Silence of a Wife

Chapter 25

"Mas Rian!" peekik Aya ran out of the hotel room and did not see her husband. "Where is Mas Rian! I want to straighten out this sign! Really late!" geram Aya stepped out of the hotel.

While on one side, Rian chuckled at the expression on his wife's face that suddenly saw a red mark because of his actions.

"Yes, if you saw that sign, you must have thought badly. But, no matter what, I deliberately did all that, so that you would panic and chase after me. Maybe, this time ..you are frantically looking for me!" muttered Rian waiting for an online taxi that has been ordered.

After searching, Aya finally found the figure of her husband who was standing waiting for an online taxi.

"Mas Rian!" calling Aya made Rian turn towards the source of the voice.

Aya ran towards her husband, "Mas, explain right now. What does this sign mean!" annoyed Aya.

"What does that mean? I don't know what you mean, baby!"

"Already, Mas. Don't pretend you don't know. I know, it's all you, right! What are you doing to me? Don't tell me, you stole an opportunity in narrowness. You promised me you'd never touch me again. But, why is there a red mark, Mas! You're evil! Swear, nasty! I'm wrong to believe you, again!" annoyed Aya hit Rian's chest repeatedly.

"Well, embarrassed to see people. Why anyway? I'm your husband. You booked a room at this hotel too, right? Didn't I? So, it's only natural that the husband-"

"I'm not your wife anymore, Mom. Who can book a room at this hotel! Don't be your narcissist!" ketus Aya, "Quick eliminate! I don't want to know, this has to go away right now!"

"In what way, Ay? It will also disappear on its own. Now, you go into the room. Your clothes are a mess. Shame on seeing hotel employees!" rian's decree, made Aya stare at his disheveled appearance.

"I don't care. Whether I want to look disheveled or not. Bottom line, delete, Mas!"

"Yes, yeah. I helped remove. Now, we go into the hotel room again. I delete!"

"Wear what? Don't mode!"

"Who is the mode. You told me to delete it, right? Why am I in the mode?" asked Rian who was inwardly chuckling.

"Wear what, first?" ask Aya plain.

"Either. We're going to go into the room again, yeah! I removed all the red tattoos that were stuck to your neck. Already, don't be angry. Indeed, you're not ashamed, showing this kind of sign in public?" rian's question made Aya stare around the hotel.

"Yes, shame, Mom. But what's more, I was shocked when I saw this mark." muttered Aya softly, her palm trying to cover some red marks.

Seeing his wife's adorable demeanor, Rian laughed inwardly. 'What Aya did not realize, if the one stuck to her neck was the red lipstick that was inside her bag. Really adorable for my wife! How could I lose this beautiful and adorable woman.' Inner Rian pulled his wife's hand into the hotel.

"You don't mode. We will open the door later! If necessary, you call OB or another employee, so that you don't messum with me again, Mas!" aya said as her hand was forcibly pulled by Rian.

"We're legal, legal if you want to do messum, Ay. We're still husband and wife. And I know, actually your love is still intact for me. But, you did all this for your heart and the child in Vina's womb, right?" guess Rian.

"Engga, Mother. Heart's broken. It's just, I want to make peace with this situation alone. You said yourself, if you want to stay away from me, you said yourself, you want to divorce me. So, why do I hate you even in my heart, everything hurts. It feels like a nightmare."

"That means, you don't hate me?"

"Hate you so much." annoyed Aya, "Try you think using the brain. The heart of a wife who smiles happily when she learns the harsh reality, if her husband is married to his wife's own best friend. To the extent that his wife's best friend was pregnant with her husband's child. Try to think with your brain, Mom! If there is such a woman, it means that the woman does not love her husband, or maybe the woman is tired and chooses to laugh to cover all her sadness!" ketus Aya's.

"Don't close. I don't want to add to this!"

"It won't be, baby. I promise," answered Rian, then closed the door to his hotel room.

"Go to the point. Quickly clean this container! I'm going to sleep, I'm still sleepy!"

"Where's tissue? Get me some tissue and water!" rian's Word.

"Mas, you're crazy, yeah! Where possible traces like this can be removed with tissue and water. You're crazy, Mas!" annoyed Aya.

"Could love. If you don't believe me, let's try!" rian's Word.

"try on? Just watch if you can't!" annoyed Aya took a wet tissue in the bag, "Wear a wet tissue, Mas. No need to use water. But beware if you can't." threatened Aya gave her wet tissue to Rian.

Rian took a wet tissue and rubbed it into the niche of his wife's neck, "Can, right! Who says you can't! Next time, don't panic. I didn't do anything!" rian said while cleaning the red marks because of Rian's actions.

"Then what is this mark, Mom. Lately, you've been good at lying!"

"Who is good at lying. Is it necessary in this room to install CCTV so you can trust me?"

"It needs to be!" challenge Aya.

"Hahaha .. I'll talk to the manager of this hotel!"

"Why are you laughing, Mom. Is there anything funny," annoyed Aya.

"Already, I've cleaned up all the red marks. Now, you believe ... all this can be lost in an instant, right?" rian said showing a wet tissue that turns red.

"Hem. But wait a minute. Why can you, Mom?" ask Aya confusedly.

"Yes can, baby. Try it, guess what this is?" ask Rian.

"Where do I know, my mom!"

"Take a guess, baby!"

"I'm lazy, but wait a minute. Isn't this the color of lipstick I've bought online, but it's the wrong color?" muttered Aya, then looked at her husband's face, "Mas, don't tell me you did all this?" ask Aya again.

"Who else but me, baby? In the room there's only me and you."

"Ish, Mum! You're this! I want my heart out!" annoyed Aya throws a wet tissue in any direction. Slowly her hands grabbed her clothes and pulled her husband's ears.

"Aw .. ailing Ay. It hurts! My ears could be out! Want to have a husband with one ear?"

"I don't care. Tomorrow you're not my husband anymore, Mom! You want your ears to pop or grow again, I don't care!" ketus Aya