The Huckold Married??

Wake Up!

"We say yes sir, Mother," Deefa told her parents.

They only stopped by for a while at the house only about an hour and then went back to take a long trip to get to Jakarta.

"Be careful on the road" the middle-aged man said as he patted the shoulder of his daughter whom he never thought would marry someone from out of town.

In the past he always hoped that his son would get a soul mate who only one city, so that not far if they want to see him considering from childhood they did not take care of Deefa because she put him in the boarding school, but in fact the power of God predestines something else.

Mother still seems to be very heavy hearted to take off her child even though a few days yesterday the child had been staying at her house, accompanying himself and treating the longing but the name of the old man still it was not enough to make him now not want to let go of the embrace.

Seeing that Raffan and his father-in-law could not do anything, could only wait to let the two rest on their laurels before no longer being able to hug each other, although still can hear each other's voice and see the face with the help of mobile phones.

"Raffen."

The call of the in-laws made Raffan who was standing waiting near the car turn to the man who was already beside him.

"Never hurt Deefa, either heart or physique, if it is not like and feel marriage can no longer be maintained please return Deefa to Father and Mother, or Umi and kiyai Burhan," message from in-laws.

Raffan pursed his lips not talking just staring at the two eyes of the man who was so earnest with his words.

"Come on."

Not even Raffan gave an answer Deefa had walked to the car to take her to leave with her eyes slightly still wet, Raffan knew the two women were crying.

Raffan nodded then looked at his Father-in-law, "Raffan will remember the message of the Father," said Raffan then say goodbye to the smiling man and then pat him gently on the back.

"Bismillah."

Finally the car was back away accompanied by a wave of hands from both parents who were still reluctant to move before the car carrying the child and their daughter-in-law was really no longer visible.

Along the way in them suguhi by the view from the rice fields owned by the residents, the, the scenery that used to be only Raffan saw when he was going home to Bandung his father's hometown to visit the house of his late Grandmother and Grandfather who was only cared for by the housekeeper, only, while his father's brother lives in another city with his family just like his father who chose to live in Jakarta rather than settle in his own hometown, hometown which of course a lot of its own memories, that is the name of a life choice that will not be taken.

While his own mother is a Padang person, it is very rare and may even almost never go back to Padang for some reason Raffan himself does not know, he said, for four years, they have not returned to their mother's hometown.

Raffan inhaled deeply the fresh air coming in from the glass he deliberately lowered, feeling so natural because there was no pollution from the vehicle, he said, this small town in the corner of east Java is indeed so stunning with large trees that are lush and look amazing when the sun has risen and will look so gripping when night falls.

Even last night Raffan passed this road even he honked his horn all the way, and did not dare to open the car glass, not a coward just avoiding something unwanted, he said, because his father had often explained to him that in this world we live side by side, invisible creatures exist and Allah has explained in the Quran.

"Later if it's half way we stop by the hotel first," said Raffan when Deefa was enjoying the cool air this morning.

"Badan I'm sore, I told you to ask for a massage" continued Raffan.

"Loh, it was at my house, Deefa had offered Mas Raffan for a massage but Mas said no need," terang Deefa still clearly remembered that Raffan had refused when he offered to massage before leaving.

Raffan moved his neck flexing his neck muscles to hear the answer he gave his wife.

Obviously Raffan refused because what he really wanted was not a massage that only revolved around the back of the hand or the leg, he wanted another massage but did not know why his wife did not even understand.

"Sand-plus!" he said that he was worried, not caring about the look on Deefa's face that turned red.

Ah no! it doesn't seem like the first night but maybe the first afternoon or the first afternoon?

Raffan glanced at the woman who was now biting her lips that had become a breakfast welcome morning, brutal breakfast that he did because to give the bite-bites of anxiety is not restrained.

"Raffan's patience." said inwardly asking himself to be patient with Deefa's behavior.

Raffan adjusted his breathing, pulled and exhaled slowly and no longer dared to glance at the woman beside him, keeping himself from turning the car into the forest and then pouncing on his wife.

"Strong, resistant, for 19 years Lo can nahan Raf only a few hours can not," he again protested with instinct as a man who seemed to continue to demand.

Raffan felt his body sweat when the wind still continued to hit his face.

"Mas Raffan's hot?" deefa asked with her song to find her husband shaking his hand.

"Nyalain aja AC," said Deefa again and then raise the car glass next to him.

Without a word Raffan also according to him also closed the glass and turned on the AC, but in fact after the car AC was on still can not help even further aggravate his body temperature.

The heat outside and inside and..

"Damn it, wake up!" nagging when glancing at the bottom of his body.

Deefa who heard her husband's moaning asked, "who woke up?" tanyanya stared uncomprehendingly.

"Sleeping police," answered the origin.

Deefa frowned then looked at the road they passed as she remembered on this street there was no policeman sleeping and if there was anything could the policeman wake up? while she knew the sleeping police meant by her husband was a speed bump or speed reducer on the road, it was really impossible for the inanimate object to wake up.

Deefa glanced innocently at her husband who was looking straight ahead, thought her husband was concentrating on driving a car without her knowing her husband continued to curse on his own body that seemed to have no patience anymore to wait when his employer was trying to find a hotel.

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