When My Wife No Longer Asks for Money

When my wife no longer asks for 124

"Thank you, you helped me" said Ratih.

"Sama-sama, are we just moving out of here?" said Afnan pulled Ratih's hand to get out of the cafe and then walked to the cafe opposite.

Train was silent, following Athar's steps. He saw a look of worry in Afnan's eyes, who was he really? why is he always there when I have a problem.

After crossing the street, Afnan and Ratih stopped by the cafe and sat down. They sit in a corner so that no one can see who is coming.

"Drink to calm you down!" said Afnan gave him water, Ratih just nodded and drank it.

"Mr....!" call Afnan to the cafe waiter.

"Yes sir, what message do you want?" ask Afnan.

"I ordered Roasted chicken and spicy sour squid like chicken satay, same with him," said Afnan made me wonder.

Wasn't the food he ordered Rahman's favorite, not to mention the perfume he wore was very similar to Rahman's mas perfume and he also claimed to be my husband, who is he really?

Ah, how do I know he's Rahman. I know, if he really was Rahman's mas he must have a tompel in his hand.

If he really is Mas Rahman, I'm very grateful but why his face became someone else. I'd better follow all the games.

Shortly thereafter, the order came with the drink. Afnan immediately gave rice to me, he ate very greedily.

I should be able to see the tompel in Afnan's hands, if he's Mas Rahman but if it's true he's my husband. Why doesn't he remember about me, does he lose his memory.

"Do you have a wife?" ask me carefully.

"Why, do I look like a married person?" Afnan asked back.

"No, maybe in the past you've been married that way," I said hoping that he remembered about me.

"That's it, but every night I dream of someone," said Afnan looking serious.

"Who?"

"You..,"

Irritatedly I hit his arm, but I was serious but he was just joking.

"I'm not kidding!"

"Then...

"Eat, you will know" said Afnan.

I just nodded and finished the food he ordered to make me full.

The sky is getting cloudy, it's going to rain soon. I plan to go home anyway and there's no job I have to work today. I got up and walked off the dinner table.

"Wanna go home?" my word.

"No, I can go home alone," I refused, I'll test it. He has to admit who he is.

"Don't argue, come with me home or not at all," said Afnan staring intently at my eyes, he clasped my hands tightly even I couldn't try to let go.

"Come in!" afnan said opening the door, I looked up at me and got into his car.

We went home together, it started raining heavily. On the way I told Afnan to stop, I got out of his car and walked in the rain.

"Ratih, where are you going? get in the car," said Afnan chasing me but I don't care, so many puzzles after meeting him.

Same perfume, same food. Who he really is, why he came all of a sudden and he worked in Anggara's office all of a sudden.

"Train, stop," said Afnan yelling at my hand, I stared at him under the rain. My clothes are wet but I don't care.

"What do you want? why did you stop me, we were nobody even we only met two days ago, why did you seem so close to me" I said in a loud voice, lips slightly shook with the cold rain.

I walked up these legs, walking one by one on the highway. The streets are getting quiet, maybe people are reluctant to go home because of the rain.

"Because I'm your husband, I'm Rahman not Afnan" cried Afnan, my steps halted when I mentioned that he was Rahman. I turned around, looking at Afnan's body.

"What is the evidence that if you are my husband, if he is still alive, he must come home instead of living with others" I said.

What I'm saying is true, if she's my husband she must have come home or at least contacted me.

"What is this evidence is not enough," Afnan rubbed his sleeves until he saw his birthmark, he was right my husband but why his face changed.

"Then if you're my wife, why did your face change" I said I couldn't believe it.

"That night the car brake blong and I hit a tree but there was someone who helped me at that time, then came two men doused my face so that my face felt hot and I found them on the side of the road with a blistering face," said Afnan walking towards me.

My eyes were round when I heard the story, I didn't know what happened to Rahman's mas that night but if Rahman's mas was found that night why didn't anyone call me.

"I am your husband, Rahman. I miss our daughter Rania, miss our mother and Silvi." Mas Rahman held my cheek, he looked me in the eye with the rain flowing down my cheek.

He's right, he's my husband, my Rahman.

"Why did you realize you didn't see me, Mom?" I asked him to hit the chest of his field, These tears of longing finally fell slowly. He took me into his arms.

"Sorry baby, I wasn't ready to meet you with someone else's face at the time" said Mas Rahman.

"Come, shall we go home now? I want to meet with mom and Rania," said Mas Rahman carrying me into his arms, I just nodded without being able to say anything.

We came home soaked in the car, I kept staring at Rahman with a different face. So all this time he's been living with Mr. Brata's family but only now is he seeing me.

Shortly after we got to the front of the house, me and Rahman got out of the car but I was afraid if I didn't believe it was Mas Rahman.

"Mother...!"