The Huckold Married??

The Message that Is Conveyed

Raffan sat alone in the corner of the workshop with his cell phone in his hand, the phone he had deliberately deactivated from the first day he left home, still weighing to activate it or still leave it like that without telling his wife.

Until finally he also activated the object with all the thoughts that fill his head, the logo of the mobile phone brand has been seen and he just had to wait a little longer until the object was really lit.

Ting! Ting! Ting!

The sound of the message that entered his phone was immediately heard and his two eyes also caught a series of messages from several people, but the focus at this time was only the message sent by his wife.

Deefa sent him a lot of messages, asking him where and when he came home, Raffan read one by one the messages his wife sent until both netraannya read the last message sent his wife a few hours ago.

"Mas, there is a mother at home asking Mas Raffan, Deefa is confused what to answer." read a message from the wife with her heart scattered uncontrollably.

"Mas, Deefa can't lie to you and you're angry, can't Mas go home now?"

"Why is my phone inactive?" the last message that Raffan read and in an instant instantly made him grab the car keys and run out of the workshop, he said, the message was sent at 5 pm and now it's 8 pm which means it's past 3 hours he let his wife face his mother who he knows what it's like to be angry, he said, deefa also said her mother was angry.

Raffan rushes to drive his car ignoring calls from his bewildered friends seeing him running with an anxious face mixed in suspense.

There must be something going on, so think those who now can only see when Raffan takes his car quickly.

The car that was driven quickly like the wind that shot finally arrived with a squeaking sound that made the ear hurt to hear the brake that was stepped on suddenly even though the speed of the car was still very fast, and the driver of the car just got out of the car into the fence leaving his car parked on the edge of the road in front of the fence of his house.

Raffan ran as if he was chasing something and was afraid of being left behind.

"Deefa!" get into an unlocked house, no matter the oddity because usually the door of the house will be locked by his wife but this time he can enter very easily without the need to use a spare key that he always carries.

The sneaker he was wearing on both feet was galloping when stepping on the floor of the house with the two neutrals looking for the whereabouts of the woman whose message was delivered after several hours restrained due to the cellphone he did not activate.

His loud voice was in fact unable to make the woman sitting on the living room sofa turn to him, unable to make the woman whose mind flew out somewhere it was aware of, until his call was like the wind blowing without a figure in sight.

Raffan stopped his steps and called again this time in an unpowered voice, "Deefa." then walked back to his wife.

"Mom already knows." Deefa spoke with great difficulty even though her voice was slightly choked but she managed to say what she wanted to say to her husband who had just returned home after four days' leave.

Raffan approached then crouched down right in front of the woman who looked down not daring to look at him.

"I've lied to us, but you're telling the truth" said Raffan, sounding disappointed but still unable to see his wife crying again.

"I can't lie, I've asked Mas Raffan to come home but.." Deefa was simply unable to continue her words.

Since the arrival of her mother-in-law she had realized it would be impossible to face the woman, she would not be able to lie when asked a question while the husband she hoped to go home quickly to help her but instead could not contact her, then now he looks like a man who has made a mistake for telling the truth.

"Mother was angry, she also said that Deefa would be ready if in the near future she would introduce a woman to us especially Mas Raffan."

Deefa's voice sounded very vibrating, Raffan knew his wife was certainly not able to repeat what his mother had said.

"Isn't that what you want? so now there is no need to be sad especially to cry like this," said Raffan swept tears on both cheeks of his wife, he said, the man also stared at the wife's swollen eyelids clearly because perhaps as long as she was gone the woman continued to cry.

Not that Deefa was silent even more sobbing until her voice was so heartbreaking, really hurt Raffan as a husband as if he was powerless to make his wife stop crying.

"I've tried to take care of you, even willing to lie to lie to my parents so that they do not bother you but it turns out that even you are the one who exposed your husband's lies, even you who deliberately pushed me to stay away, so what do you expect from me now? against mom? I'd do it if you agreed, but I know you'd never agree I'd do that, wouldn't let me disobey the woman who gave birth to me," raffan Long said the feeling of his heart, stating everything he wanted to convey.

Deefa did cry but her ears could still hear well every word that was spoken from her husband's lips, every word that made her chest feel tight but had no power to relieve it.

"Now we just have to wait for that woman to come, right? so, let's wait and prepare, you also have to help me to perform perfectly in front of the woman later, in front of your honey candidate," the word Raffan made Deefa's cries break beyond measure.

"Stop crying Deefa, don't be like a child, you're hoping for this but you're also the one who's crying won't accept" Raffan said, while he himself was trying to withstand the sadness and grief of his heart to think how he could stop his mother.

Really he does not want polygamy or divorce with Deefa, the woman who is now crying clutches her already a soulmate can not he imagine if the dua let alone part with him.

"I'm not ready yet, it's too soon at least give me a moment until I'm really ready," deefa said her voice was slow but filled with emotion and disappointment with her face sinking into the chest of the husband's field.

Raffan sighed tightening his jaw, "so have to wait for you to be ready, right? how-how long? one Week? two Weeks? three Weeks? or.."

"Not in a matter of weeks!" exclaim Deefa did not accept.

"Then until when? isn't waiting for you to be ready the same as waiting for you to throw it out? because once you're ready you'll leave me, stay away from me."

Raffan held Deefa's shoulder and then broke the woman's arms with her veil soaked in tears, "i've known enough how you are, Deef, I know you'll never be able to see me with another woman, your fault is that you think too much about other people, don't think about your feelings or your husband's feelings!" Raffan stared intently and clutched his wife's shoulders.

Deefa who was crying too often ended up making him faint, his body almost fell if Raffan did not hold it.

Raffan panicked, "Deef, dear," trying to call his wife wishing she was conscious but what he did was no response from her body made her very panicked.

Raffan lifts Deefa's body, takes her into the room, and carefully lowers her on the bed, and then she heads to the table for some more oil, which she hopes will help bring her to life.

Wind oil was already in the can and he was immediately sitting next to Deefa open the lid of the bottle of wind oil and then pointed it at the nose of the woman who he noticed to be thin when it was only four days he did not see it but his wife's body weight seemed to decrease rapidly and very much.

Deefa's body responded and began to open her eyes slowly, the two eyes that were born softly now became more and more silent, it looks very sad like a person who does not have the spirit to keep his soul inhabiting the body.

Raffan was unable to say anything more even though he was angry but still wanted to make his wife realize that they could never be far away, but he could not bear to say again when the condition of his wife was very sad, choosing to keep doing anything to make his wife calm but his mouth did not say a word, he said, only a moving hand rubbing his shoulders even swept away the tears that soaked his wife's face.

The two stayed awake without talking to each other until the night got quiet as late with a feeling that was plaguing their entire minds.

Repeatedly Deefa looked at the face of the husband sitting beside her, watching deeply and for a very long time as if it was time for her to satisfy herself to see the face of her husband before there was another woman who knocked him out, perhaps?

"Everything is in your hands Deef, I have to how and do what depends on you I obey and will not force again if you do not want to continue to be with me," raffan said he realized when Deefa was watching him.

After saying that Raffan closed both eyes with a fixed position of sitting leaning on the head of the bed, letting his wife do what she wanted without bothering to forbid, he said, and now even Raffan can feel the touch of the hand of the wife who slowly began to stick one finger then followed by the other finger on the right cheek makes Raffan more late to close his eyes and enjoy the touch of the wife who stared with sadness.

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