The Tarnished Wife

Pura pura merajuk

“Mom, accompany Zoey to here.” Zoey pulls Rara's hand to accompany her to a room.

“Miss, I want to go there.” Rara's hand was pulled by one of her students to enter the other room.

“Miss, I want that one.” other students whine towards Rara.

“Sabar, patience. Wait for the order from Miss Nur. Yep. Now line first. Okay,” replied Rara gently to her protege including her biological child.

Zac and Zoey's school are holding an outside event. The students look very enthusiastic. Rara as the teaching team also attended the event and took care of her students including her own two children. The activity is not outside the city, because in the city precisely in the South Jakarta area there is a child game that provides various kinds of education and professions. The child is introduced to various professions, because this place is inspired by the jobs in the industries in the real world.

Miss Nur divided her students into groups and one group was accompanied by their respective guidance teachers. Rara asked Miss Nur to get her two children into the group she mentored.

“Mom, Zac wants to be a pilot.” Rara's group first came to the Aviation Academy room.

There the children are given education and experience about the duties of a pilot, cabin crew, and pre-flight attendant.

In contrast to Zac who is very enthusiastic in this room, Zoey actually looks bored. Rara just laughed seeing that.

For hours they were in this place until everyone was tired. Finally, the show is over. All the students were escorted to get on the bus and go home together.

“Miss, I, Zac and Zoey are not on the bus. Her Daddy happens to be working in the area again and she wants to jump right into us,” Rara said to Miss Zahra as the principal and to several teachers there including Miss Nur who had known since being in the building.

“OK, Miss Rara. Then we go first yes,” said Miss Zahra while patting Rara on the shoulder.

Zac and Zoey immediately reached out to the principal and his teachers to kiss without Rara telling him to.

“Yes, Miss. Thank you.” Rara shakes hands with her team and sees everyone on the bus.

The bus started moving and slowly left the game building. Leave Rara, Zac, and Zoey there.

“Mom, Daddy so pick us up right?” ask Zac.

“But Daddy hasn't arrived yet?” Zoey asked.

Zac and Zoey look outside and do not appear to the father's car approaching them.

“Shortly, Mommy phone Daddy.”

Tut ... Tut ... Tut ...

Rara tried to call Zayn but only heard a connecting tone without Zayn's voice raising the call.

One, two, three times, Rara tried to call Zayn but still had not been picked up. They waited thirty minutes.

“Mom, hungry.” Zac whined while holding his stomach.

“Before a minute, darling.Maybe Daddy is driving again so can't pick up Mommy.” phone

“What Daddy is still long?” ask Zoey who looks more saturated.

“Patience, we sit there.” Rara pointed to a waiting chair.

Zac and Zoey follow in the footsteps of their mother.

Suddenly Rara's phone rang with the name ‘Daddy’

“Halo, where are you?” Rara immediately asked a question.

“On the road.”

Zayn just came out of the room. He was in a hotel not far from where Rara was waiting. He is in talks with his client here.

“Before a minute, darling.I'll be there soon. Wait,” said Zayn again who just tidied up the discussion equipment earlier and just came out of the room, then ran towards the parking lot.

“If you can't pick up, don't force Dad. We can take a taxi,” Rara said annoyedly.

“Can, Darling. Lt could. It's again on the road. Ten minutes until. Wait ya!”

“Hmm .. be careful –hati!”

“OK, Darling. Mmuaachh ..”

Rara smiled and hung up the phone call.

Zayn's promise of ten minutes would be an hour. Rara's getting upset. Though this will not be complicated if from the beginning Zayn did not force to pick him up.

Rara sighed while looking at the watch on her left hand. Shortly after, he finally saw Zayn's car come in and approach him.

Rara pouted, her face visibly bent as Zayn got out of the car and approached her. There was no smile from those sweet lips.

“Sorry, Dear.” Zayn kissed his wife's cheek.

“If you can't pick up, don't promise.”

“Sorry. Just then I want to walk, I was blocked again with that client and we talked again for a while,” replied Zayn as it is.

Rara again sighed harshly.

“Honey, Wake up. Let's move to the car!” Zayn patted Zac on the cheek to get up while he held Zoey who was asleep.

“Daddy is so long,” Zac said as he opened his eyes.

“Sorry, Dude. I’m sorry.” Zayn has always positioned Zac as a friend.

Zac got into the car accompanied by Zoey who Zayn put in the rear passenger seat, while Rara was sitting in the seat next to Zayn with her face still bent.

Zayn was in the steering chair. He looked towards Rara who was not looking at him. Rara's gaze straight ahead without a smile.

“You angry?” ask Zayn while wearing Rara's seatbelt.

“If I'm the one waiting for myself, I don't get mad at Dad. But there they.” Rara pointed towards Zac and Zoey who were sitting at the back. “They are tired and hungry.”

Zayn's face was right in front of Rara with no distance. He smiles. “Lucky once Zac and Zoey have Mommy like you.”

Zayn pinched the tip of Rara's nose, but Rara immediately brushed it off.

“Is, still angry?” Zayn pinched Rara's chin and pulled the face to look at her.

Rara looked into Zayn's eyes. “Other times don't be like this! If you can't do not have to offer yourself or force.”

Cup

Zayn kissed his wife's pouting lips without a word. Zayn just smiled.

“Road road!” Rara orders Zayn to drive her car.

“OK, my queen.” Zayn sat back properly in his chair.

However, before plugging the gas, he again advanced his body and was about to kiss Rara's lips.

“Daddy, let's go!” Zac.

“Ups, sorry. Daddy thinks you're sleeping again,” Zayn replied to Zac.

“I’m hungry.”

Rara smiled, as Zayn failed to act. Zayn sat back in his chair, then turned to look at Rara.

“Let's continue at home,” said Zayn smiling towards Rara.

Rara shakes. “Ogah, I'm still craving.”

Zayn smiled and stroked Rara's head. “Gemesin. My home side abisin you.”

Rara turned her lips towards Zayn, then turned her eyes straight ahead expressionlessly and deliberately held back from smiling, making Zayn even more anxious.

Zayn started running the car while occasionally glancing at Rara and it turned out that Rara was glancing at her, until their views met, but Rara still maintained the mood of the temple sulking.

“What's wiry? I was focused on nyetir. Don't need lyrics,” said Rara.

“Oke, now I'm giving up. But it won't if it's home.” Zayn smiled grinning.