do it. All right, make me sambal tempe teri, deh."

"That's all? Small!" I half bragged.

Mom chuckles at my behavior. "Yes already. I fill the water for nyuci first."

"OKs. Let me be the holy one. I am relaxed today."

"Official!"

Replace me who laughs at the style of Mom talk. Back tucked the feel of the nelangsa in the heart. When moving later, you will rarely hear Mother's chatter again.

Ah, Mother .. It feels like just yesterday I was spoiling on your lap.

After Mom died, I was busy preparing breakfast and side dishes today. Intentionally busy themselves so they can forget for a moment the problem that disturbs the mind. At least until I'm ready to hear the story that Ridho's still hiding.

At half-time, my work in the kitchen was done. Just hang up your clothes and clean the house. Mom came out again to sweep the front of the house.

"Where's your house, son?" ask Ridho.

"The front is over, sir. Just as clean as the kitchen of the same room."

"Hurry up too, huh?"

"Alhamdulillah, Sir. God willing, we can move next week. Later want permission to borrow your car to transport some goods."

"Please, later you come between, really. Nak Ridho borrowed his father's car too if it's needed."

"Thank you, sir. The plan was to ask Dad for help too. See if it'll be a bother or a nag."

You just nodded slowly. Ridho started to scoop up food. I only accompanied for a moment, then took out the mopping equipment of the house. I was cleaning the dust around the closet. After cleaning the house, I washed my hands because Ridho was ready to go to work.

"Mas go first, yeah."

"Yes. Be careful on the road, Mommy."

Ridho just nodded, then kissed my forehead. After escorting her to the terrace, I returned to the back to finish the rest of the work. At eight, all work is done. I went back to my room to clean myself up.

Just about to get a towel, my gaunt rang. I canceled my intention to go to the bathroom. There was a message from Silvi.

[Beb, Stefi is here again. He met today. Can you?]

[Tumben Stefi is here? Where did you meet?]

[Because we met at the school. He said he's taking brother's place. Want to meet briefly before going home later in the afternoon.]

[Can, deh. I'm also home. Take the others, Sil, who knows if anyone can come.]

[Siip. Let me try to call the others later.]

Perfectly fitting for time. I was going out on my own when Silvi didn't call. I also sent a message to Ridho asking for permission.

[Assalamuaylora. Mas, Silvi met today. There was a classmate first came to want to gather. May?]

I waited a few minutes for no reply. It seemed like Ridho was still busy or was teaching. I decided to take a shower first.

After taking a shower, I chose the clothes to wear to go. There was a message, I reached for the device at the table. There was a reply from Ridho.

[Byeh, Honey. What time did it go?]

[His chest. Stefi was going home in the afternoon.]

[Ok. Careful gone. Do not bring a motor.]

[Yes, Mom. Thanks.]

[🤗😘]

I was stunned to see the emoticons from Ridho. He hasn't sent such a message in a long time. I put the device back on the table, put it on the house, then went out of the room to find Mom. My beloved woman just came out of the room.

"Well, Mom? Which father?"

"This is just about to eat. Father has gone. Shop again rame.""

"Don't you eat?"

"Mother brought you that stuff. The rush."

I took a plate for both of us and filled it with rice and side dishes. Mom ate it well. I smiled to see the spirit beloved woman finishing the side dishes I cooked.

"Mother will follow you to the store later. Don't forget to lock the door when you sleep."

"I want to go together, Mom. Let me take you with me."

"Who's same? Deket our shop?"

"Silvi and the others too. Don't know where they're going, they'll be told again. No papa, I'll take Mom first. It's a long way from there."

"Yes, that's it. Mother get ready first" said Mother after spending the food on the plate.

"Yes, Mom. I'm gonna change this shirt, too."

After finishing the dinner table, I returned to the room. Change my clothes with a floral skirt and a white shirt. I brushed the powder onto my cheeks and polished the pink lipstick. Lastly cover the hair with a toska colored hijab, matching the floral motif painted on the skirt.