Honey Contract My Husband
Part 10's. Different Attitudes

In a car, three people were in it. The other two people just quietly listened to every word that was said from one person who continued to grumble at length did not stop since coming out of the hospital parking lot.

"Why did you faint like that?" Narendra asked in a flat tone as he exited the hospital parking lot.

Cliantha nudged Jihan's arm so she could answer her husband's question, "well, um. I don't know, sir, suddenly my stomach hurts like it's being squeezed" Jihan replied in a stammer.

“You know not if this is dangerous? Should've called me right away, give me some news. Don't even the housemaid tell me first, okay?’ Narendra said emotionally.

Two people behind nodding and staring at the front rearview mirror, “Oke, good. And you, Jihan. If you feel unwell or there are other signs, please, immediately tell the house person. Is it hard to just say a complaint? The one who hurts is also your own, right? Don't wait until you pass out first and make me worry half dead, “ the scolding again.

Cliantha, the woman frowned, “Mas worried half dead?” Cliantha asked looking at her husband full of question marks.

"Huh? Um. Yeah, I-i mean. Yeah, just worry if anything happens to the house people, while my position is out to work," reason.

Really, that answer made a smile on Cliantha's thin lips pointed upwards. She can see if her husband is implying excessive worry to his future children, but is he also worried about the mother of his future child?

"Don't repeat, if there's anything who's going to take responsibility?" Ask his two wives.

"Me, too. Who else?" the question was answered by himself.

"If there's anything soon, yeah, call me. Do not hesitate, do not let bad things happen to anyone," he said rationally and humanely. He did not specify what his excessive concerns were.

"With you being childish like this, my working time is wasted. There should have been a meeting this afternoon, because I got word from Bibik that I ran and left an important client" he said, making the two women feel guilty.

"Sorry, Mom."

"No need to apologize, it's not your fault, honey." He told Cliantha.

"I'm sorry, sir. It's all my fault" Jihan said in a thin voice.

"Yes, it's good that you realize it's your fault. Are you going to repeat it again?" Ask the man.

"No,"

"Good! Don't repeat something like this again. It's a waste of time and expense" Narendra said.

His last words, managed to make Jihan's tears flow down dripping down his lap. Actually, the man could see clearly what was going on in the back seat of his car with Cliantha's hand rubbing her honey wet cheeks, the man knew that the woman was crying. But who cares?

His temples he massages slowly seeing a woman cry is a trauma to him. There were enough cries he saw out from his mother's eyes, lest there were other women who would let out tears in front of him as well. Bored.

"Don't cry, weak. Wipe your tears, don't like to see a cry. A little cry" the frustrated man sneered at the sound of a woman's shrill cry in his ear.

"Not crying. Mas Rendra doesn't like to see people cry. Already, delete, huh?" Cliantha advised gently and used the tip of her hijab to wipe away Jihan's tears.

Now, the car they were riding in turned at the intersection. The direction to the house should be straight. However, for some reason the man turned the steering wheel to the left.

"Where are you going, Mas?" Cliantha asked her husband.

"Mall, man,"

"You what?"

There was no answer, the man just drove his car leisurely without much talk anymore. It was even better because at this moment the weak Jihan could close her eyes and fall asleep at the sound of no longer hearing the scolding from her husband's mouth.

"Sir, wake me when you arrive, yes" she asked Cliantha who was sitting next to her.

The woman instead invited her honey to rest her head on her right shoulder.

A few minutes drive, finally the car parked in the super mall parking lot.

"What are you doing here, Mom? Eat?" Ask the woman again.

However, there was no answer coming out of the man's lips, "Follow it with me,"

Cliantha and Jihan followed behind the man who had been circling the mall from the first floor to the fourth floor, but not a single item was taken by him.

"What are you looking for?" Ask Cliantha who was getting tired of walking around her husband.

Narendra shook his head, "Buy milk for him. You know where that place is?" answer the man in the end.

Seriate...