The Huckold Married??

About What He Didn't Know

Raffan looked at the woman who had just returned asking the question, a question that hinted at suspicion Raffan never really thought of, Raffan said, he knows his wife is smart but he also knows that she is a very easy person to believe in the words of anyone who always thinks positively of others as well as of her.

But tonight comes the question that certainly makes Raffan's heart seem to stop suddenly, a question that his wife would not know the answer if she still chose to keep it a secret and stick with the lies she had told.

"Mas wasn't hiding anything from Deefa, was he? whether it's trivial or not?" his wife's natural pink lips also moved to talk the same about hiding and hiding.

"What should I hide?"

Deefa could feel the tone of her husband's voice start to sound a little unpleasant, unlike the usual, this time it seemed murat did not like to get questions from her.

Deefa commented on the smile of trying to melt the atmosphere that seemed to be tense if she did not try to make things comfortable again because of the questions she asked.

"Deefa just asked.."

"No, I'm not hiding anything from you, okay? satisfied with the answer I gave?" the look on Raffan's face remained unchanged but even more unpleasant to look at, it seems Deefa's attempt to melt the atmosphere was unsuccessful.

Eventually Deefa pursed her lips, the smile she had just published quickly faded away without a trace accompanied by her head up and down nodding giving an answer a sign she understood and did not want to discuss anything else if her husband's response instead like this.

Don't blame Deefa, just blame her instincts as a wife and a woman who will feel uncomfortable and disturbed if something disturbs her heart even if she doesn't know what it is.

Raffan let out a long and very heavy sigh, actually there is a guilt that in an instant circled his mind and heart when he gave an answer that sounded so ketus to his wife but he could not do anything better than that until he finally let out statements that may hurt his wife a little, he can not blame his wife because as a husband, of course, he already understands there are times when a wife will be suspicious of her husband.

"Deefa sleeps first if so, when it's done Mas go straight to sleep," deefa said then moved but before she shifted the sofa back to her friend and every movement she made did not escape the attention of her husband.

Apparently Raffan feels guilty if there is a choice that does not need to hurt his wife, of course, he will choose that choice, he is not a husband who can relax and calm down when doing a lie deliberately, his souls seem to want to rebel and blame him, accusing him of making his wife sad.

Raffan nodded silently but his net moved to follow where his wife was stepping to stop when the wife went into the bathroom might want to wash her face or so before going to bed.

Back to focus on the laptop screen as well as his college assignments, of course, he would not be able to about the examination that Deefa said clearly disturbed him making the concentration even had gone so far that he finally turned off the laptop and then closing it, moving from his seat that accidentally looked at the wife who might have fallen asleep.

Raffan stepped towards the bed standing where his wife lay down with both hands raising the blanket to cover the wife's body but after putting on the blanket he did not leave immediately still bent over staring in the face which is so peaceful with regular breaths.

Stare for a few minutes until then bring his face closer to his wife and give a kiss of good sleep for his beloved woman.

"I'm sorry if I let you down I'm forced to do this, and I'm sure we'll get through it all well and happily," whispered Raffan really very slow so maybe only himself will hear.

Satisfied to look and give a kiss, the man rushed out of the room with his cellphone, down the stairs to reach the ground floor and enter the room next to the living room, the room that used to be the place where his father read even though there was a reading room upstairs but his father preferred to read in the room below.

Now he has to find a doctor who might be able to help him, well maybe a little work together so that Deefa still does not know about the actual condition, hopefully he can find a doctor who understands the problem and wants to understand even though this may be related to the code of ethics.

Raffan also began to contact his friend.question maybe his friend knows or maybe knows the Doctor who like him, of course, who can really help.

And the first friend he contacted was Agam of course because Agam is now the one who understands him the most, especially considering that Agam already knows about the problems he is going through, of course, he was sure Agam would help him and he really believed in one of his friends.

"Assalamualaikum," Agam's voice immediately greeted Raffan's hearing before him saying a greeting.

"Wa'alaikumsalam," answered Raffan as he dropped his body on the sofa of the room whose lights he accidentally did not turn on, making the room dark may be to describe his mood which is already very dark after knowing the condition of his wife through the results of the examination.

"Gam."

Raffan's low-pitched call already implied an uneasy feeling was brewing, and it could be directly felt by Agam.

Agam who was staring at the laptop screen checking his college tasks frowned and then kept the chair away from his study desk.

"Lo why Raf?" tanya Agam is friendly and attentive to the friend.

"Lo can help me?" ask before saying what he wants to say.

"As long as I can help I will help, although I cannot help, there will be help from God who always knows every problem of his people who believe and believe in his help," agam indirectly motivates a Raffan Alawi not to give up even though he may not be able to provide the help his friend hoped for, but in Agam's heart really wanted to help his friend who was in trouble.

"Gue needs a doctor who can help me without having to tell Deefa about what's really going on, a doctor who wants to work with me, although I know it violates the code of medical ethics but I don't know what to do but keep everything hidden from Deefa" I Raffan with his eyes glaring in the darkness of the room.

Agam sighed and spoke, "gue does not know Raf, but later I try to ask Dinar, as far as I know he used to be the same doctor whose person was cool hopefully even Dinar Mbak still keep his number, so we can just meet him later," said Agam make Raffan breathe a sigh of relief.

"Gue wait Gam, thank you for always being a friend who understands and is always there when I need when sometimes my attitude is not good towards Lo." Raffan felt regret because all this time always misunderstood the friend, especially when he knew Agam liked Deefa, really Raffan felt very guilty when remembering that.

"That's called gam-maling!" sentak Raffan but then laughed at the joke from his friend.

"What is the name Raf" said Agam, closing the notebook.

"Now what's Deefa doing?"

Raffan's eyes rounded and then he said, "my wife Gam, my wife, I'm a lot of thanks if I need to treat for a lifetime of help Lo but I beg you not to ask my wife if I don't want to hit back and forth!" threaten Raffan's.

Agam laughed loudly, he already knew that this Raffan must not seriously say that, obviously the threat will never be proven because he would not ask Deefa again, he said, earlier he just wanted to provoke the jealous soul of Raffan alone, and it turns out that his friend immediately raided at length to make his ears buzz.

"Oke-okay Raf, now I want to sleep and Lo also have to sleep."

Raffan nodded, "don't forget to ask Dinar," Raffan reminded Agam not to forget.

"Surely, tomorrow we will talk again on campus" said Agam.

"Gue wait, assalamu'alaikum" Raffan said, ending talks with his friend.

"Wa'alaikumsalam," said Agam and mobile phones no longer display the name Raffan.

Done calling Raffan still remained silent in the dark, contemplating himself and also recalling every word he said that sometimes never thought before said.

And now that he was contemplating his mistake, about what he had said before he was truly sorry even when he met Kinara today.

Deefa wriggling in her sleep felt the place beside her that was still empty, it meant that the husband had not slept.

"Is it not finished yet?" inner Deefa while moving to sit to see where her husband was but all she found was an empty chair and a laptop that was not on.

"Where's Mas Raffan?" ask her alone while looking at the small clock on the table to find out what time it is.

"It's 1 p.m., but where did Mas Raffan go?" he said he tied up his long hair and grabbed a blanket and set both feet on the floor.

She would have gone out of the room to find her husband who was somewhere right now, instead of sleeping, but disappeared from the room.

Her steps were a little slow when she went down the stairs, actually her eyes were still very heavy to open but knowing her husband was not in the room made her force both eyes to open.

"Mas" she called him to the kitchen, thinking that maybe his husband was thirsty and was drinking or maybe he was hungry and making food, but once he got to the kitchen what he thought was wrong, the room looked dark indicating there was no one in it, until finally he switched out of the kitchen and when he saw the door of the room next to the living room.

Deefa widened the door that had opened slightly and looked into the dark room looking for a figure that disappeared from the room while she slept.

"Why sleep here?" deefa muttered as in the darkness her eyes looked at her husband leaning against the sofa and with the help of light from outside she could see both of her husband's eyes closed seeing no response shown by her husband when she opened the door and confirmed that her husband was asleep.

The woman walked closer to her husband, looking at his face with a loving look.

She wanted to wake her husband but did not have the heart when she saw her husband was very slumbering despite sleeping in a sitting position even though it made her not have the heart to wake up.

"You look so tired, what are you thinking? won't you talk to your own wife?" muttered Deefa saw a frown on her husband's forehead.

While sleeping like this, Raffan's forehead crinkles like a thinking person, thinking about problems that Deefa clearly does not know and should not know.

Deefa sat down next to her husband and pointed her head to his shoulder, letting him lean with his hand stroking her husband's black hair.

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