Until When Should I Be?

19. Immediate date

Jamal, who knew his wife had gone to bed without eating anything, rushed inside. The man immediately opened the room door with the duplicate key he had. He was so afraid that Sinta was doing nothing. It's possible that his current wife is not sleeping, but is in pain from not touching the rice in the slightest.

"Darling! Sin! Sinta," whispered Jamal trying to wake his wife.

A sigh rang out, Sinta blinked her eyes to adjust her vision. "Oh, are you home? Remember the house, mom?" said Sinta with a hoarse voice.

Jamal could clearly see the trail of tears on his wife's cheek. He immediately removed the remains of tears that had not yet been shed. "You crying?" jamal, be careful.

"I'm sorry, I've done a lot of work and I didn't have time to contact you at all. Mas even very difficult to drink water, deck," continued the man tried to explain correctly so that his wife did not misunderstand.

"Yes," replied Sinta briefly.

"Darling ..., please don't get mad, hmm?" persuade Jamal with a pleading gaze.

Sinta threw away her face, not wanting to be fooled by the same gaze. He is not ready to be fooled again. So he made an invisible defense wall so as not to be easily fooled. Well, Sinta fully thought that he had been tricked by Jamal repeatedly. Only this time did he realize that.

"I'm tired, mas. Let's continue this tomorrow only," Sinta closed her eyes again.

"At least let's eat first, hmm. I heard you haven't eaten anything yet and kept waiting for you, "persuade the man in a soft voice.

"Click, don't bother me, ma'am. I'm not hungry! I'm just fucking." Sinta bit her lip, the woman did not want to start a fight, so she preferred to sleep instead of continuing to argue like now.

Jamal let out a long sigh, stroking his wife's head fondly. "Beautiful dream, dear," he said as he let out a brief kiss. Jamal then chose to leave the room. He believes his wife is avoiding him and there is nothing he can do if he wants it.

"Do you want to make tea, sir?" said the waiter who saw Jamal pensively alone on the porch of his house.

Jamal smiled faintly while nodding small. "Please, yes," he said.

"Wait a minute, sir. I'm going to the kitchen first,"

"See if my marriage doesn't go well, I'll make you regret having a grandchild like me!" his hisses with glittering eyes were annoyed.

"Sir, this is your tea,"

"Oh, thank you. You can rest now,"

Jamal looked back alone, hoping that time would pass and everything would return to its original state. His relationship and his wife returned warm as before the grandfather found out about their marriage.

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Early in the morning, Sinta glanced at the side of the bed next to her which was still neat. Obviously nobody slept there last night. Ah, what now her husband doesn't even want to sleep in bed with her.

With all the bad feelings in her heart, Sinta rushed to the bathroom and splashed her head with cold water. Afterwards, Sinta went to the kitchen to make breakfast.

The woman's heart was slightly filled as she watched her husband fall asleep curled up on the sofa. Anxiety has made her act late by ignoring her husband since last night.

"Mas, wake up,"

Jamal groaned softly, a second later the man smilingly looked at his wife's face. "Morning, beautiful," she said full of globules.

"Wait there," Sinta pushed back up her body. Oh, no matter how upset it was, it was still there even though he tried to deny it.

"Okay, then let's go on a date!"

Sinta gawked at it, while Jamal had already escaped to the bathroom without even hearing his wife's response. Either way they have to make up.