WIFE INSTINCT
Emma's Confession
"Devan, thank you." Emma said and opened the car door. Devan nodded.
"Emma, wait," said Devan and took something. Emma closed the half-opened car door.
"I almost forgot. This is a gift for your children. And here's a snack for you. I bought it because I was worried you'd be hungry by midnight." Devan offered two large plastic bags.
"Devan, you don't have to bother. I'm not feeling well with you, I've been dreaming in the middle of the night anyway, so I won't realize I'm hungry. Thank you so much yes Dev, ' said Emma while receiving Devan's gift.
"I know, you always sleep past midnight. I'm a connoisseur of your writing so I can know your working hours." Devan said with a smile. Emma raised her eyebrows. He was a little surprised by Devan's words.
"Devan? You know I like to write?" Emma asked. He felt disbelief because he never told anyone in the office that he liked to write even he had written several novels on several platforms.
"You don't believe it?" Devan asked back.
"Yes, I can't believe it" Emma replied casually.
"Do you want me to prove it?" Devan is challenged because Emma doesn't believe him. Emma nodded.
"Love, as far as anything is separated, he will find his way back. Sometimes love does not always immediately have, if the soul mate, will remain united in time." Devan said half a whisper. His words managed to make Emma fixated.
"That sentence." Emma did not continue. He looked deeply into Devan's face.
"TLC, isn't that the novel you wrote? I know it was you, even though you used a different pen name with your real name." Devan's words managed to make Emma back shocked.
"Devan?"
"Emma, just say yes, because I know it's your writing."
"Yes, I admit, it was my writing, Dev. I'm just surprised."
"I remember well the diction you played in each chapter. I like the way you write."
"Thank you Devan. I'm glad to hear that. And also, thank you again for your gift. I really appreciate it." Emma said with a smile, then opened the car door.
"Thank you back, Emma." Devan glanced at his watch.
"Come in. I'll call you. Tomorrow, I'll pick you up here. Good night," continued Devan.
Emma nodded and smiled.
"Good night too, Devan," Emma replied. Emma stepped slowly while occasionally turning to the car. Devan smiles.
'Forgive me, Emma. I've been secretly finding out about your life. You are a strong and patient woman. Honestly, I love you but I wouldn't expect much. I just want to take care of you from far away. I just want to make you happy even if only in the simplest way I can. I want our friendship to stay awake.' Devan said in his heart with a smile. She kept seeing Emma until Emma arrived at the hotel lobby.
*****
The time is 06:30 in the morning. Emma's still asleep. He closed his eyes at dawn. Emma was shocked to hear her phone ringing. He immediately got up and took his cell phone on the table.
"Hi, morning." Devan's voice answered from across the call.
"Dev, I'm sorry. I overslept. Duh, how's Dev," Emma looks fucked.
"What's the way, Emma?" Devan asked.
"Dev, I'm late for the plane, aren't I?" Emma ruffled her hair.
"Yes, you're late. I'm already on the plane. You're on a flight tomorrow morning." Devan answered.
"OMG, Devan, I have to go home today. Sorry I woke up late. But I can't delay my return. I'll find a day ticket." Emma looks frustrated. Devan laughs.
"Calm down, Emma. I was just kidding. You haven't seen the WA message I sent, have you? Look, don't panic yet." Devan laughs.
Emma breathed a sigh of relief.
"I just woke up, shocked to see dozens of calls from you. I think I'm late for the plane" Emma said.
"I called you, first, I wanted to see if you were awake or not. Second, I'm gonna ask you, whether you've had breakfast or not. Third, I'd like to say that I ordered breakfast for you so don't be surprised if there's anything between the meals." Devan explained.
Emma was silent for a moment after hearing Devan's explanation.
"Hallo's? Emma's? Hello?" Devan's voice rang out Emma from across the line.
"Yes Dev, I'm still here. Thank you for your care" Emma replied briefly.
"Emma, I'm sorry. Maybe I overdo it and make you uncomfortable. I'm really sorry. Please check your WA. I'll come get you. Don't forget the breakfast. I'll see you later."
The voice of Devan, who was very excited, suddenly changed. His voice sounded very slow. It was like losing spirit.
"Devan, you're not overreacting. I just..."
"Emma, please. Excuse me. I was ashamed of my own attitude. I promise, I don't..."
"Devan, listen to me. I'm not done talking."
"Emma, I can guess what you're going to say. I'm not ready to hear it. Ii'm sorry. Maybe you think I'm paying too much attention, so I..."
"Devan! Instead I am happy because before, I almost never get the attention you give me and I can feel that your care is sincere. I'm happy, I'm happy, even very happy, Devan!"
Emma's voice is rising.
Tut. tut's.. Phone disconnected. After finishing her speech, Emma deliberately ended her call unilaterally. He did not give Devan a chance to respond to his last words. Emma threw her phone in bed. He laid his body on the bed, tightly hugging the bolted pillow beside him and then the drops of tears slowly fell down his cheeks.
"Even my own husband is not this caring to me. In order to get her care, I often had to beg for her mercy. I could feel every single attention he gave me, sometimes just pretending. The care I expected from my husband was given to me by others." Emma said while sobbing. After all the problems she went through, indeed her husband changed, but the change was not like before. Everything feels different, not like it used to be. In the past, her husband's social media accounts always had photos of her and even photos of her. Now, there are no more photos of her on her husband's social media account. Although this may be something trivial, but sometimes make Emma feel a burden. She felt that apparently, her husband was embarrassed to admit it because maybe she was not beautiful enough compared to the women of her husband's dreams. She also suspected that there might be another heart, which was being guarded by her husband, so that her husband never again posted a picture of her or a picture of their togetherness.
