
Naila looked at her husband who was starting to walk closer towards her. Riko's face this time looked serious and a little scary to him. Naila stepped back, making distance with Riko who was already standing right before her. Naila's heart pounded and a feeling of fear began to overwhelm her.
"Why, Honey. Are you afraid of me?" Riko got closer to his wife who started to get scared.
"Mas, what do you want? Your face is not as usual. You're scaring me, Mom. To-please stay away," Naila asked in a trembling voice and was very nervous from fear.
Riko got closer and eroded the distance between them. Naila couldn't back down anymore and she just closed her eyes not looking at her husband. However, Riko's hand clenched tightly onto her body and kissed her entire face. Eventually, Naila could only hold back the laughter.
"You're evil! I'm so scared to know? Just look at my body until it shakes," said Naila and immediately put on a pouting face.
"Hahaha .. sorry, dear. You are also weird, just as your own husband is afraid. So do not be easily affected by the words of people, let alone the talk of Vella. Ayoo, we are ready to leave, I buy chicken porridge first, yes," said Riko while tasting Naila's fingers.
"No need, Mas. We'll just go straight away. I want to have breakfast at a roadside stall" Naila said with a happy smile.
"Siaapp my boss," Riko replied and passed towards the bathroom.
Motor sport Riko split the streets that looked deserted. The morning sun was still hiding behind the white clouds. Passing the highway that is still empty, towards the beautiful mountainous area. The motorbike stopped at a bamboo stall on the side of the road that looked clean. Riko chose a stall that was still quiet. A simple stall with several gazebos around it. Suitable for breakfast and talk.
Smoke billowed from the meat soto rice that had just been served. Plus their second favorite warm orange drink. They also eat voraciously because of hunger. Talking is not important, but it makes them look happy.
After finishing everything, Riko started talking to his wife. Serious face and long breaths that repeatedly sounded, making Naila dislike.
"Mas, if it's still heavy, don't tell. I believe in you. Don't force it, "persuade Naila.
"No, Naila. Maybe it's time you knew everything. Than you will hear from others who are not necessarily the truth. But please, as long as I tell you, don't cut me off. Just listen, don't interrupt" said Riko who felt she had to be ready to tell her everything.
"Well, I'll be a loyal listener" Naila replied with mixed feelings, fear and anxiety.
"My father left a textile company that he had long pioneered before he died. However, my brother made him bankrupt because of the company's finances that were always used for his personal interests and obeyed Vella's wishes. I had to handle it and thank God I can survive until now." Riko started telling stories.
"Secretly Rony also wants to sell our parents' house, thank God the person who will buy it tells me first. Finally, the deposit money left by papa that should be my part, I use to pay for the house we live in now. I gave all my money to Rony with a letter of agreement. But you see for yourself, now they're bothering me again." Riko let out another long sigh, exhaling slowly for herself to calm down.
"I worked at another company as an employee to hide my status. Papa's company is held by my confidant. I didn't mean to lie to you, Naila. I just want no one to know that I'm still a businessman. The woman who approached me and my brother always made me depressed. I know they're not all sincere, just want my money."
"Home, land, car, I sell everything for additional company capital. The house we live in is the legacy of my parents. If the house Rony occupied, it was purely my work all along. Naila, I used to be naughty, like clubing and changing girlfriends. But I never exceeded my limits in my relationship with them. So if one day there's a woman who claims to have a child from me, it's a lie. Many of them tried to frame me, but really I never did anything to them" Riko continued.
Naila listens to the story until Riko stops talking. She simply stroked her husband's arm with tenderness. Naila is not a woman who likes to look at someone from her past. What he saw now, that's what he accepted.
"How, Honey. Will you forgive me?" ask Riko after she finishes telling her story. His feelings are relieved and now just waiting for a response from his wife.
"There's nothing to forgive, Mom. Everyone has a past. If there are sins you committed in your past, it is your business with your Lord. I have no right to judge, let alone be angry. Regarding the status and company you are hiding, I understand. I myself also have a secret that you do not know yet" Naila replied.
"really? What secret? But if you don't want to tell a story, honey," said Riko did not dare to force.
"It's okay. We both tell ourselves what we are. Marriage is not a joke or a temporary one. So from now on, we have to be honest, there's nothing to hide. I actually have savings, Mom. The result of the sale of houses and land in the village of the relics of parents. I was confused as to what the money was, so I let it go. And all this time you know I've been living in a boarding house and working as a waiter. Maybe you think I'm the one who doesn't have."
"Can you know how much?" Riko was curious.
"Seven hundred million, ma'am. Want me to use business capital is also confused about what business," replied Naila who made Riko surprised. It was unexpected that his simple wife had hundreds of millions of dollars.
"Save your money. Do not use it especially for household matters. That's your money, but please don't work. Not that I want to get in the way, but I also want to have children soon. And all your needs are my responsibility." Riko tries to make Naila understand her wishes. He does not like his wife will be busy working if you have a business.
"Yes, Mas. I trust you. May we be entrusted with trust soon, yes." Naila understood her husband's intentions.
"Amijin ... Ayoo, we're going again. We're going to the waterfall, will we?" ask Riko to Naila.
"As far as you are, my. Wherever you go, I'm coming" Naila replied.
"Truck dong."
"Mahaha ...."
They laughed together, then walked to the parking lot hand in hand. Two happy people ignore the views of those around them. Some look envious, some feel happy too. However, there was a pair of eyes that noticed and started walking closer to them.
"Richo?"
"Cintya?"
A beautiful and graceful woman stood before him. Naila silently watched. However, his gaze was fixed on a boy who was held by a woman named Cintya. His face was very handsome and to Naila's astonishment, the child's face was very similar to her husband's.