I'm Again My Husband
Rafka And Yuna

Should I turn around and see him?

Anxiety struck Rafka's heart. He still keeps circling the streets. Finally he decided to a place that made him calm and forget the woman he married for a moment.

Tong!

Not long after that the door in front of him opened. A face came out from behind the door with a slanted smile. Without being invited Rafka went straight in by pulling his suitcase.

"Stop?" ask the owner of the place.

Rafka sits his ass on the sofa in front of the television. He exhaled heavily while closing his eyes. "I was sleepy" he said, then headed to one of the rooms in the apartment.

"Are you really guessing? The lioness will definitely roar at home" Rifky said.

Rafka chooses to go to her twin apartment rather than to the woman's house. He didn't want to add to the problem by coming to the woman's house in the middle of the night. That woman will definitely be affected as well.

"She must be raving like a broken cassette. That's why you're here, isn't it?" Rifky thrusts a canned fizzy drink into his twin and sits next to Rafka.

Rafka drinks his drink and exhales tiredly while leaning on the head of the bed. "I'm probably the dumbest guy in the world. Let go of the woman I love and choose to be stuck with the crazy woman her family supports." Rafka squeezes her hair in frustration.

"Repent now is useless. Now what are you gonna do?" ask Rifky.

"Of course." Rafka again breathed a heavy, frustrating breath. "I've tried to accept it. Trying to love her, but her attitude and her actions always make me fail to love her."

Rifky pats Rafka's shoulder. "It's early morning. We should sleep, " he said.

***

Ana squirms her body, trying to wake up at the same time every day. But not infrequently, she is difficult to wake up because of her husband. Like at the moment.

Pras hugged her from behind. When Ana tried to move her suaminy hand, Pras instead tightened his embrace and put his face in the niche of the wife's neck. Ana can only resign if her beloved husband is already like this.

"It's still morning blind, isn't it? Sleep again" Pras whispered in Ana's ear.

Ana was silent. Enjoying a gentle swab of the husband's hand on his lament covered only in a blanket. Ana smiled with her eyes closed.

"Mas, last night it was," said Ana when Pras' hands began to misbehave. Pras' lips have started guerrilla throughout Ana's body that can be expected.

***

A week has passed. Ana and Pras live their lives normally. Ana has forgotten what traumatized her. She did not want to be constantly locked up in her trauma from feeling embarrassed and dirty for her husband.

Fortunately Pras was very understanding and patient to deal with it. Ana always hoped, hopefully the trials in her household are over. Ana who was playing with her two children in the family room moved forward because she heard a bang on the door.

"Where's my husband?"

The snapping sound instantly greeted his sense of hearing a moment after he opened the door. Without excuse, the woman entered Ana's house. The woman looks very angry with eyes that wander to every corner of Ana's house.

"Where's my husband? You must have hidden it, right?" Again the woman asked by snapping to ask her husband.

"What do you mean, Yuna?" asked Ana who was still in a daze why Yuna, the woman, was looking for her husband to her house.

"No need to pretend to be stupid! You hid Rafka, didn't you? You still want him, don't you?" accuse Yuna of pointing at Ana. "Remember! Rafka is mine! Only mine!"

Ana begins to get angry. She did not want to be a weak oppressed woman. Being good does not mean having to let his self-esteem trampled, does it? And at this time, Ana felt her pride as a married woman was being trampled by her schoolmate.

"Dragon's talk and your attitude, Yuna! My house! You have no right to enter as you please into my house! I'm a married woman and I'm happy with my marriage! Rafka is just a small part of my past. My present and future is Mas Pras!"

"Don't be a hypocrite, Ana! You asked Rafka for help on your case for sure because you know now Rafka is a reliable and famous lawyer! Aye, right?" Yuna raised her chin haughtily while looking down at Ana.

"Your husband came to offer himself to me and Mas Pras to help my case" Ana said confidently.

"There must be some frills you promised, right? Rafka never carelessly accepts clients! You must be mena ...."

"What do you mean?" asked Yuna sharply.

Ana smiled in oblique fashion. "Males do not like to be restrained and excessive jealousy. Give him confidence so he can trust you too. Tie him with a rope that is not too strong and also not too loose. If he felt those two things, then he would run away. Go leave the woman."

"No need to be so smart! I can take good care of my husband!"

"Oh yeah? If you can take good care of your husband, then why did Rafka run away?" asked Ana who kept a tinge of ridicule. "Maybe Rafka is looking for another woman out there who is more understanding and meek than you."

"That's not gonna happen! Because Rafka has a debt of gratitude to my family!"

"Oh so? Maybe it's because you're always bringing up that thing that's keeping Rafka away from you."

Yuna snorted furiously. "If I ever find out Rafka's meeting you, get ready! Because I'm gonna destroy you!" threaten her.

"If Rafka comes to see me, it's not me who's going to see her. That means you can't take care of your husband" Ana said.

"I'll make a calculation with you if you meet Rafka again! Catch that!" gertak Yuna then left Ana's house.

"Suami himself ran away instead looking to people's homes. Strange base," Ana grumbled.

***

Pras is struggling with the files on his desk. The end of the month like this is indeed a lot of reports that must be signed by him. He carefully looked at the product designs that would be produced by his company.

Geck! Geck! Geck!

"Come in" he said without taking his eyes off the sheets on the table. The door opened and showed a young man. Inspiration, his secretary came in from behind the door.

"Someone is looking for you, sir," Ilham told the newspaper.

"Who?" pras's question still hasn't taken his eyes off the sheet he was holding.

"Sir Rafka Wijaya."

"Rapha?" rejang Pras averted his eyes which were now fixed on his secretary.

"Yes, sir."

"Why did Rafka come here?" gumam Pras's.

"Can Rafka come in?" ask Ilham.

"Please him in," Pras broke up.

"Good, sir." Inspiration is out.

After a few seconds, Rafka entered the Pras room. "I'm sorry if my arrival bothers you."

**cirebon, April 3, 2022

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Plunge into the dark world for several years makes him discover a shocking fact about his past. Velia decides to return to her country to uncover the truth.

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