The Huckold Married??

Obligations

The sun had begun to say hello when Deefa who had been up from the morning even before the dawn prayer resounded, showing that all night the woman who had a shady face was not able to sleep soundly, he said, feel unusual with the plot of his marriage that is like the story of the novel writers who want to be immortalized.

I don't know, Deefa just felt is this really God who has given a special scenario for her?

"Astaghfirullahaladzim."

Begighfar and ask forgiveness to the owner of the universe for not believing in the power of its creator.

Since the end of the morning prayer, Deefa has been busy with her activities from starting to wash clothes and now preparing breakfast for her husband who is going to college.

The lecture? Deefa recalled last night that her husband was talking about the living he said he would give the man, Deefa frown because once Raffan was still in college and not working then the man had income from where?

A few questions twisted his brain to think, should he ask? because his mother-in-law had told him that Raffan often involved wild races with bets.

"What money will Mas Raffan give you the proceeds from the bet?" deefa murmured with the urging of questions that ran through her brain.

Her brain continues to think while her body is still moved to carry out her duties as a wife, finished cooking and cooking she has served on the table Deefa intends to wake her husband, he said, although it is quite late in fact but he hopes Raffan can wake up alone without him waking up anyway of course Raffan a Muslim who must wake up to pray at dawn.

The sound from the stairs made Deefa breathe a sigh of relief, it means Raffan was awake without having to wake up.

"My morning prayers are bad," Raffan said as if telling Deefa who was standing at the side of the dinner table, "why don't you wake up?" connecting Raffan with his hair that is still wet indicates that he has not taken a long shower.

"Deefa thought Mas Raffan could wake up on his own, so after the dawn prayer Deefa was immediately busy doing homework."

"Ck, Lo is my wife" Raffan rolled his eyeballs.

"Iya Deefa knows, Mas Raffan also knows we are husband and wife but why even ask Deefa to sleep in another room?shouldn't the husband and wife sleep together?"

Deefa defends herself against Raffan, asks for a separate sleep, and does not give him the mental life he should but still demands that he treat her as a husband.

Raffan's eyes are round, "tomorrow I set an alarm only ten!" Raffan.

"Tomorrow Deefa wake up," Deefa chose to budge, self-conscious enough that the one who became her husband is still quite unstable in mindset and is the one who has to give up a lot so that the atmosphere of the house is not always hot with their debates.

Raffan scoops the rice that still emits hot steam and vegetables and fish that have been cooked Deefa then starts to enjoy the food that tastes quite the same as the mother's cooking.

Deefa went to the kitchen and came back with a cup of warm tea, which she placed near Raffan's plate.

Deefa sat across from Raffan, just sit without eating his own food occasionally look at Raffan but when the man glances realize the middle in noticed Deefa was rushing down to play her fingers behind the table.

"Well, by the way" Raffa knew there was something the hooded woman in front of him wanted to talk about.

"Later after Mas Raffan is finished" Deefa said.

"Deefa is not hungry yet" Deefa replied with a smile, glad that Raffan was watching her.

A few minutes later Raffan finished his breakfast, his rice and side dishes and pauk were gone to make Deefa happy because her husband liked the food he cooked.

"What are you talking about?" ask Raffan after drinking the one Deefa prepared.

"Eemmm," Deefa hesitated a bit to speak.

"What's Deefaaaa?" getting anxious and impatient because soon he had to leave for college.

"On the living."

"Who is it? don't demand a living other than a living born that I can give," immediately interjected because he was impatient with what Deefa wanted to convey.

"No," Deefa shook her head.

Raffan took a slow breath, "gue has a workshop so don't be afraid if the monthly money I give you results from betting because I know that you are complicated will not want to accept it, so don't be afraid if the monthly money I give you the results of the bet because I know that you will not want to accept it, after all, every winning bet I immediately spend it to treat friends, betting money I never leave in the wallet a dime or even bring it home, the money I will spend that night too," sahut Raffan explained.

The man knew what was in his wife's mind, well of course his parents would not want to try to marry him if he did not have any income as a provision to support people's children, he said, His father and mother considered him very well.

"The monthly money I will give is purely the result of the workshop I have, it is not big but hopefully enough to meet my needs and tuition fees," continued Raffan grabbed a cup of tea and wet his throat that dries because so early has been asked to talk a lot.

There was a sigh of relief that Deefa showed after hearing all the explanations from the man before her, at first she will object and maybe she could refuse if the monthly money that Raffan will give results from wild racing bets, but the explanation from her husband makes her calm and relieved.

"Oh yes I want to go to college first, maybe I came home late because I had to stop by the workshop first to take a report of items that had not been sent by Agam."

"After that?" Deefa put on a face full of questions, after which from the workshop where would her husband go? go straight home, or?

"Can I be free to meet my friends? hanging out in an ordinary kayak before there is an elo in my life" Raffan said as if amid questions that sounded like a protest because he felt not free after his presence.

"Deefa just wanted to carry out the mandate of the mother," Deefa's voice sounded very slowly infiltrated into Raffan's ears as if just a gust of wind powerless.

"So the mission elo get married and accept this matchmaking because of mom and dad? I don't understand Deefa's thoughts are the same, Lo" Raffan let out a rude breath and shook his head in disbelief.

"Not a mission, trust.."

"Mission or trust in my opinion is no different, the mission is also on orders, and I do not like it!" firmly Raffan while taking his backpack violently and then stepping quickly out of the house with his face that looks very upset.

The man was already on the street riding his big motorbike before finally remembering that he had not told Deefa that the shopping money he had stored in his room drawer, Raffan pulled over for a while and pulled out his phone and sent a message to his wife to pick it up herself.

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