The Huckold Married??

Deefa Request

"We have no right to interfere."

Since returning home, his wife has continued to talk about Raffan and Deefa about what she just learned suddenly became a very big problem for the woman.

"We're his parents." said Hayati with both eyes red.

What he thought was true, his son lied to him about the results of the examination, with the heart to be dishonest to him when he had given birth to him and cared for and raised him very well, bestowing affection even often defended his son when he was getting anger from the father.

"Even if our parents are still not entitled, remember the status of Raffan who is married, do not always justify what you do under the pretext of parents, do not always justify what you do under the pretext of parents, Raffan is an adult he can already think and make decisions even more this about the household, Dad does not agree with what you want to do," the husband clearly gave opposition.

"There's no other choice."

"The right to make that choice is that Raffan and Deefa are neither mother nor father!" firmly a man who has tried to give advice input or whatever it is so that his wife wants to understand but he is wrong, the woman named Hayati is far stubborn when it wants something, he said, his will as if it could not be banned let alone in about.

"When time can be turned back, I really feel sorry for marrying Raffan to Deefa."

"Mom!" ustad Imran cried out loudly at his wife's words, those very unpleasant words would certainly hurt Deefa if she heard them.

"Never say anything that hurts people, let alone that it's about your own daughter-in-law, the woman you also agree with even you yourself who wants it for Raffan, he said, then now with no feeling you say sorry? you're a woman if Deefa can choose, she'll choose to be a woman who can give offspring and meet the expectations of the mother," the word ustad Imran was full of emphasis with the look of the eyes fixed on the woman sitting opposite him.

"Dad doesn't have to interfere with what you're going to do."

"How can Mother forbid Dad to interfere while Mother is also meddling in Raffan household affairs that are not Mother's realm, mother should not enter." the man slightly jerked the table making his wife even squeamishly shocked by it.

Then in a soft voice Hayati also said, "mother has said the same Deefa, and Deefa agreed, she did not argue because she also may realize she has a deficiency," said the woman who although her voice was not as strong as before but the words that came out of her mouth were still spicy and sounded hurtful.

"Astaghfirullahaladzim, the mother knew how Deefa was, she was a woman who would only be silent whatever the mother said she would obey and say moreover the mother was her in-law, the mother of the man who became her husband, of course she would do anything to make the mother happy even though it was all against her heart, fighting the pain and harboring it was not easy." unexpected sentences continued to be thrown from the mouth of a man who felt failed to become a husband because his wife after a long time even showed a nature that had not existed.

He failed to educate his wife to be kind and not to become an authoritarian in-law with all his thoughts that seemed not to consider the feelings of his own daughter-in-law.

"Mother just wants to see Raffan happy, mother also does not want our bloodline stopped in Raffan alone, our young child is certainly very healthy to be able to give us many grandchildren!" Hayati again said in a loud voice, she became a disobedient wife just because she wanted their family lineage to not stop.

"Raffan's happiness or mother's happiness?"

Such a question is clear what kind of answer, Ustad Imran certainly knows whose purpose happiness is for? it wasn't Raffan because the last time he spoke to his son he knew very well that he loved Deefa very much.

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The morning after the incident yesterday and a few days ago, of course, the house is no longer the same as the beginning of the married couple began to pay attention to each other until finally the sense of reciprocity made them a partner who cover their shortcomings with each other, then this time can Raffan cover the shortcomings of his wife? alternating with Deefa who used to always cover her shortcomings.

"If I had known it would be like this I would rather not fall in love with you, forbid you to fall in love with me rather than be disappointed and see you suffer," said Raffan when they were at the dinner table, about to eat breakfast but since there was no sound that Deefa let out, the woman closed her mouth tightly making him provoked to speak.

Deefa who was looking down at the empty plate in front of her, she just finished filling her husband's plate with fried rice that she made, while the plate he had not had time to fill but it seems he did not intend to fill the plate with fried rice or any food, since a few days ago his appetite has been lost no where, no idea where, leaving his stomach only filled with water to keep him powered in order to face all the destiny that awaits him.

The woman seemed to not care about being shaken any number of times because her body was like refusing food that entered her body, making her thin as Raffan saw.

"I'm sorry for making Mas Raffan sorry" Deefa said.

"I'm sorry, I know so well why I fell in love with such a good woman, I shouldn't have given you the chance to get into my heart, be in full power but end up hurting," said Raffan like a poet who is heartbroken at a lover who makes disappointed.

The food that they should enjoy as if it were just a useless display that adorns the dishes, both of them even dissolve in sentences full of sadness and turmoil that hit the entire body.

Staring at each other with both the deep and stressful net, something like this should one of them be able to give in, but the tired Raffan reassured feeling no longer useful to keep trying, he said, his wife is stubborn and too kind to others who should not enter into their household affairs.

"I can do anything for you Deefa, as long as you don't give up and don't accept what you want, you can help me just by encouraging me that we can continue to be together without another woman in our midst, you can deny what mom said.."

"Mother is already angry and will surely grow angry if I refuse."

"Fuck with mom's anger! you know I will be in front of you I will defend you even if I have to face my real mother!"

Raffan had started to no longer be able to control what came out of his mouth, no matter when the harsh words that would normally only come out when he was with his friends alone made Deefa squeak in shock not only because of the harsh words but also Raffan who snapped in a very loud voice tall with an emotional face.

"Bag.."

"Stop being a good woman!" sentak Raffan wrath.

This way Deefa could only lower her face, not daring to raise her face to return the gaze of a pair of neutrals who were showing how the man was when his emotions were really ignited.

Prangs!

Until the sound of plates hitting the floor due to being thrown makes Deefa's body squealed for a number of times, really she did not expect her husband who would usually just throw words when he was angry now she saw throwing a plate containing fried rice made, he said, throwing up the rice grains scattered mixed with the broken plate, it showed that Raffan's emotions were already at their peak.

The roar of Raffan's breath was very fast as if he was hunting his prey especially when he saw Deefa moving from her seat and crouched down to pick up fragments of dishes on the floor.

He so disliked to see his wife's response made him snort cynically with sharp eyes watching the movements of women who were only two meters from where he was.

"It's not good to throw food away" Deefa reminded.

Deefa no longer answered her busy hand, moving very carefully so that the sharp plate fragments would not hurt her fingers.

Both eyes of Raffan never once turned away from his wife who is now throwing the broken plate into the trash can in the kitchen until the wife returned to the dining room with a new plate and put it in front of him.

"Tell me to give us time" Deefa said, scooping the fried rice and putting it on the plate she had taken.

Raffan looked at Deefa with a clueless look, now what does his wife want?

"Take her at least two years, if it's within two years Deefa can't get pregnant either, you can get me some honey," he continued with a calm that was really calm until Raffan was surprised how his wife was still so calm when she had clearly shown incredible emotions, emotions that he never even showed to anyone.

"That means.."

"Deefa wants to fight with Mas Raffan, Deefa does not want to give up" Deefa said in response to her husband's misunderstanding.

Hearing that Raffan also felt his heart become a little relieved, feeling his soul that had been an emotion immediately became peaceful and instantly his emotions washed away by the wind.

At least in those two years he can still keep trying with his wife, endeavoring in any way to take advantage of the actual two years Raffan did not like but of course he could not force his current wife, he said, as time went on he would continue to convince his wife to stay together if in two years it turned out that they did not have children either.

"Sorry Deefa because since yesterday made Mas Raffan upset, made Mas Raffan emotional.."

Raffan shook his head, grabbed his wife's hand, stopped the movement of the hand that was holding the rice spoon and grasped it very tightly.

"I'm the one who should be sorry, I can't even control my own emotions I should be more patient talking to you, I know it's hard for you but I don't want to understand," cetus Raffan looked at the wife who reviewed the smile even though her eyes still presented sadness.

"Then I will go to my mother's house, I will talk to my mother" said Raffan eagerly.

"Does Deefa have to come?"

"No need, I don't want you to hear what Mom said, I'd better go alone."

"But don't say it out loud let alone yell at mom."

"You always think of others when others don't necessarily think of you" Raffan sighed.

"It's better to have breakfast first" Deefa's pinta ignored her husband's complaint.

Raffan pulled the chair that was a little distance away from him, pulled it up to stick to his chair and asked his wife to sit on the chair to make both their shoulders and legs touch each other.

"We eat alone" he said gently, pulling the plate and taking the spoon.

"I bribe you" said Raffan, taking the rice in his plate with a spoon and pointing at the mouth of the wife who slowly opened her mouth.

"Now Deefa's the bribe." Deefa took over the spoon and did what her husband had done.

The two ate feed each other until the rice in the dish was finished unceasingly making Raffan smile faintly when he noticed his wife who was now busy tidying up their former meals.

"Mom's home now?" deefa asked to see her husband walking up to her who was washing dishes.

"Yes, but then immediately go home because there is no lecture as well, the lecturer again has business" explained Raffan.

Deefa nodded, "yes Deefa is waiting at home."

With full of feelings Raffan also peeked the top of his wife's head, the woman whose eyes still look swollen due to too much crying.

"Assalamualaik."

"Wa'alaikumsalam."

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