The Huckold Married??

Actually Can't

After the funeral Deefa was still faithful in the tomb with a tombstone inscribed with the name of the man she called Father.

A man who became his biological father who was already half a century old and often sickly finally now is no longer able to see Deefa, although they had not lived together since Deefa was little but still their affection and bond were so strong, the blood that flowed in Deefa's body was the blood of the Father.

Parents who never want to see him sad even when Deefa was almost separated from Raffan, his father also felt what Deefa felt, the heartache and disappointment that his daughter felt always felt as well, maybe if the old man knew that at this time Deefa was depressed by his mother-in-law Deefa sure his father was sad too.

"You rain dear, we better go home now," persuaded Raffan who faithfully accompanied his wife from the first time they came, the man continued to be beside his wife, even if he had to go to help the busy neighbors he would return quickly.

He showed how loyal he was to accompany the woman who became his wife, the woman who was grieving the loss of a beloved figure is definitely not an easy thing, he said, there will be tears and sadness that adorn the beautiful face of his wife.

"I still want to be here, Mas" Deefa refused the invitation from the man who was crouching beside her.

The burial ground was already very quiet and left only the two of them, behind, while the mourners who had participated in the funeral have returned to their respective homes and some may still be in the funeral home to accompany the occupants of the house that has just been abandoned.

"But the sky is already very dark, and the rain may be falling profusely," raffan stared at the blackened sky and the wind that created the fragrant earth as a sign that what he said was true.

"Tomorrow you can still come here again" persuaded Raffan when he began to feel small droplets of water coming down and hit the skin of his hands.

Fortunately before the rain fell more and more Deefa would also be brought home, and now they are walking with a little running so that the rain does not wet their clothes more.

The burial distance to Deefa's house is not too far away just to get to the place it must go through a winding road and narrow enough that they do not need to bring a car.

Just as they arrived at the house of Deefa's biological parents instead of descending very heavily accompanied by a wind that blew the dry leaves off the branches.

"Assalamualaikum," said Deefa and Raffan when they want to enter the house that still has several mourners including Raffan's father and mother who followed overnight immediately told by Raffan.

They seemed to be accompanying the old woman who had just lost her husband, an old woman who might have to get used to living alone in the house, because after this surely people will return to their homes as well as their only daughter who will return to Jakarta with her husband.

"Mas," Deefa sat on the edge of her bedroom bed which she had not occupied for so long, wooden beds with a so simple cotton mattress are only coated with sheets so that the mattress becomes neat and comfortable to occupy.

"Why? you hungry? I'll take some food, okay?" ask Raffan to his wife.

Since last night his wife had not eaten anything even they immediately set out so get the news of the grief, did not have time to fill the stomach and it was night again, and it was night again, that means almost 24 hours his wife and he did not eat anything just plain water into their stomachs.

Deefa shook her head slowly looking at the man who was drying his hair with a towel because the man had just finished his bath, "I want to stay here first no matter what Mas object?"

Raffan stopped what he was doing and approached the woman who kept the veil, even though they were alone in the room with the white towel still in her hand, "until when? if only two or three days I can accompany you here, we'll go home together" Raffan said of his plans.

For the second time Deefa shook her head implying it wasn't the way she wanted it to be.

"How long do you want?" asked Raffan again as he looked inside the woman in front of him who was now lowered, perhaps feeling uneasy saying what she wanted, he said, for he is a wife after all, and the wife must follow what her husband says while not violating God's rule.

"Maybe a month."

"Huh?" Raffan Hampie had a heart attack at his wife's request.

"Deefa doesn't have the heart to stay on her own, at least until Mom gets used to it" Deefa gave an excuse.

"But if indeed Mas objected it is okay Deefa will follow Mas back to Jakarta whenever Mas want," Deefa continued his words and this makes Raffan not bear if he had to impose his wishes.

The reason his wife gave was quite reasonable and acceptable, but to be honest he felt and really could not if he had to part with his wife for one month, he was a normal man who at times needed a caress from his wife.

"I allow but not for a month also Deef, at least you have to pity your playmates," said Raffan negotiating so that his wife does not get a month.

Though earlier Deefa said just maybe not for sure he will be a month at his parents' house, but why Raffan did not even understand.

"Friends playing?" confused by Deefa with the words that her husband made, who is his playmate?

Raffan codes with his eyes on the part of the body he calls a playmate.

Deefa grimaced with embarrassment so aware that it was her husband's private part that she meant, in the state of Deefa whose eyes are still red and slightly swollen from crying could-can Raffan even make him become very embarrassed.

"Don't be too long, baby" whispered Raffan to the woman squeezing the end of her veil.

Deefa nodded in agreement to the request of the man beside her.

The cup!

Raffan also gave a kiss on his wife's forehead and gently stroked the top of the head covered with a veil.

Now they are in the yard of the house that looks muddy after the rain hit an hour ago, they are in this yard to deliver Father and Mother Raffan who will soon return to Jakarta, Jakarta, while Raffan will still be in his wife's hometown for about two or three days, well that's even if he does not date, if it looks like he will just return to Jakarta along with his wife.

All this time Raffan did not see Mother and his wife chatting, both of them look like strangers who do not know each other, ah no more precisely he saw his mother who did not consider the existence of Deefa, as if she did not, while Deefa Raffan saw for himself how his wife was trying to get closer and invite his mother to talk like before when his mother had not demanded grandchildren from them.

"Please, later also the mother will be good again kayak first," said Raffan calmed his wife who was staring at the car that had driven away carrying both parents.

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