That Sissy Man is My Husband

Chapter 6. Only status.

Tonight, last night at the hotel.

When Dika wanted to leave again, I prevented her.

"It's our last night here, you haven't even stayed here, don't go, accompany me" prevent me.

"Let's love, our marriage is just status, haven't we agreed? do not baper, behave as usual, do not be burdened, you are also free to do what you want" said Dika.

I don't know why I cried hearing it.

"I'm sorry, I just miss the old Dika, my best friend who was always there for me, who hugged me when I was sad" I said

My tears started to flow.

"This is what makes me not want to get married. I don't like to be tied up, I want to be free. Don't forget our deal" he replied without the slightest guilt.

I finally resigned as Dika headed for the door to exit our hotel room.

The sad me rushed out to breathe the fresh air out there.

Just stepping up in front of the hotel room door, there was Farhan also coming out of his room.

"Hay, we meet constantly maybe mate haha" his laughter.

"Fingering, I'm married, mate your pitak head" I reply.

He's laughing at me more and more.

"You know, I challenge you, bring your husband before me tonight, after that I won't bother you anymore" she said.

"I don't want to" I replied as I stepped into the elevator to get down.

Farhan was still following me, all the way to the elevator.

"Mulan febrilidyanie, are you sure you don't know me?" ask her.

I'm surprised, since when did he know my name.

I just shook my head, and didn't answer.

Farhan laughed at my expression.

He took out some character plaster.

I don't understand what he means.

"Do you remember this thing?" ask her.

I'm still shaking.

But because of curiosity I also try to remember.what is with the plaster character.

"I don't remember, don't know and don't want to know" I answered, running into the lobby after the elevator door opened.

I really don't remember anything.

Farhan pulled my hand to look at her.

I was surprised, too, when I threw that hand.

"Not muhrim! how dare you touch me!!!" my screeches.

"I'm sorry, I just want you to remember me" Farhan said.

"I don't care, I have to go" I said.

Her late Farhan could only look at my back which was getting away from her.

I walked down the street that night alone. My mind is upset because of Dika's words.

The night wind blows cold, it might rain.

I walked into a cafe not far from the hotel.

I ordered hot chocolate and snacks. Raindrops began to fall from the transparent glass in the cafe.

I look at the rain while drinking my hot chocolate. My heart felt more empty than when I was single.

I would love to call a friend to accompany me but I undo my intentions, I am afraid they know the real situation after I get married. I don't want them to know my abnormal home life.

Alone first. My phone rings, there's an incoming call.

"Where is it?" ask Dika.

"What's wrong?" ask me back.

"I've gone home to the hotel" he exclaimed.

"Oh" I replied briefly.

"You haven't answered my question" Dika said.

"Aren't you the one who said we're free anywhere without permission and so on" I replied.

"So the father of the phone, nanyain you, I had to lie saying that you were in the bathroom. Hurry home, maybe you will call again." explained Dika.

"Yes" I replied briefly.

But because of the orders my husband told me to go home at the end of the day I broke through the rain.

My body shivered with cold. Arriving at the hotel.

I'm soaking wet. Farhan is still in the hotel lobby.

He was confused to see me drenched in the rain.

"Why are you wet so wet" he said worriedly.

"It's none of your business!" Answer me while leaving Farhan.

I push the elevator button and go to my room.

I also entered with a wet body.

Dika piba saw me.

He immediately took a towel to warm me up.

"I take a shower, change my clothes" I said, rejecting the towel.

I went to the bathroom to clean myself up.

He made me warm tea.

After that I warmed myself with a blanket.

Dika suddenly hugged me.

"I'm sorry" he exclaimed.

I brushed off that hug.

"Don't act like you're a real husband, I don't want to hope and baper like you said at the time" I refused to be hugged.

When he looked at me, he became the Dika I knew.

"I'm sorry, don't sulk it dong, it's ugly loh" her sedu.

I'm still quiet.

Dika brought me the warm tea that was on the table.

"Drink her tea first, it'll be cold" she bargained.

"It's cold, it's like you" I exclaimed.

"I'm starting to" Dika started spoiling on me.

I still appreciate it, by drinking his homemade tea.

"That's donk" he said.

I just smiled thinly.

He hugged me and we fell asleep.

The next day we checked out of the hotel.

Back to the house. Greeted by my father and mother.

Dika plans the day after the rental for us, he wants to be independent, he said.

I even thought it was so that she could freely go out at any time to have fun with her friend.

Father and mother did not mind of course, because indeed they had handed me to Dika.

Before contracting us the way to my in-laws house. Her parents Dika.

We stayed there for a day that day.

Thank God Dika's parents were so good to me.

Dika and I prepared the goods to contract.

"Good health, faithful and obedient to my husband" my mother advised.

"Yes buk" I answered while packing my things.

Dika's leave is coming to an end.

We must have moved before Dika entered work. All is sudden.

Our contract is extensive. Pay it annually. Dika directly paid for 1 year with his savings money.

That afternoon I said goodbye to my mother and father.

It's sad that they died.

But I have to go with Dika.

The house is still empty. There was only 1 cupboard there. Forced me and Dika to shop for our needs there. Mattress, toiletries and others.