Faithfulness Ratih And Darma
Chapter 40

Koreanas.

"Dad, prepare! we're going back to Indonesia." Husni said while packing his luggage.

Inayah, who was standing next to the window of the apartment, did not respond. He is still faithful. Maybe his mind is not with him right now.

Husni patted Inayah on the shoulder.

"Come on Inayah, we're packing! "

Inayah was shocked.

"Oh yes Mas. Come on!"

"What do you think about Inayah?" tanya Husni looked at Inayah fixedly.

"There's no such thing as that." Inayah Lying. He was thinking something.

"You must be lying. Now you tell me what you feel now? he said you considered me a friend. I also know about your past. You told me everything too. So what's still going on in your heart?"

Should I say it. I guess for my feelings, you don't need to know. I will never tell you this feeling. I love you so much, Mom. But I wouldn't dare to say it. Because you already have a wife. And I don't want to be a thorn in your home life. What else is your marriage still corn.

"I didn't think of anything. It's just possible that this place will be a great memory of us in Korea." Inayah.

Husni smiles.

Good memories? good memories that you will never forget. In this place, Inayah became a woman who felt appreciated and respected, because her boss treated her politely and very well.

"Maybe, if your wife finds out that we live on one roof like this, she'll be furious."

"Yes, maybe Inayah. I miss him too much. My paradise." Mumam Husni's.

Inayah's chest feels tight. How not? Husni expresses his feelings to his wife in front of Inayah.

Husni's words just now seemed to be very striking his heart. Making her eyes clear flow and drip on her cheeks. But he tried hard to hide it.

Is Inayah jealous? well of course. If he were someone who had no feelings, maybe at times like this he could snatch Husni from Nara.

Especially what Inayah knows, if Husni is very unemployed. From the way Husni flattered Inayah, the way he praised Inayah, and the way Husni paid attention to Inayah, It would be easier for Inayah to enter into Husni's heart.

But Inayah always woke up. She's also a girl. And wouldn't dare to do that stupid thing. Seize the happiness of other women.

"Dad, what's wrong?" ask Husni while aligning his body with Inayah's body.

This could only shake.

"It's okay. I'm just happy that we will be able to return to Indonesia. And our business this time all smoothly "Elak Inayah. From then on, he was thinking about his feelings.

"This is all thanks to you, too, Inayah. You're a person I can count on." Praise Husni

"Ah, don't be too much muji Mr. Husni. It's all thanks to your hard work, too."

"You are indeed a very special man Mas Husni. Surely the one who can be your wife will be a very lucky woman."

If only I were the lucky one. Why didn't I know you earlier than your wife.

"Yes. I'm also very lucky to have a woman like my wife."

"Yes. I'm also happy if I'm in the position of Mbak nara. Could have a husband like you sir."

Husni fell silent. He looked at Inayah full of pity. He already knew the background of Inayah. Inayah is an orphan girl, who must experience the bitter and bitter tempest of her household with her husbands.

Now Husni understood and understood very well the beautiful girl who looked a little like his wife. Behind this clear eye that always looks sweet, It turns out Inayah has a very bad past.

****

Tonight, the air outside was cold. The cold is like piercing, penetrating to the heart, until it enters all the pores of the skin.

He is still busy with his new activities. Especially if not studying. Apart from being a wife, she is also now a student.

Ratih is still engrossed in his PR. He still seems to be busy flipping his books.

Darma, who had just returned from the office, immediately put down his briefcase, took off Jas and his tie. After that, he also took off his shoes.

Welcoming her husband's return. That's what a wife should do. But Ratih is even engrossed in the world of learning. But Darma never took issue with that. Darma realizes who Ratih is. Trained it was a kid. So where might Ratih will immediately act like a mature woman.

After taking off his work clothes, Darma stepped towards his little wife. He hugged Ratih from behind. He placed his chin on Ratih's shoulders.

"Why Deck? seriously very dear,"

"It's Mas. Help me dong! I have a job again. My brain hurts. I can't think."

Darma smiles.

"Honey, you are too in love with me, so you can't think of a lesson. Because what's on your mind, now it's just me."

Tuks.

Ratih hit Darma on the forehead with his balpoin. Makes Darma grimace.

"You are sick, baby! why are your hands so nosy!" Darma said while still stroking his own forehead.

After that he stood up from his bent position.

"Mas don't be spicy. Who is mikrin Mas."

"Darling, Tonight I want to sleep in this room. May darling?"

Ratih turned her body towards her husband.

"For those damn KB pills, Mas can't sleep in your room anymore" grumbled Darma.

"Who told Mas to take the pill. Why the hell, Mas want to be given that silly idea by Bang Arfan. It's Mpok Alma's pill."

" Yes, I'm sorry, dear."

Ratih looked pouted.

"Why dear, you miss well for Mas hug. It was me who was spitting up Adek."

Bugh...

Again, Rati floated an object towards her husband. Now she threw the pencil into her husband's body.

"Otherwise it's Adek." Shouted Darma a little annoyed.

This adek. When did he change his adult life. Not his Mas in welcome, this is even in throw-lamarin. Really bad. But I like it. She's so cute. There's one thing I haven't gotten from him. Petite body.

"This one is yeah. Not to help me with my duties. Even the mind continues in the piara."

Darma.

Makes Ratih grow furious.

"Ih....Mas Darma nyebelin...!" The voice of Ratih was shrill again. Well that's the voice of the Ratih. It's the noise that makes Darma miss him.