The Huckold Married??
Grief News
"I saw you smiling, why? is something funny?" raffan asked the wife who was cooking for their dinner but her lips always curved a smile making her wonder did not understand.
"Take care with Nara" Deefa told Agam's little niece, who had just returned an hour and a half ago before the Maghrib.
"Why not a leak?" asked Raffan with an indifferent look but sounded always nyolot when hearing the name of the nephew of his friend who never get along when meeting him.
"Funny, I was a shadow if we had a daughter would be funny like Nara that," Deefa said while still moving her hand to stir the vegetables in the pot.
Raffan who was sitting at the dinner table accompanied his wife to cook was choking indistinctly until coughing repeatedly.
Uhuk uhuk uhuk!
"Drink Mas" Deefa ran to get her husband some water to let his cough subside.
Raffan received a glass of water given by his wife and then downed it half and put the glass on the table.
"It's true that you are Deefa, I don't want if my child is like a song," protested Raffan did not accept if his son would even like Kinara, Kinara, the little girl who often invites him to fight mouth is not clear, just imagine him he already very does not want especially if until the incident his son is similar to Kinara, there will be no peace in the house.
"Kok you say so anyway Mas, Nara is cute loh pretty too," said Deefa closed the pot that was boiling vegetables and then turned to sit closer to the man who was grumbling indistinctly.
"For you funny, for me tuh bocil ngeselin bin nyebelin, broke my head later if our child is like him, no no no no, I do not want!" break up Raffan with a facial expression that illustrates that he really does not want his son to look like Kinara.
"Every child wants whoever he is and whatever his nature is still funny."
"But he is not funny, dear" said Raffan disagreed with his wife.
"Keep if our child will be like Kinara how?" tanya Deefa looked seriously at the husband who was immediately speechless hearing her question.
"Yes, don't let her be like him anyway, if she's like he's mending don't have any children."
"Astaghfirullahaladzim, Mas do not carelessly talk what if God granted Mas's words just now?!" Deefa was very surprised by the words Raffan uttered.
The man said it was better not to have children than to have children like Kinara, what was wrong with the boy, his attitude was so dependent on how people treated him, maybe the first time I met Raffan had made him upset or made a mistake that made the boy was always not happy to meet him.
"Astaghfirullahaladzim," Raffan beristighfar when he realized he had made a mistake, really his mouth was sometimes if he said like it at will, not using the brain first to filter what he was talking about.
"O Allah, I have taken the words of the servant, it is okay to have a child like Kinara too, it's okay as long as God loves the offspring for the servant and the servant's wife, forgive the mouth of the servant who always doesn't think when talking, sorry." immediately begged for forgiveness to the owner of the universe hoping that what he said earlier would not be heard.
"Hopefully not recorded with angels," he said again hoping his ridiculous statement had not been recorded by angels.
"It is better when speaking always prioritize thinking first, whether the words are good or not because of our own faults that will be lost due to what we say," deefa reminded her husband to be more careful in speaking.
"Sorry, are you angry?" raffan asked with a regretful face, regretting what he had said earlier.
Deefa shook her head, "not angry just that Deefa does not like, Mas always at will in talking like never thought of it first, just expelled just like that no matter what others like or not, offended or not" Deefa said of her husband's sometimes uncontrollable nature when talking to him and others.
Raffan pursed his lips hearing what the wife said, he was indeed wrong so he would not give any rebuttal to defend himself.
Deefa turned off the stove when she saw that the vegetables she was cooking were ripe and left it to leave Raffan dumbfounded.
"Aren't we going to eat, baby?" asked Raffan when the wife even climbed the stairs to the top floor.
"Deefa mobile phone sounds, want to answer the phone first," Deefa said without stopping her steps.
"His ears are very sensitive, the feeling I have not heard anything from earlier except the short lecture he gave just now," oceh Raffan scratched the top of his head thinking about the sensitivity of the ears of the wife who could hear the sound of the phone when the object was upstairs while they were downstairs even in the kitchen which was noisy by the sound of cooking and machinery from the refrigerator that makes a sound even though it is faint but still the kitchen was not silent, let alone were they talking.
Waiting for a few minutes but Deefa did not go down and came back even though Raffan was very eager to eat.
"Egyptian sleep?" oceh Raffan then moved from the chair he had been sitting in.
The man decided to catch up with his wife, checking that she was sleeping and forgetting that a husband was waiting for her to have dinner together.
Raffan halted his steps in front of the open door of the room when he faintly heard the sound of crying from inside there, the clear sound of crying was the sound of his wife also made him immediately run into the room.
"You're angry with me? promise me I won't say anything anymore" said Raffan who thought that Deefa was crying because of her words.
"It wasn't Mas" in a voice as fond as Deefa tried to explain that the reason for crying wasn't because of her husband.
"Keep because of what? you were about to receive a phone call but suddenly you cry, who is your phone really, must be he who makes you cry, herein the phone let me omdlin!" raffan said he could not accept anyone making Deefa cry, if he could maybe hit that person.
"Change," said Deefa briefly.
"Change? Abah Burhan?" Raffan.
Deefa nodded quickly with tears constantly flowing down her cheeks.
"Well, if I don't dare, raise my hand," I Raffan as he raised his hands, which foolish man who dared to disobey kiyai the owner of the boarding school can kualat seven derivatives of him, he said, thought Raffan.
Deefa did not listen to the babbling of her husband's mouth, for she was getting late with the sadness that was hitting her at this time.
"Father died Mas" Deefa finally explained why she was crying like this, her father had just died and would be buried tomorrow morning.
"Innalilahi wa inna ilaihi raji'un," Raffan crouched down in front of his wife.
He knew very well that at this time his wife must be very sad to lose the Father, even the woman was not there in the last moments of his father.
"Deefa wants to see Mr. Mas" Deefa's pinta wiped tears on both cheeks.
Raffan nodded, he would take his wife to see his father's body one last time before being buried tomorrow morning
When going to leave Raffan did not forget to report the sad news to his Father and Mother, then the two immediately left anyway his parents could go with the driver later, then the two of them left, not unwilling to take with him just do not want his wife and his mother did not talk to each other or maybe later even his mother issued a word that made his wife hurt.
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