Being Married to My First Love
Season2. Go home late
Fely was sleeping on the living room couch while waiting for her husband to come home from work. Although Raka had brought a spare key, but Fely always waited for him in the living room until Raka came.
Different from usual this time Fely woke up without being woken by her husband. Usually Raka would carry him to bed and tell him to go back to sleep. However, this time Fely woke up and found himself still in the living room.
Slowly Fely sat down. He felt his body very sore and felt cold. Fely blinked his eyes looking at the clock on the wall. Fely immediately rounded his eyes when the clock showed at 03.00 am.
"Astaghfirullah, it's three o'clock?" peeked Fely when he realized that this was already near dawn.
God, why am I still here? is Mas Raka not home yet? felly murmured in the heart.
Fely immediately ran towards his room. However, it turned out to be empty. There was no one there but himself. Fely hastily reached into the cell phone in her pocket and tried to contact her husband. However, there is no answer. Her mind had gone everywhere and she was increasingly anxious about her husband's whereabouts.
"God, may my husband be well. Please protect my husband, God!" fely muttered on the sidelines thinking about Raka's whereabouts.
Suddenly there was the sound of the motor coming from outside. Fely immediately ran towards the room window to look down to confirm at the source of the sound. He saw the husband parked his motorbike and walked to the terrace.
Fely immediately ran outside the room and headed to the living room to welcome her husband.
Cklek!
Slowly the door opened and Raka entered with a sneak, so as not to wake his wife. However, Raka was very surprised when she found Fely who was standing on the last rung of stairs was looking at her.
"Mas ...," said Fely reprimanding her husband.
"Fe! Emm .., Assalamu'alaikum," said Raka.
"Wa'alaikumussalam's chat. Thank God, you're okay, aren't you, Mom? I was very worried, afraid something happened to you, Mas," said Fely as he hugged Raka with haru.
"I-I'm not okay, Diajeng. Sorry for keeping you waiting. I-I fell asleep last night at the office," Raka said stammeringly.
"Yes, Mas. It's okay, the important thing is that you've come home safe. I believe in you, Mas," said Fely after breaking his arms.
Fely quickly took the tote bag out of her husband's hand and held it towards their room. Arriving in the room, Fely immediately helps Raka to remove the buttons of her shirt so that her husband can clean up immediately.
Raka quickly halted his wife's actions with her hands blocked.
"Darling, em .. Let me do it myself. You just rest! you must have been sleepy waiting for me all night!" raka reasoned.
"No, my mom. I also just bang--" Fely's words stopped when Raka cut him off.
"Let me!" Raka quickly slammed into his wife's hand and immediately turned to leave Fely for the bathroom.
Arriving in the bathroom Raka checked every part of her shirt. He exhaled his heavy breath when he found nothing there. She immediately flushed all over her body under the shower to purify herself. The warm water that soaked the wall of his head seemed to be able to decipher the tangled threads inside his brain.
However, when he remembered something, again his confidence was shattered and as if he had no self-esteem anymore. She was crying without a sound. His head bowed helplessly and his hands clenched against the wall. He was disappointed in himself.
Tok to tok.
"Mas, is the bath still long? adzan, oh!" exclaims Fely reminded her husband not to be late for prayers at the mosque.
Fely did not have the taste to go back to sleep. She chose to prepare a change of clothes for her husband and wait until he finished bathing.
Raka rubbed her face violently, then pecked her water faucet. "Ekhm .. Yes, I went outside" he replied.
Along the way to the mosque, Raka ponders and thinks more, than enjoying the cool morning air. He's not interested in anything else. Because his mind was full of what was happening to him.
After performing the morning prayer Raka did not immediately go home. He took the time to pray for forgiveness from the Almighty and to pray as much as possible in his long prostration. Until not feeling a single tear dripped from the corner of his eye.
...Verily Allah loves those who repent and like those who purify themselves. ...
...(.(.QS Al-Baqarah verse 222)...
When it felt his mind was strong enough to face the reality of Raka's life to end her prostration. Time goes on and we won't be able to stop it. Lamenting the protracted mistake will only make him even worse in regret. He slowly got up and went home. While walking home he thought about what steps he should take to get the right solution.
Arriving at the house Raka did not meet Fely who looks busy in the kitchen. Raka chose to go into the room and look for the phone.
Then, Raka tried to make a call on Agung's phone number. However, after the first ringing of the phone Agung suddenly died. Raka tried to repeat it a few times, but the intended number was off.
Contacting Yasmine this early feels unethical. He didn't want to cause any misunderstanding if Fely heard he was making a phone call with a woman. Finally Raka gave up, there was nothing she could do for now.
After getting ready to go to the office, as usual Raka and Fely had breakfast together while exchanging stories about their respective activities. But this time it was a bit different. Raka was more silent and listened more to the story shared by his wife. Sometimes he responds as necessary.
"Mas, I've prepared lunch and one of the most special. Tarraa .. dessert box tiramisu taste your favorite, Mas. Don't forget to eat it, Mom! I made it lovingly last night," said Fely as she thrust her bag in front of her husband.
"Thank you, honey. I must be eating, really! I'm leaving now, huh? take care of yourself as long as I go to work!" said Raka while rubbing his wife's cheek with her eyes.
Fely immediately grabbed her husband's hand and kissed the back of his hand.
"Yes, Mas. Be careful on the road, huh? the spirit!" fely exclaimed as he raised one of his clenched hands to head height.
"Assalamu'alaikum."
"Wa'alaikumussalam, Mas." Fely commented on her unbroken sweet smile while chesting her husband's departure.
Raka pulled the tip of her lips slightly back to conclude her smile in return. Then, he turned on his motorcycle and slowly drove towards the streets.
*****
Arriving at Raka's office immediately headed for her room. Seemed Great had already come and was sitting casually in front of his desk.
"Morning, Mas Raka!" the Grandpa was friendly.
"Well, why didn't you pick up my phone?" ask Raka.
"Hehe, sorry Mas! I forgot to mcharge my phone," said Agung while displaying a row of teeth lined up neatly.
"Why did you leave me home all night?" tanyakanya.
"The end of Mas Raka sleeps really pules. Because I want to wake up banned by Yasmine Ma'am. He said just let pity on Mas Raka must be soybean. Because I want to go home, said Mbak Yasmine told me to leave alone, ntar want to be built with him. I went home first, Mom. Why, Mom?" tanya Agung curious.
"Why not, let's continue your work!" said Raka then moved to her seat.
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