Love Coiled Stains
Fried rice

"Lo, is Arga home yet?" Rina asked as she saw her beloved son arrive home.

"Here you go" Arga slammed his body on the living room sofa.

"Lo, isn't it a week's vacation? Why it's only been three days" asked Rina again.

"Sandra where?" He again searched for the whereabouts of his second son-in-law.

"To his father's house and his mama" replied Arga.

"Papa's house, his mama? Why don't you come back here with you?"

"Do not know ma, he said there are some files for his designer yah g left there. So he wanted to go there to get the file and come back here" Arga explained.

"Lo, why don't you come with her?" Arga.

"Again lazy aja ma, tired too" said Arga.

"Yes ma, I went to the room first yes want to rest" said Arga rose from his seat to his room.

Rina shook her head to look at her daughter-in-law and daughter-in-law.

***

Back my gaze collided with Arga when she wanted to go into her room and I came out of my room.

I took my eyes off and passed from his presence to go downstairs.

"Eh" he said as I passed in front of him.

My steps came to a halt as Arga rebuked me. I saw his face look exhausted.

"What?" My word.

"You know I'm hungry?" Speak with a tone that is quite thick right.

"No" answered me. I have been honest with him. How do I know if he's hungry. I couldn't feel what he was feeling.

"Why don't you know?" He said a little angry.

I scrunched my forehead staring at him in annoyance.

"Why do you see me like that?" Her speech.

I didn't answer his question. I keep looking at him with annoyance.

"Don't look at me like that. Let me poke those eyes" he said again.

I turned my eyes the other way.

"What the hell does this guy want. Back home really bad" My inner.

"Ha, you haven't answered my question" he said.

"Which question?" Ask me to reply.

"Why don't you know I'm hungry?" Say it again.

I breathed my heavy breath.

"Where do I know. I'm not a psychic or have an inner eye to see what you're feeling" I said with annoyance"

"Alah, alah, have dared to fight against his looks" he said again.

I'm pissed off.

"I'm not fighting. It's just that I really didn't know you were hungry" I said.

"Now you know, right?" Her words.

I'm nodding. Lazy sense her arguing with the person who thickened this right. I'd rather just give up than have her debate be long.

"So what are you waiting for?"

"Wait what?" I don't get it.

"You already know I'm hungry why don't you make me some food. You better make me some food. Fried rice yes, the spicy one. There are eggs in his cow's eyes" he said.

"Ha, one more make me a sweet tea with a little sugar" he added.

"Yes, I did it for a moment" I said.

"Eits, one more"

"What the hell" I said annoyed.

"Don't forget to season with love" she said, winking one eye. Then go straight into his room.

Spontaneously I was shocked by her behavior like that to me.

"Basic chameleon. It made me angry and upset. Now I'm starting to act seductive" My inner self smiles.

"Wooing? Seduce what the hell. Conscious, conscious" I shook my head.

"Well, you're flirting like that?" Said Arga who turned out again from his room.

"Ha" I said in shock.

"Basic freak"

I'm pissed off.

"Oh yes, don't forget to deliver to the room if it's finished" he said again.

"Don't want to, just take it yourself downstairs" I said.

"Dare to fight?" Challenge her with both her hands on her waist.

"Son, I'm not fighting. Just get used to it if you want to ask for help from people, you have to say the word please first" I said.

"Rea, please make fried rice and please take it to the room as well if it is finished. Well if so the person who helped so his heart grin" My protest.

"Okay, okay, Rea, please make me some fried rice and please take it to the room if it's done" Arga repeated.

I smiled at Arga's words just now.

"Basar nagging" he said again and went into his room and closed the door.

"The weasel" he said again to open the door and close it"

"Bunglon" I said again not to lose.

***

"Non, cook what?" Ask bik Ina.

"This is Arga asking me to make fried rice" I replied, continuing to stir the cooked rice earlier.

"Bik, where's Sandra? I didn't see him with Arga" I asked.

"Non Sandra went home to her non parents"

"Why?"

"So Mr. Arga said the same mother said non Sandra would take some documents about the designer to her parents' house" replied bik Ina.

I nodded in understanding.

"When will he come home bi?"

"If the problem is I know less non. Why don't you just ask the same Mr. Arga directly?" Bik Ina.

"Later I'll ask Arga directly" I said lying.

How dare I ask Arga about his problem and Sandra. I could have been scolded by him for meddling in their affairs.

"Emang why Non? Non asking about when and Sandra's coming home?" Ask bik Ina.

" I don't feel bad about Bi if later Sandra sees me delivering food into her room"

"Lho why Non? Not his wife, Mr. Arga"

"Not good for you. That's why I asked when Sandra came home. So that there will be no misunderstanding"

"Non this is weird, right? Husband's own same period will occur misunderstanding anyway? Non Sandra should understand and want to share a husband with Non. Non kan also have the right to Mr. Arga" said bik Ina felt strange.

I just smiled blandly hearing the explanation from Ina's bik.

It is true what Ina said, I do have rights over Arga as my husband. But I also have to realize I'm just a wife on paper. Not considered a real wife. So I can't possibly ask Arga for my rights. Because obviously he's going to deny me exactly what I'm asking of him.

"Non, can I help you?" Bik Ina.

"Oh, don't thank me. It's also done" answered me serving fried rice that I made earlier on the plate. Not to forget the tea requested by Arga was finished I prepared.

"Bik, I go upstairs first" I said.

"Yes non" replied Bik Ina.

***

I knocked on Arga's room door.

"Instead" answered him.

I went into Arga's room.

Arga who from earlier just sat on his mattress and busy with his cell phone put his phone on the nightstand.

"It's been a long time. I'm so hungry" he said.

"Not thank you for making food, even protesting" I said slowly.

"What?" Ask Arga.

"No" I answered straight from there.

"Where are you going?" Ask her.

"out"

"Here I go, sit next to me my friend I eat" Pinta.

"Huh?" I'm shocked.

"Lah bengong. Here's my friend I ate" Again.

I was forced to sit on Sandra's decorative desk chair.

"Why sit so far away. Didn't I say beside me?"

"It's better here" I said.

"Why are you afraid of falling in love with me?" Said Arga thrusting a spoonful of fried rice into his mouth.

"Son, I just don't want Sandra to see us later and there's going to be a misunderstanding" I replied.

"Sandra won't see us"

"If he comes home and sees us immediately how? Surely later there will be misunderstanding between us" I explained.

"He's not coming home today. The day after tomorrow maybe" said Arga.

"The day after?" Ask me.

"Tonight he will sleep at the house of his father and mother tomorrow morning he will leave for Bandung to complete some of his projects. It's finished that he just came back here" explained Arga

I nodded in understanding.

"Why nod so? Happy that Sandra's not home? Want more time to steal my attention?" Ask her.

I looked at him with annoyance.

"Kepedean" I said.

To be honest, this heart is happy if there is no Sandra. I don't have to lock myself in my room.

"Here are you making?" Ask Arga.

"What?"

"Your fried rice made you? Not Ina, right?"

"Yes, why?"

"Nice, you cook pinter too. True to my taste" commented Arga.

"Tomorrow I ask you to make again the fried rice" he added.

I just smiled in response to Arga's words.

***

"Arga, where's Sandra? Still not home?" Rina asked as they were the night grave.

"Not yet ma, maybe his home the day after tomorrow" answered Arga thrusting a meal into his mouth.

"The deer? From home last holiday he has not come to this house. Did he forget that you were married now? Does she not want to know the state of her husband" protested Rina.

"So we've been calling each other. He went to Bandung because there was a project that he had to finish"

"She knew there was a project she had to complete. But can't she go home first. After all our house and the house of both parents are also not far from one land does not use across the cross" said Rina again.

"What your mother said. She should also think of you as her husband. Don't just work and his career should be thought of" Rudi replied.

"I don't mind his work ma, pa. He was like that because all this time it was a dream and his desire. And now it has materialized and just stay in his life. It's okay" Bela Arga.

"Continue, Rea where? Why don't you take her out to eat with us?" Ask Rudi.

"There's in the room maybe"

"Maybe? So you didn't see her there or not in the room?" Ask Rina.

"It's big too, he ma, do not have to be monitored continuously. If you are hungry, you can go down and get food. No need to take her to her room" explained Arga.

"Arga, daddy's dizzy looking at your household. Got two wives one like this, one like that. Eating alone is also like being single, there is nothing permanent" said Rudi.

"Pa, this is my household. So Arga beg your father and mother not to interfere in my household affairs"

"Yes papa knows. But it's not good for you to treat Rea like that. Sometimes try to care about it" Advice Rudi.

"Yes pa" answered Arga.

This time you can see Arga is not too opposed to what his mother and papa say. Maybe his heart has started to open because of what his mother and papa said there was right too.

***

"Astagfirullah Arga" I said in shock pulling anything to cover my head. And then I spontaneously pulled the blanket on my bed.

"Whether you cover your head like that" asked Arga.

I was silent not answering. Didn't I ever tell you that I would open my headgear if Arga could accept me as his wife.

"Why are you going to my room? All of a sudden it's nongol without knocking on the door" My protest.

"I just want to make sure you're still alive what not"

I looked back at Arga's annoyed look.

"Why look at me like that" he said.

"You are yes. Not bored what in the room continues. I will forbid you to get out of the house, this is not out of this room"

"Are you hungry, what?" Add it again.

"Later if I'm hungry I'll come down" I replied.

"Indeed, you are nicknamed as a ferret" he said again.

"Nights come out looking for food when people are asleep sleeping" he added.

"Eh, make me hot tea" she ordered.

"Have told anyone that as a ferret, now with PD and not at all guilty of asking me to make him warm tea" My mind looked at him in annoyance.

Finding me staring at him like that, Arga came to her senses.

"Okay, please make me some hot tea. Please also take her to the room" she said softly.

I'm clucking.

"Yes. Now you go to your room and please just wait for her in your room"

"Why?"

"I'm looking for my hijab"

"Just wear the hijab. What's wrong if there's me"

I looked back at him sharply.

"Okay, okay I'm out" he said straight out of my room.

***

I knocked on Arga's bedroom door. But there is no truth from within. Until I decided to go in just deliver the warm tea that Arga ordered.

I found Arga asleep in her bed. I put the tea on the nightstand. With a little courage I built Arga by shaking his arms slowly.

"Arga, Ga wake up. This is the tea you asked for. It will be cold" I said.

"Hm.... " Answer Arga.

I decided to get out of that room. Without me knowing Arga pulled my hand.

Quickly the burly man hugged me.

I round my eyes as Arga hugged me. Shocked, well very surprised at being embraced by her own husband.

I can feel Arga's beating heart.

The scent of an exculpatory body made me feel calm in his arms. My heart rate gets more irregular when I feel Arga's embrace getting stronger to me.

If I can ask, let time stop when I'm being hugged by my own husband like this. Comfortable, safe is what I feel when I'm in Arga's arms.

"Astagfirullah" I realized.

"Arga let me go" I said asking to be let go.