That Sissy Man is My Husband

Chapter 5. Night to 3

Tired of waiting for the end I fell asleep.

I woke up automatically because of the usual dawn prayer time.

There is still no sign of Dika coming home. I wake up to make tea. Suddenly the sound of the door opening.

Thank God the end of Dika came home.

I saw her stagger.

"Where have you been?" screeched me as she pushed her body into the bed.

His mouth smells of alcohol.

"You've been drinking?" scream me again.

I open his shoes and socks.

He lay helpless.

God, I just found out about my husband's habits. We have been friends for a long time.

Dika's asleep.

I continued to grumble on that blind morning. Adhan dawn Already from earlier reverberating.

I ngeteh for a moment. Breakfast at the hotel restaurant.

I waited for Dika to wake up.

At 7 I was ready for breakfast at the hotel.

I woke up Dika. He was even angry at me.

"Go first. Later I will follow" he said a little aware.

I said, I put on my hijab and went to the hotel restaurant located on the ground floor.

It is sad to have your own breakfast.

I put my plate of food and drink on the table, I chose a place in the corner of the room.

Alone.

Someone came to me with food.

"Hay, alone?" asked Farhan. The guy who scolded me last night when I was in front of the hotel.

"No, my husband is coming soon" I said.

"Is your husband coming home?" ask the man.

"How's the food, good?" ask her.

"I haven't even tasted it" I replied.

It's been 20 minutes since it didn't show up.

"Eat, go cold. I'm done with breakfast" he said.

"Sir.." said the waiter of the hotel restaurant was stopped by Farhan.

He kind of gave me a code I didn't understand. The waiter was finally gone.

"What's wrong?" ask me.

"Gpp coke. Just eat. Oh yeah, like your husband didn't come?" farhan diverted attention.

Hearing that I was a little disappointed but at the end of the day I started eating.

"Don't get too close, I don't feel good if my husband comes and sees us" I said.

"Oh, okay. Be safe" she replied.

1 Hour passed, my food was over.

Dika has not yet come.

"I'm sorry, maybe my husband fell asleep" I said.

I went back to the room and saw Dika was not in the bed. Turns out he was taking a shower.

I waited outside while playing with my phone.

Finish the bath with just a towel on her hips.

I saw his athletic body, his handsome face.

"Liatin what the hell is cin" asked Dika.

"Look what it is. Why not eat breakfast. I wait for you" I said.

Dika casually opened the towel. I closed my eyes immediately.

He laughed seeing me.

He then took a shirt and shorts. I peeked a little when he started using *********, he turned his back on me.

Ah, crazy, he's my husband why is this foreigner. I should be ordinary. It must be anyway. But the real thing is I've never even touched her, or vice versa.

When she was dressed, I opened my eyes.

Dika laughs at me.

"I'm not hungry yet" he said.

"Where was last night?" ask me.

"You know call dong, I'm worried, afraid you're out there" I protested.

"Hm sorry, but in the letter of agreement we will be written freely where ajja without permission" said Dika relaxed.

"Yes" I answered. I need to start thinking about myself.

"So you had breakfast?"ask her.

"Yes" I answered briefly.

Dika was back lying on the bed. Watch YouTube on your phone.

And he started laughing himself seeing comedy on YouTube.

I can only snort in annoyance.

Am I happy?

He was softer than when we were friends. He was the place I used to confide.

He was always there for me. Where the hell was it before?

Forgive me, O Allah.

I expect too much from humans.

I stroked my chest while trying to be patient.

"Ngapain was standing there, not cape what" said Dika.

I stepped closer to her, lying down.

"I'm bored" I exclaimed.

"Jalan ajja with your friend's friend" he replied casually.

"You know what, this is our honey moon, when I went the same temen temen" protested me.

"Look at this place, it's comfortable" she replied.

Comfortabley?

Evening has arrived. Dika went out again to gather with his friends.

I went to the hotel balcony. Breathe in the air that night while enjoying the view from above.

This hotel is so cool that there is a balcony. I order snacks and drinks online.

I enjoyed the beautiful night. I should enjoy this with the people I love. Definitely happy. I started hallucinating. The sky is clear tonight, the stars are scattered. There is a crescent moon as well.

My WhatsApp group is starting to get crowded.

Ratih: How are you Mulan, really miss.

Lastri: Yes, there is no him.

Sri: Understand ajja.

Me : Hehe, how are you, healthy ajja right, take care of health well.

Ratih : Nah nongol is also the end. Alhamdulillah good ajja.

Me: Patience girls, next week we gather, all looking for me to work dong, bored.

Train: well, I'm bored anyway, calm ajja later we find work. The important thing is we can still collect kayaks first again.

Sri: that's right.

Lastri: later call ajja well.

Me: okay, sip. Safe.

I ended the group chat.

Back to enjoying the honeymoon night in my alone.

Someone from the balcony next door greeted me. I ran away because I forgot to wear my hijab.

After neatly wearing the hijab I returned to the balcony.

"Hay, see you again, it turns out we're neighbors room yah" he said.

"Eh, yes, you again" I replied.

"Where's your husband, I've never seen him, or don't you lie say you have a husband?" her question was a little screamed because we were a little distance away.

"He's gone again" I replied briefly.

It was really Mulu's people.

I hurried back inside. Lazy to defend that man. Who else if not Farhan last night.

My lyrics are the wall clock is already 10 p.m.

Do I sleep, Dad. At most he came home early like yesterday.

Last night we were at this hotel.

He doesn't want to enjoy this place.

Ah, it's none of my business.

I have to focus on myself, he just doesn't care about me.