The Huckold Married??
Are There No Signs yet?
Today Raffan and Deefa intend to go to stay at the house of Father and Mother, after getting out of prison Raffan did not meet his parents even enter the campus he was very reluctant, he was very reluctant, if counted only the beginning of college, the man with the hood was diligent to campus but the more here the rarer and very tasteful.
"Mas don't go to college anymore?" deefa asked for the second time on the same day.
Earlier after the morning prayer he asked that but answered the headband by Raffan who was lying on his bed while playing his flagship game on the mobile phone from the end of the morning prayer.
And now when the hour hand has reached the number 7 less Deefa again asks the same thing and gets the same coil as well.
"If Mas truant continues when to be his bachelor." it looks like Deefa began to be anxious about the husband who is very relaxed facing college.
"Yes sometime if it's time," said Raffan origin and very indifferent when answering.
That was the first answer that made Deefa anxious about her husband, all this time though Raffan often act but it feels new today Deefa is anxious to pull his ears but still trying to hold he does not want to be disobeyed to her husband.
"Mas Raffan." Deefa still maintained the intonation of her voice.
"Deefa." and Raffan ridiculously called back.
"Mas Raffan."
"Deefa."
"Mas Raffan."
"Deefa."
Deefa sighed as Raffan returned each call with a flat face and focused on the phone screen.
"Mas Raffaaaaannn!" deefa who has lost half her patience.
Hearing that Raffan also put the phone and turned to look at the wife, "Iyaaaaa saayaaaaaang," he said not to lose with the wife.
"Go to campus," Deefa said with a soft-turned-return voice and a shady look in the eye.
Raffan took a breath and woke up his body lowering both legs from the bed that since the dawn prayer had continued to stick to his body.
"Go to campus, right? yes, I'm going to college now" Raffan said.
Deefa frowned at the words of her husband, a little suspicious but still trying to think positive.
Raffan headed for the bathroom while Deefa went to the closet to bring out clothes for her husband to wear.
After getting dressed with a cell phone and car keys, the man went downstairs and immediately followed his wife who was arranging food at the table.
"I just left immediately," Raffan said to his wife as if hinting that he did not need breakfast first.
Deefa stopped the movement of her hand then looked at the man who was really just standing in the doorway alone.
"Room here," said Raffan extending his hand to the woman who was slowly stepping up.
Deefa grabbed her husband's palm and then kissed him as a sign of respect for the man who became her husband, the man who became a priest and the head of the family in the household, although younger but his position remains above him.
"Assalamualaik."
"Wa'alaikumsalam."
Deefa accompanied her husband's departure with an uncertain look and look.
******
"It's a college where people study not a gossip place!"
The chatter of the two girls came to a standstill in an instant when Gerry suddenly stood in front of them, from when it appeared.
"Devil kayak Lo ah, know-know nongol," said the girl in black with a fierce tone.
"Elo was both a demon," Gerry replied and then innocently sauntered away from the presence of two girls who shot at him sharply like an arrow bow ready to slide through his back.
"In the morning, gossip is busy, there is no activity that is more useful!" grunt Gerry as he stepped up to the class where there must have been Agam there.
Agam is always the most diligent among his other friends and Raffan is the laziest lately, I don't know in this one month Raffan a lot of not entered.
Gumay has just parked his big motorbike neatly lined with other two-wheeled vehicles, opening a full-face helmet that immediately shows off a hostile face.
Last night's incident made him arrogant, far away came even to lie to his friend uh who wanted to be visited even went with someone else.
He who is not lucky or is always surrounded by bad luck.
Gumay walked lethargicly with disheveled hair after wearing a helmet as if the desire to tidy his hair was not there at all, he really has no passion to do anything but if his obligation to come to campus he will not forget.
He stepped out in a daze as if his leg bones were turning gelatinous and supple but would not be strong if to refute, that was how his legs currently looked so painstakingly just to support his own body.
"Woi!"
"Fuck me, surprise me!" hardik Gumay when not aware of the existence of Raffan who is already behind him, out of nowhere is it clear Gumay was made stricken because of the scattered friends who were just seen after the full moon did not appear on campus.
The ones that are mocked even grin without sin, "so weak Lo, Lo's life is half?" asked Raffan with eyebrows that rise and fall like a wave in the ocean.
"Whispering ah," said Gumay, who seemed to be having no taste in responding to the rant from the drama king.
"Tumben no passion, bored of life?"
Do not think that if Raffan will immediately be silent to see the response of his friend, really he will not do that and will instead do the opposite, any words will even more smoothly come out of his mouth.
"Lo hasn't had breakfast? to the cafeteria and the cave tract," invite Raffan who was greeted by a head bobble.
"Will you play basketball? it has not been basketball for a long time," said Raffan again while following the footsteps of the friend who was so slow.
Gumay sighed showing that he was getting upset and would be angry with his friend.
Seeing that Raffan stopped his steps then slowly moved backwards while raising both hands.
"Gue go home then, bye!" said Raffan then rushed to run as fast as the wind away from Gumay who snorted for a moment and then realized that Raffan went away from the class.
"He's not going to college?" Gumay muttered to himself when he saw Raffan instead lead out of campus.
"Sane is a child" he said with his head shaken to see the behavior of the child of an ustadz.
Raffan returned to his car which was only parked in front of the campus gate, deliberately not included because he did not want to go to college, just look at him not even carrying the backpack he used to wear to carry his college equipment.
Deefa took a deep breath as soon as she heard the sound of her husband's car returning to the courtyard after less than an hour.
It was true what she had thought earlier, a very clear suspicion but she was still trying to think positively but her positive thoughts were even broken by her husband.
With a face of sumringah and a smile on his lips Raffan entered the house to approach the wife.
"Wa'alaikumsalam," said Deefa kissing the back of her husband's hands who was acting silly.
"Mas not going to college?" deefa asked the husband who was walking towards the dining table.
"To college, I can't lie to Deef, sin," said Raffan, who was about to scoop up rice but then stopped, he had to wash his hands first and immediately rushed towards the sink opening the faucet then washing both hands.
"No college? why so fast?" deefa asked in a tone demanding an explanation.
Raffan who finished washing his hands returned to the dining table and sat down and now looked at the woman standing next to him.
"And I said I want to go to college not want to go to college, besides you also just told me to go to campus doang did not tell me to make college."
"Astaghfirullahaladzim."
Deefa beristighfar as she stroked her chest to hear the answer from the man who was now busy taking the rice and side dishes that Deefa had cooked.
It is fitting that Raffan refused to eat breakfast apparently had intended to return home.
"Eating dear," said Raffan pulled the hand of the wife who was very anxious extraordinary with his attitude.
******
In the afternoon Raffan and Deefa were on their way to the home of Ustadz Imran and his wife, today they will stay there because since getting married Deefa only stayed a few times in her in-laws' room, and now there is also a chance Raffan is no longer as many reasons as he had been.
The car is waiting for the fence to be opened by the house guards.
"Let's not talk to Dad and Mom if I don't go to college" Raffan told his wife.
Apparently the man still had a fear of his parents, Deefa thought the fear had been eroded by all the actions of her husband.
Hearing that Deefa just nodded slowly along with the car that immediately moved in when the fence was wide open.
"Assalamualaikum." said hello compactly to the occupants of the house.
"Wa'alaikumsalam."
There was an answer from the inside that Deefa knew was the voice of her mother-in-law.
The door opened and Raffan and Deefa alternately kissed the back of the mother's hand which commented on the happy smile welcoming the arrival of the child and his daughter-in-law.
"It's for mom and dad" Deefa said, giving a bag of food they had bought when they left for a hand.
"Thank you son, next time do not have to bring anything afraid of troublesome, just you guys who come have made Dad and mom happy," said the woman who was cooking for dinner.
"No one bothered Mom, this is one adab when children come to visit the parents' house let alone we will stay overnight."
"Well feel that, wrong himself choose a daughter-in-law who graduated from boarding school," muttered Raffan saw the interaction of mother and wife, he also chose to go away rather than have to listen to the conversation of the two women.
"Where's Mom?" ask Raffan when he does not find his father at home.
"Going to the mosque may all Maghrib prayers will run out Maghrib just came home," replied the mother when she saw the clock had shown at half-six in the afternoon, indicating that soon will be the Maghrib.
"Raffan also wants to go to the mosque," he said then ran up the stairs to his room to change his pants with a sarong while he changed the shirt with a white Koko shirt.
The man went to the mosque while Deefa and her mother prayed Maghrib at home.
The two women who had just finished praying were sitting in the living room waiting for their husbands to come home from the mosque.
"There's no sign yet?"
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