WIFE INSTINCT

Bitter Reality

Devan continues to drive his car after Emma's husband.

"Devan, let's go even faster" Emma said with a worried face when she saw her husband's motorcycle speeding faster.

"What if I'm speeding?" Devan asked.

"It's okay, Devan," Emma replied. Hearing Emma's reply, Devan immediately increased the speed of his car. From afar, Emma's husband's motorcycle stops by the side of the road, near a tall building.

"Devan, stop," said Emma. Devan stopped the car.

"That building is the office, where my husband works." Emma said as she continued to look outside. The woman gets off the motorcycle and holds the hand of Richard, Emma's husband. Both seem to be chatting. Emma took her phone. She was planning to take a picture of her husband with the woman. Moments later, the woman kissed Richard's hand and walked into the building. Emma's heart was pounding watching everything. Hands shaking. He did not take photos. He put down his phone and covered his face with both hands.

"Emma, sorry. Here's the knife." Devan calls Emma while giving Emma a tissue. Emma did not answer. His left hand kept his face covered, while his right hand picked up the tissue given by Devan. Devan knows Emma must be crying. Without saying much, Devan drove off his car. He intentionally sped. A few moments later,

"Devan." Emma called Devan. Devan. Emma's eyes look puffy. He stopped crying.

"What's up, Emma?" Devan intentionally asked.

"I'm scared. Please don't speed," Emma said. Devan nodded. He slowed his car down and then turned and stopped at the edge of the wheel.

"Why stop?" Emma asked.

"Let's get off" Devan replied and opened the car door. Emma didn't ask anymore. He thinks Devan's car broke down. He got out of the car. Both of them stood on the beach. Emma looks confused. Devan looked up and looked at Emma.

"Emma, can we talk?" Devan asked. Emma looked at Devan and nodded.

"Byeah" replied Emma.

"Emma, I'm sorry if I had to interfere with your household matters. Although I am not in your position, but I can feel how you feel. You look tough but your heart is very fragile. That's what I see in your eyes. I know this is not easy for you, but I ask you to stay strong. Try to calm your feelings. Think back to everything you've even planned for your husband and that woman. Remember that you have children. You have to stay strong because your children need you. I brought you here on purpose. On this beach, let go of all your burdens. If you want to cry, cry. If you want to scream, yell." Devan said as he continued to look at Emma's face. Emma sat down and sat down on the sand. He thought of all Devan's words. Devan didn't take his eyes off Emma's face. Moments later, Emma raised her face slowly staring at Devan. A clear thread flowed from his eyes, falling down his cheeks. He put his hand on his chest. Devan who saw that, spontaneously took a sitting position next to Emma. Clear threads flowed increasingly faster from Emma's eyes. He slapped his chest repeatedly. Devan's heart hurts so much to see Emma. He doesn't know what to do. Emma cried without a sound. Sometimes he looked down and then raised his face to look at Devan.

"sickness. My heart hurts so much." Emma said softly while sobbing. Devan extended his hand slowly giving Emma a tissue and placed her hand on Emma's shoulder.

"Sorry, Emma. Cry, blow it all away" Devan said, patting Emma's shoulder gently.

*****

The shadow of all the bad memories Emma had ever experienced kept flashing through her mind. His heart is getting sick. Tight chest. His face was soaked with tears. Devan was still loyal beside him, accompanying him venting out everything he felt. Moments later, Emma's sobbing was heard no more. He stared blankly ahead.

Devan lets Emma calm herself down. He waited patiently.

"Devan, please take me home now," Suddenly Emma's voice said. Devan nodded.

"Arw you OK now?" Devan asked. Emma nodded slowly and stood up. He tried to smile.

"Emma, your children are waiting for your return. Give them your most beautiful smile" Devan said with a smile.

"Thank you, Devan. I'm sorry I got you involved in my problems and troubled you." Emma said slowly.

Spontaneous Devan shook his head.

Devan drove his car. Moments later, Emma's phone rang. There's an incoming message. Emma checked her phone immediately. Message from her husband.

[Well, have you arrived home?]

Emma read the message from her husband and ignored it. Devan glanced at Emma.

"Is everything okay?" Devan asked. Emma nodded.

"You got make up gear?" Suddenly Devan asked. Emma spontaneously turned her head and frowned.

"Yes, I brought it. What's up?" Emma asked with a surprised face.

"Wear something on your face. You should look beautiful and fresh when your children welcome you home. Don't make them ask why with your face and eyes puffy," said Devan. Hearing Devan's words, Emma spontaneously picked up a small mirror inside her bag and reflected.

"You're right. I have to wear makeup to cover my wrinkled face. Thank you, Devan." Emma said while removing her makeup kit from the bag.

Emma started to clean her face. Devan kept glancing at Emma.

'Happy Emma. I just want to see your smile. Looking at your tears, I feel like there are thousands of needles piercing my heart. Whatever happens, I promise, I'll always be by your side.' Devan.

"Devan, look." Devan is shocked to hear Emma calling out to him. He immediately looked.

"Wow, you look beautiful. Your face looks fresher" Devan said with a smile. Although Emma's eyes look puffy, the thin makeup polished to her face helps to cover her crumpled face after crying.

"Devan."

"Yes, Emma. What's up?"

Devan glanced at Emma.

"Do I look pathetic?"

Emma asked.

"No. Don't corner yourself. Listen to me Emma, think of your children. Be happy, please. I want you to arrive home with a smile of happiness for them, OK?"

Devan said firmly. Emma nodded.

"Devan, there's something I want to tell you" Emma said.

"Say, I'm listening to you" Devan replied.

"Devan, actually I...."

Emma had not finished her words, her phone rang again.