Galak Lecturer's Wife
Women's Rhetoric

Still in her husband's arms. Fiera just stood still and looked blankly towards the front. Abhimanyu who was behind his wife—hugged the woman a little panicked as there was no answer to her question. He thinks that Infiera is angry because he does not like to discuss Almira who incidentally is his ex-lover.

“Honey,” call Abhimanyu in slow voice. “I'm not asking for permission. I just want to ask for your opinion. If you say no, I also—“

“Do not!” sela Fiera stopped Abhimanyu who was still speaking.

Abhimanyu smiled behind him, the man tightened his arms and kissed the back of his wife's head. “Of course I will appreciate your decision. They will also appreciate your feelings. Mas just wanted to let you know that he called.”

Fiera again wanted to answer her husband's words, but Abhimanyu first continued his words. “Mas has also blocked its number.”

Fiera frowned as she was a little unexpected by Abhimanyu's unexpected actions. Fiera just wanted to say that the man only needed to keep his distance or, Fiera simply did not want to see the two of them close in front of her eyes.

The rest, Fiera could not fully control what was happening between her husband and the ex. If he really wanted to keep the feeling, Abhimanyu would have done it. Either in front of him or behind him.

“Why?” Infiera could not help but ask.

“Why should I ask why? Obviously, I just want you now. My girlfriend is just you. So why still keep in touch with him? They are also only human. Don't know what will happen, if we still intensely communicate.

Only then, the face that had just looked grim just a little radiant. Fiera felt being a woman meant this time. Her husband cares about her feelings. The worry that had been lingering in his chest since noon slowly disappeared.

“Honey, sorry, yes, if some of the plans we have made have to step back a little because of the problem of opening a slightly problematic cafe. You have to postpone the return schedule to Bandung, we also have to cancel the plan to go to Palembang.”

Infiera, who had been facing the courtyard, turned to face her husband. He hugged the man back and stuck his head on the chest of the man's field. “Engga. Just finish everything first. We can go home after all is done.” Fiera raised her head to look at her handsome husband's face. “Can I attend the opening event?” ask Fiera.

Abhimanyu pinched his wife's nose because he was anxious about the woman's question. “Of course you have to attend, so Mas couple later. Do not let others think Mas is still single. Don't want to, yeah. The existing Gerald will continue to lead Mas.”

Fiera chuckled a little. The atmosphere was a little awkward because the previous talk about Almira now turned more fluid.

“Yes anyone know Mas shy take me?”

“Where is Mas ashamed of having a wife as beautiful as this?”

“Which beauty am I with Ms Almira?”

“Don't start, Honey. Although Mas is a lecturer in Indonesian Literature, but Mas has never studied women's rhetorical questions.”

Infiera wanted to laugh now. Aye, right. He asked like it was just curious. Though she knew what answer her husband would give her, whatever the answer was. Fiera even had a sentence to argue a bit.

“What, anyway, Mas?”

Fiera hit her husband's chest softly.

Abhimanyu looked at his wife's eyes intensely. It was of course, realized Infiera he asked, “Why Mas see I'm rich so?”

“Kok you are so pretty, anyway, tonight?”

Infiera's face meets. She wanted to turn her face away, but Abhimanyu's movement more quickly held the back of her head and stuck her lips on Infiera's lips, making the woman unable to avoid what her husband wanted to do. Long enough the two were in that position, until finally Abhimanyu ended and said in a hoarse voice. “We continue inside.”

Abhimanyu swiftly crouched down to hold his wife, carrying her towards their bed, continuing the activities that were starting to heat up there. Now they only have one room that they will occupy and the other room only as a guest room.

***

The next day, Abhimanyu left early in the morning because he had to complete the preparation of the opening of his cafe which would be done later that night, without Infiera's knowledge to surprise the woman.

When Infiera woke up, she had not seen her husband and had only caught something on the nightstand, beside the bed. He walked over and picked up a piece of paper that was under the glass filled with orange juice.

“Darling, I have to go because I have a job. I'm sorry I didn't wake you, but I left a few kisses on your face. Don't forget to eat breakfast. Ah, please come to the boutique where mom bought you a dress. There are some clothes I ordered.”

Fiera smiled reading the sweet message as she touched her slightly blushing face. In fact, he felt nothing at all, but still he was happy with it.

Infiera picked up a glass of juice, then enjoyed a simple breakfast her husband made. She had no problem at all, because she understood the busyness of her husband lately.

After finishing the simple breakfast her husband made, Fiera rushed to the bathroom and cleaned herself up. Once obtained permission from her husband to attend the opening ceremony of her cafe. Fiera intends to prepare a small gift for her husband. As soon as he finished his preparations, Fiera contacted his best friend first, Bimo.

“Bim, I'd like to ask. Lo if for example given a gift of what?”

“Why? Do you want to give me a birthday present? Uh, my birthday is still a long time.”

“Jawab only!” exclaim Fiera with annoyance.

“Jawab first, you want to give gifts to whom? And in what order?”

Fiera was silent about it. No way, right, she said that for her husband? Although Abhimanyu said that he could tell who wanted to be told, Fiera still had doubts about it.

“Fier, you're still there, right? I can't take long, it's.”

“Just for someone. Just answer me. I want to give you a gift because he finally got an achievement,” he said without explaining in more detail.

“Because I like to hike again. Obviously I'll ask for climbing gear. Haha.”

“Can be more specific, ga, Bim? I, right, ga, know what are the climbing equipment?”

“That's not what I mean. You just have to buy something he likes. If climbing, climbing equipment. When painting, yes, painting equipment. That's kind of.”

“Ah, okay, okay. I understand.”

After speaking for a while, Bimo continued to press. Who is the person to be given a gift by him. The man also teased Fiera about ‘pacar’. However, there was no definitive answer given because he was still hesitant to tell.

After calling Bimo, Fiera decided to go looking for a gift and also take her husband's bespoke clothes. Maybe it was some suits that Abhimanyu used to buy every month.

It didn't take long, once we got to the boutique. A servant came to pick her up and gave her what her husband meant.

“Nona, here is a message from your husband.”

Fiera received the paper and read it.

“Honey, come to this address. There, there will be someone who gives you another clue. Don't forget to wear this dress.”

Fiera frowned and quickly checked out something the boutique maid had just given her. Still looks a little confused. He also tried to find an address using his cell phone. “Salon? Why should I come to the salon?”

After getting the item meant by her husband. Fiera rushed out of the shop to head for the address Abhimanyu gave her, still with a slightly confused mind, but she still followed the instructions.

While out of the boutique, Fiera sees some of her familiar college friends. He was intending to approach, but as he was about to approach he heard the name Abhimanyu being spoken of. Finally, Fiera was just standing behind those who seemed to be waiting for someone as well.

“Actually, what's up with tonight, huh? I was really surprised to get a party invitation from Mr. Abhimanyu and Mr. Gerald.”

“Iya, right. Where in the message there is no explanation what other party.”

“Don't it be Mr Gerald's engagement party?”

“Pak Gerald? Ah, it's not possible. He's, right, single.”

“Pak Abi? Kan, he is also single.”

“Who said? You forgot about Ms Almira?”

“Eh, yes. Not yesterday Ms Almira also said must be present at the party?”

“Haha .. kaya is right. It's an engagement party. Or maybe it was a love party. Ah, I'm getting curious.”

Fiera who was behind them clasped tightly onto the paper bag rope in her hand. He did not even know about the party his college friends were talking about.

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