The Marriage Order

S3 Without Him

Sheryl POV

"Honey, so you can't come with us to Kak Dita's application?" I was so surprised when Baruna said she couldn't come and came to her best friend's application.

He didn't answer. Seemed busy preparing for his departure along with Kak Reza's application date. And I was asked to stay overnight at my parents' house the day before they left.

It must have felt strange to go to the event without a husband himself, but what else? Baruna could not reverse his departure because he had already promised to meet with his client in Japan. Not only him, my father-in-law also went with him.

I saw him sigh slowly like there was something important he was thinking about. Although I know he is very tenacious with his work, but it feels really unwilling if he chooses a job rather than family interests.

My husband flipped his body, looking at me with a shady look. "Prophey, honey. We were probably there for about two weeks" he replied.

"Huh? Two weeks is long, honey." I scowled at him who said he was leaving for two weeks.

"Sorry, huh? How else. You also know that Dad's coming, right? We'll get this job done quickly" he replied reassuringly.

I exhaled heavily, turning my face away from her. It feels so shitty.

"Oh, come! You don't sulk like this, Sher. I'm not forever gone from you. It's the interest of the company."

I glanced. Baruna leaned her face towards me. A second later he showed his sweet smile. Unable to bear. I also reply in the same way.

"Promise?" I said to extend my little finger at him, then he quickly frowned his pinky which was one and a half larger than mine.

"Promise," he said with a nod.

Baruna then kissed warmly and deepened it, forcing me to lie on the bed. Among the many clothes she was about to bring, Baruna traced the touch of her lips and stopped right in my stomach.

"Papa just left you for a moment. Please take care of Mama here, yeah!" he said to my stomach that slightly bulged as if talking to his son who had not even been found out what gender.

I chuckled to hear him speak to himself like a madman. But I also went crazy to reply with a small voice made up, "Yes, Papa. Just chill! I'll keep Mama out of any danger."

"Okay, Junior! Then Papa will count on you." Baruna stretched out her thumb and stuck it right on my stomach.

At times like this I want time to stop letting us be in a romantic mood. But it doesn't seem to be that easy. There's always been trouble between me, Baruna, and Reynand lately.

***

Time goes by very fast. I woke up from my sleep. Not in the house of the house of Ashraf, but in my house. Yep! Today is his H day. Kak Reza and Kak Dita's proposal day. Today will be a very long day.

The sound of knocking on the door was heard from outside. A little lazy, I immediately got out of bed. Mama was already standing in front of me with clothes and makeup that was already very neat. Both of his eyes were shocked when he saw me.

"God! Sheryls! You just woke up?!" he said glancing at the gold-plated watch he was wearing.

I sighed softly. "Yes, Ma" I replied.

"It was this afternoon .... Get ready!" his mouth with both his outstretched hands flipped over my body and I could only nod excitedly.

Both of my hands continued to push up to the front of the bathroom door. "Don't be long or we'll be late! You don't want to disappoint your brother, do you?!"

I turned around, raising a little both corners of my lips in front of him. My real mother sounded more chatty than usual. How not? One more child will belong to another. It must be that nano-nano went through Kak Reza's application process. A second later hugged his body tightly.

"Yes, Ma?" I whispered in his ear.

A small nod felt on my shoulder. The hug also broke. Staring back at the slightly aging woman's face on my eye bead.

"It's still me" I said consolingly and rubbed my stomach, "and he."

Mama sighed softly, then with a smile she replied, "You belong to your husband now. Mom and Dad took our son off. So will your children. After birth, she's yours, not Mama or Papa."

"But she's Mama and Papa's future granddaughter," I'm still trying to cheer her up.

Both eyelids wink justifying. He rubbed my head while smiling. "Pregnant grandson of Mama and Papa is well. Pregnant women shouldn't frown much just because her husband can't come today."

I just kept quiet hearing it. My mom was the most sensitive how I felt this morning. Not spirit at all.

"Yes-yes-yes!" Nod me a few times then pull half a smile and go inside the bathroom.

***

Baruna Pov's

I was sitting looking at the sky that looked so bright this morning. With Dad, we're going to Tokyo for two weeks. Long enough, isn't it? Nah! Actually not two weeks. I lie. Yep! I became a good liar because of Felicia!

Father and Mother already knew everything and they were very disappointed and felt sorry for Rafael. However, I didn't let my parents tell Sheryl. And so, I lied. Our business in Tokyo is only one week. For the rest, I accompanied Felicia and Rafael to the sakura country.

Father .... Fortunately, Dad was very stable when he heard my confession. He was disappointed, but he said he would be even more disappointed if I didn't have the courage to help the boy.

Incidentally, Felicia chose Japan to treat Rafael's disease. So, I chose the date according to the completion of our service affairs.

I glanced at Dad. Both of his hands seemed to be clenched tightly. I don't know what's on his mind right now. I just kept quiet and didn't dare to ask. However, he suddenly turned his head back and said in his calm tone.

"Dad please, you're really serious about helping her, Bar. Not just a matter of material. I want you to help him with something else."

After saying that, my breath was restrained. I don't understand at all. Although his voice sounded calm, but both of his hands still looked firmly clenched. It makes me cringe.

"I mean Dad?"

"You said she was getting a divorce, right?" Dad's tail looked sharp as if he wanted to stab me alive.

My feelings are getting bad. I could only swallow it afterwards. Letting my throat get wet with endless saliva.

What do you mean this time?