Wife Interlude

Chapter.81 Fret

Anjas was standing in one of the hospital rooms, in front of him a dance that was doing therapy with doctors and nurses. Occasionally the man seemed to smile while saying a word of spirit as Dari turned to him.

This is the first therapy of Dance after the woman was allowed to go home a few days ago, Anjas has promised to always accompany Tari in every therapy session he lived. Thirty minutes later Tari was out of the room with Anjas pushing his wheelchair.

"Capek huh? How about we have lunch before we go home?" anjas asked as he continued to push his wife's wheelchair out of the hospital. He could see clearly, how the wife had undergone therapy that would not be easy and draining.

"Heem, I'm hungry too" replied Tari. His head slightly looked up showing his smile to the husband, who was immediately replied by Anjas, while rubbing Tari's cheek slowly.

Arriving at the hospital lobby, Anjas also carried Tari to get into his car, then moved Tari's wheelchair to the trunk of the car.

"I'm sorry, Mas, I'm making it hard for you" Tari said suddenly as Anjas just landed his butt in the steering chair.

As a wife, she really felt useless at this moment, if only Anjas were not there beside her, perhaps Tari would prefer to die alone, rather than live like this.

Anjas looked at Tari with a deep frown, he did not like the words of his wife. Anjas never considered dance a burden. Currently Dance and Syafira is there encouragement in living the day that may feel tiring.

"Dear." Anjas took the hand of Dance that seemed to be clinging to her lap, he brought her closer and kissed the back of her hand.

"I never thought of you as a burden, baby. I'm happy because you're still here with me, so don't think like that anymore, yeah," Anjas said.

One of Anjas' hands stretched out to gently rub the hair on the top of his wife's head, he tried to convince Tari to keep thinking positively and struggling to heal for her and Syafira.

Dance smiled thinly, her eyes seemed to be glazed when she heard Anjas say to her. It turns out that he did not make the wrong decision, Anjas is a good man and loves him very much, also deserves to keep him.

Everything Anjas proved at this time, when he was in a state of slump, Anjas never even left him. The man continued to be with her and encouraged her to rise from her fall.

"Thank you, Mom, you've always been with me" said the sincere Dance, a faint smile that appeared to expand on her reddish lips.

"I'm your husband, baby. The happiness of you and Syafira is my responsibility" Anjas lambut replied.

They both look smiling. In my heart, Tari is grateful for making Anjas her husband. Even though the man made a mistake, but that is only the past. All that Tari considers as part of the exam in their household.

Is there not a single human being on this earth who has never done anything wrong? Likewise with Anjas, the man is also still an ordinary human who is full of mistakes and shortcomings. As a wife Tari must accept all the good and bad of her husband, as well as Anjas to her.

After calming the mood of his wife, Anjas began driving his car outside the hospital area, to where they would have lunch together.

Anjas understands the mood of Dance which is still often changing. It is not easy to live life with the test of a deficiency, while all this time Dance has a perfect body even without reproach.

Even so, Anjas remains proud of his wife for still trying hard even though he believes it is not easy.

Dari fell silent, leaning her back on the back with her eyes looking straight ahead, enjoying the bustling city streets. Her memory returned when she was allowed to go home a few days ago, when her parents came and asked her to come home with them.

However, Anjas resolutely rejects the wishes of his parents, he insists on taking care of Tari himself.

"We don't trust you anymore, Anjas! When my son was healthy, you dared to cheat on him, then what about now when Dance is sick like this, huh?! I'm not even sure you'll treat him well!" dad jolts Dance at Anjas.

"Don't you bring the cheap woman home" continued Dari's father again with a look of disdain, he threw away his face as if lazy to meet his daughter-in-law.

"I'm not like that, Pah. I love Tari so much, that I might hurt my own wife" Anjas argued, though they were arguing, Anjas still tried to be patient in the face of his in-laws. The man did not even raise the slightest tone of his speech.

"Even yesterday, when Dance was in an accident, you left Syafira to the cheap woman. Does Syafira know him well?" Dad Dance increasingly advocated the situation.

"Rina's my friend, she's engaged and soon to be married! Why do you have the heart to accuse Mas Anjas like that?" gerutu Dance, with her lazy face.

"Yes, I was indeed a blind jealous of them, just because I had seen Mas Anjas meet with Rina. But, it turns out that I just misunderstood, at that time they were not both, there was Rina's fiance there who turned out to be an old friend of Mas Anjas," explained Tari, with a little lie tucked in her sentence.

Not all of her domestic problems should be known to outsiders, including by their parents. Let it all be a problem for him and Anjas alone, without any interference from others.

"Now, it's all done, Pah. I hope Papah does not bring up this problem again," said Tari in a soft tone.

"But, baby, how about he do that to you again? What if it turns out that she still has feelings for the woman?" Mama Tari still seems worried about her son.

"I believe in Mas Anjas, Mah. I'm sure Mas Anjas' feelings for me are still the same as they used to be" said Tari trying to make both parents sure. Anjas immediately nodded in agreement to Tari's words.

"Now I am a wife and mother, Pah, Mah, my life together with my husband and my son" Tari continued.

After a long debate, both parents finally allowed Tari to live again with Anjas despite various threats given to her husband.

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Meanwhile, Rina who was on her way home from the airport along with Arya, Ray, and Bintang also looked uneasy and continued to look back through the rearview mirror.

Arya who saw the anxiety of Rina also frowned, since the trip from the house of Rina this morning, the woman continued to look unsettled, for some reason.

"What's up, baby?" arya asked as she glanced at Rina a glance before then turning her gaze back on the street in front of her.

"Nothing, I just feel like someone's been following us since then" replied Rina while looking back at the rearview mirror.

"Maybe it's just you feeling, baby, 'cause you're too nervous." Arya clasped Rina's hand full of warmth, she tried to incline the lover.

"Let's see that black car, I saw it this morning when we got out of my house and now they're here too. Is that not suspicious?" rina said while staring at the outside rearview mirror.

Arya seemed to follow the direction of the lover's gaze, as well as Ray who had been listening to Rina and Arya talk since.

"Three cars behind us, with xxxx license plates," continued Rina again as if knowing if Aya and Ray were confused to distinguish which black car he meant.

"Are you sure you didn't see it wrong, hem?" ask Arya to make sure.

"I'm sure, because I still remember the license plate," replied Rina confidently.

"Ray, you pay attention to the car," said Arya who began to feel worried when remembering if she also had time to see the same car several times.

"Ready, sister," replied Ray directly, he also worried if someone tried to stalk them.

"You're calm, baby, hopefully it's just a coincidence" Arya said again, turning to Rina.

Lina nodded, although in her heart there was still something that felt stuck.

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