I'm Not Dead, My Husband
Faked

Rayhan is now staring at Amanda who is still closed. "Amanda, do you know what it's like to be heartbroken? Do you know what it's like to be hurt because the person you love doesn't love you? I'm feeling it's Amanda. Almost half of my life was spent loving a woman but circumstances have made us part, but unfortunately to this day I still love her even though I am sincere with our separation. And you know Amanda, if I have to work with them now. I have to work with that couple Amanda, please tell me what I have to do to bury my love? Tell me how can I keep smiling when I'm around them? Tell me Amanda, you need to wake up, you really need to be my friend who can listen to me. Amanda, you heard me, right?"

But Amanda just fell silent while keeping her eyes closed.

"Amanda, I'm still waiting for your answer, I want to hear your voice, I want to see your eyes, even I really want to see your smile."

Rayhan smiled and held Amanda's hand again, hoping for a response like a moment ago.

"Amanda, do you want to rest? Well then, I'll go home first. Rest, tomorrow I come back again." said Rayhan then moved from his seat while releasing Amanda's hand. Rayhan observes Amanda's hand but still no movement from the hand, he then slowly leaves Amanda out of the room, but without Rayhan knowing when he comes out of the treatment room, a tear came out of Amanda's eyes.

Rayhan then stepped out of the hospital and into a taxi that had been booked and then took the phone in his pocket.

"Geez, this phone doesn't sound activated, I don't know if Inara's been calling me so many times" Rayhan said frantically at the sight of dozens of missed calls from Inara. Rayhan tries to contact Inara, but there is no answer from her.

"What if Inara's mad at me?" rayhan grumbled on his way home. Half an hour later, Rayhan arrived at his home. He rushed to his room. When he was in front of the door, Rayhan was hesitant.

"Hopefully Inara is not mad at me."

Rayhan opened the door. Inara was standing on the balcony of the room. Slowly, Rayhan approached Inara who was standing behind him.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know if you called me many times, when I was at the funeral home, I didn't ring my phone so I didn't know if you called me many times. Again forgive me Inara, forgive me. Please don't be angry and think no to me."

Hearing Rayhan's words, Inara turned her body around with a smile.

"You take it easy, Mom, I'm not mad at you. I just wanted something."

Rayhan smiled, a look of relief on his face. 'Thank God Inara wasn't angry with me.' Rayhan murmured as he approached Inara.

"What do you want Inara? Does my child want anything?"

Inara smiled as she nodded. Rayhan then holds Inara's stomach which now looks bloated.

"Papa's son, what do you want?" rayhan said as he stroked Inara's stomach.

"So I want you to take me for a walk, I haven't eaten Indonesian food in a long time, mas."

"So you want me to take you out? All right then. We're leaving right now" said Rayhan, drawing Inara's hand. But when Rayhan was about to step foot, he pulled Rayhan's hand back.

"Why Inara? Didn't you just say you wanted to go out?"

"Yes, that was. But not now."

Rayhan also frowned. "Then what do you want?"

Inara smiled and started hugging Rayhan. "I want to make out with you, mas." whispered Inara in Rayhan's ear then slowly brought her face closer to Rayhan's face and began to kiss Rayhan's lips.

'Geez, these are the times that make me most nervous, I don't even know how I should start and cultivate a sense in the depths of my heart for me to be interested in Inara.' murmured Rayhan while replying to Inara's kiss which is now so passionate to her.

"Why?" inara asked because she saw the uninspired Rayhan.

"So you're tired, man?"

Rayhan also nodded.

"Okay, then you just take a break."

"No Inara, I'm fine" Rayhan said as she stroked Inara's face and brought Inara closer to her and kissed her lips again.

'Rayhan. come on, come on Rayhan.' Rayhan murmured while kissing Inara's lips. But while busy kissing, suddenly Inara looks panicked.

'Oh no.' Inara murmured, she then stopped kissing Rayhan.

"Why Inara?"

"It's okay, my stomach just hurts a little."

"Your stomach hurts?"

Inara then nodded.

"If you're sick, you better take a break."

"Yes, but I'm gonna go to the bathroom for a second."

"Yes" replied Rayhan then lay his body on the bed.

'Huft thank God.' murmured Rayhan as he looked at Inara who was now entering the bathroom.

While Inara, who was now in the bathroom, seemed so panicked, she then took out a sanitary pad that she had hidden inside the bathroom shelf and put it on her apron*a.

'Damn, why did you come at such an inopportune time. You should have come when I had finished making out with Mas Rayhan, so for this one week I had to make an excuse back so that Mas Rayhan would not touch me.

After he finished installing his dressing, he then opened the top he was wearing and slowly released the fake stomach that he had stuck on his stomach.'

'It's really uncomfortable to wear a stomach like this.' Inara murmured back while staring at the fake stomach she just released.

'Fortunately while having sex with me, Mas Rayhan never touched my stomach so he did not know if there was a thin layer attached to my stomach.' Inara murmured with a grin.

Finally a knock on the door sounded.

TOK TOK TOK

"Inara, are you okay? Why are you taking so long? How's your stomach doing? We better go to Inara's doctor, I don't want anything to happen to you."

Hearing Rayhan's voice, Inara panicked as well. Especially at this time the sound of the door opening began to sound.

'Oh no.'