The Huckold Married??
Why It Should Be Like This
Raffan who did not have any inkling was still calm he was even in the workshop and noted all the needs of the workshop that had been exhausted and had to be purchased.
The man never expected that after this there might be something creating unpleasant conditions when he had already chosen to start a lie against his wife.
"Lo didn't come home?" gerry asked Raffan, who was busy with notes while standing near the table, taking notes while standing, inexplicably made him more comfortable than having to sit down.
Raffan looked at his watch, "in a moment, I'll finish this first" he said when his digital clock had shown 21:39, meaning that time had shown at half-tenpm past nine minutes.
"When if only nyatet that mah I can also Raf," said Gerry glance at the notebook that has been filled with ink graffiti form letters arranged into sentences.
Raffan screeched, "from the first Lo it's always asked to make a note of all the items that run out so Rio can directly shop and the workshop is not empty, eh Lo even many reasons, even many reasons, who forgets the pen abis this is what it is, until I and Agam also bosen denger what aja Lo soin reason, so that, continue now Lo's mouth brags if only nyatet aja Lo can? wow I was surprised to hear it," said Raffan showed a surprised expression and then turned flat again as before.
Gerry scratched his head and threw a stiff laugh, "gue just nawarin doang eh Lo even at length chattering like a parrot who just learned to talk and was having fun babbling, ckck." Gerry protested against his friend who instead brought up his behavior which was always a lot of reasons when asked to check the needs of the workshop that ran out and indeed had to be purchased immediately because it was impossible when there were their customers who were come to replace the parts but the parts they need are empty, it is impossible if they end up busy buying at that time.
Raffan closed the notebook and packed it into a bag with a pen he clamped with his lips.
"Gue go home now if that is so," said Raffan throwing a pen that was immediately caught by Gerry.
"okay!" Gerry bagged the pen that Raffan threw.
"Don't be bagged later Lo take it home again, it's my turn to record the goods even do not exist!" cerocos Raffan stopped his footwork.
"Damn it, I can buy a hundred, kayak pens mah gini" chirped Gerry with words from his friend who was innocent immediately waltzing away after saying goodbye to his other friend.
The man that Gerry maki in fact does not care to hear his chatter as if only the sea breeze that only makes the wind if too long faced.
The car that Raffan was driving had started racing away from the place where the workshop stood, the workshop is very historic because it starts from a hobby to finally produce profits that will be shared with his friends evenly, of course, even though he had gone through the division in fact he was very able to finance his own household without having to ask for help from his parents, should not his parents be proud of him? at a young age and still in college already have to take the responsibility of the child of the person who is made a wife by him, he said, well the marriage of arranged marriage that turned out to make him even unwilling to part with the wife of the matchmaking itself.
When passing the cart martabak seller makes Raffan remember his wife until he then pulled over his car to bring his wife favorite chocolate martabak.
"Chocolate one yes Mas," he told the young martabak seller.
"Before a while, Mas" said the seller while giving a plastic stool so that the buyer can sit when he made the order.
Raffan nodded then dropped his body part to sit on the bench given, he seemed to still have to wait because many also queued to get the martabak they wanted.
While waiting for Raffan to play his phone tried to send a message to his wife but the message was only one check and then he tried to contact but not connected as well.
"No quota what, why not connect?" when the call just contact it does not seem to ring as it should.
Until the end it still remains the same makes him frown but his finger presses back to repeat the call, while waiting for the order to be completed Raffan keeps trying to contact.
"This is not a depleted quota but the phone is not active, it's sleeping maybe," his mutter who then gave up no longer contact his wife considers the woman was already asleep even though he knew it was impossible Deefa sleep when he had not come home because usually his wife would still activate the phone and will instantly answer the call from him quickly even before the third ringtone goes off.
Raffan felt a little strange and unusual but then forgot the strangeness when the martabak he ordered was ready and ready to be taken home.
In the house that now looks very quiet with the lights that do not turn on either Deefa forgot or because she was too late in grief to be able to just turn on the lights so that the house becomes the light is not as dark as it is now as if there were no inhabitants.
Deefa was still sitting glued with her head lowered feeling how desperate her heart was after knowing her husband had lied to her, the lies that he never thought would happen and the lies were in fact able to make his heart very broken when he found out about the lies that were done to cover his shortcomings as a woman.
A lie like this should he forgive? even the reason for the lie to protect her? can he still accept it? indeed he felt his chest squeezed so that he was powerless to breathe properly was so overcrowded that even tears drowned him in a pit of nestapa.
Surely he must not be like this protracted in sorrow that God forbid his people too protracted but in practice he cannot remain strong when his memory again revolves on the words of Aliya to him yrs noon.
About the woman's husband who asked to remarry if his wife still could not give him offspring, and now Deefa imagines herself in the position of Aliya.
No, even now that Deefa was already in Aliya's position, she who had read the examination results had become a nightmare that became real, is she able to see her husband remarry in order to get offspring that can be the successor of his family.
Given that Raffan was the only child of course he had imagined that the decision to remarry might be made, now Deefa forgot to request Raffan who asked him to never leave her, Deefa said, his brain was dead and could not remember anything other than the doctor's verdict for him.
Raffan parked his car in a garage that had not been closed.
"This house is so dark, Deefa forgot to turn on the lights, indeed she slept from what time until the lights have not been turned on?" tanyanya while getting down from the car did not forget to bring a bag containing martabak that she bought.
His galloping legs quickly headed into the house with the spare key he had, he said, entering into a dark house directly leads to a socket to turn on the lights that in an instant illuminate the room that was very dark.
The man locked the door and took off his shoes and rushed into the kitchen and was busy pulling out the martabak from his box and putting it in a dish, he arranged the chocolate martabak slices very neatly, it seemed that he was so intent on giving the martabak to his wife that he had to arrange it on a plate.
Raffan smiled satisfied with his work, the man lowered the bag from his back and left the bag on the dining table chair while he carried a plate containing martabak towards the room.
"Honey," his voice was very slow when he was in front of the door of the room that was closed very tightly.
The man still thought that his wife was asleep even when he opened the door he was so careful and with a slow movement of his head.
"I thought you were asleep" said Raffan as his eyes caught a figure he recognized sitting on the edge of the bed with only the table lamp left on.
"Honey." called back when his wife did not respond to his words.
Surprised, Raffan stepped through the door closer to the woman who did not even raise her face to look at her.
"I brought your favorite chocolate martabak" said Raffan who was getting closer.
But the one he spoke to remained silent, said to be lifeless but the woman's chest up and down a sign of still life, said to be alive but not also sound in response to what he said since then.
"Tora!" Raffan exclaimed as he showed the plate with a brown martabak in front of his wife as if to surprise the woman who now raised her face giving a look that expressed sadness.
"Why you?" Raffan so panicked to find the state of his wife who although in a room with dim lights Raffan can still see clearly his wife's pair of eyes was already very wet with tears.
The man ran to the table to store the plate he was carrying while turning on the headlight so he could see what his wife's face was like, looking very clearly at the face that was already filled with tears with a view that Raffan knew it was a view of saving the mountain nestapa.
Raffan cupped his wife's cheeks with concern that immediately ambushed him, circling his mind that still did not know what had happened to the wife until the woman became like this.
"You sick? we're going to the doctor now!" said Raffan anxious to help his wife stand up for him to take to the hospital but stopped when Deefa kept her body from moving making Raffan more anxious accompanied by confusion.
"Why should it be like this."
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