Loved Bunian Wolves
14. Raka Sweets

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The sound of knocking on the front door made Runi jump in shock. He straightened his back abruptly with his eyes twitching lethargic. His heart is beating unbecoming.

Ah, apparently Runi overslept after completing some of her sewing progress. After working on speeding to replace the time wasted last night and this morning, apparently he fell asleep on his sewing machine.

"Bu Runi, the roof repair is done!" Excited a man, who Runi thought was one of the builders Raka hired to fix the roof of their house.

The sound of that knocking was heard again. Maybe the man did not know if Runi overslept and took a while to adjust to the situation.

Feeling called, Runi immediately got up from her seat in her work chair, but was shocked when she saw something fall from her body - a blanket!

'A blanket? Who covers me?' Runi asked in her heart curious. In this house there was clearly no one but him. The builders fixed the roof of their kitchen from noon, and they were outside the house. They can not be sassy or as bold as it goes into the house, especially to just envelop the body of Runi.

'Then, who did it? Is Mas Raka coming home again?' Runi asked with a frown.

"Mr Runi! Hello!" The voice from outside the house called again.

Runi just remembered if he had to finish paying the artisans. From now on she was too relaxed, because usually the one who completed the carpentry business was Raka, her husband, while all this time she only received it in order. But apparently today he suddenly forgot if Raka went to work.

Runi who had just come to her senses from her daydreams immediately replied, "Yes, sir! Waita minute!"

***

The three artisans had already left after Runi finished his payment. Runi glanced over the television, where the wall clock in the living room perched pretty.

"Well, it's five o'clock in the afternoon" said Runi. He suddenly remembered that from today he had a pet. Popo was looking for it because he was worried about the state of the little dog. Popo is still not completely healthy, therefore Runi still feels so worried if he goes out of the house carelessly. He was afraid that Popo's wounds would reopen.

"Popo, where are you, baby?" Runi called out to Popo.

"Your woof!" Popo barked and ran over to Runi after emerging from the Juni sewing room.

"Hey, you're here!" Runi looked down to welcome Popo. Popo jumps into Runi's arms, making the girl laugh amusedly as Popo's tail tickles her belly. Runi said as she squeezed out Popo's face. "I told you, Popo! Don't move too much first. You are still injured and your wounds are not completely dry yet!"

Popo rubbed into Runi's sling. He shook his head there, as if to say 'it's okay'.

"I thought you were going, Popo." Runi said softly. Although not even one day he met Popo, but somehow he felt very happy with the arrival of the dog. Runi continued, "Just as long as you are still sick, I beg you to stay here."

"Your woof!"

Popo wagged his tail. The dog straightened its head then looked at Runi, its current master. Looked at the eyeball with a reddish black incandescent color owned by Popo, staring at the cheerful Runi.

***

Tonight, Raka came home a little late. Unlike yesterday afternoon which was on time, Raka arrived home at nine p.m. Runi who faithfully waited for her husband to come home while continuing to complete one by one sewing order, after the evening he took the time to cook Raka's favorite food. Yes, count as a redeemer for her mistake this morning for forgetting to cook her husband.

"Back of the night, Mas?" Sapa Runi as she welcomes Raka at the entrance of her house.

"Yes, Deck." Raka answered coldly. Runi approached and was surprised when she smelled the smell of alcohol emanating from her husband's body.

"Mas, you just had a drink?" Tanya Runi Demgan a probing glance.

"Hmm." Raka staggered inside to take off her shoes and socks.

Runi sighed. Raka came as if carrying a very heavy load tonight. Butwhat? Could it be that his work is a lot? Or maybe the activity was quite draining energy? Or maybe, just because of a small commotion earlier this afternoon because the roof of their house was hollow? Or because Runi forgot to cook? Ah, it's impossible just because of that serene thing Raka until it looks so stressed.

"Would you eat or take a shower, Mom?" Tanya Runi was still paying attention. She was behind her husband.

"I'm going to sleep." Raka answered so coldly by waltzing into their room.

"But you haven't eaten yet, Mas. I've also cooked for you, chicken betutu. You like it, don't you?" Runi persuaded her husband who had now laid himself on the bed.

"I'm not hungry." Short, solid, and clear. Ketus answer that Raka made for Runi.

Runi only took a deep breath looking at her husband's behavior. A year together, Raka had never behaved like this. So he prefers to stay away from Raka. Completing sewing overtime might be more beneficial to him. Time is gold, it has been wasting a lot of time lately. Last night wrestling with Raka, morning to the puskesmas, then in the afternoon he fell asleep. Fortunately, during the day Runi had successfully completed one stitch order of one of his neighbors.

Well, after all Raka looks like she doesn't want to be bothered. Maybe the guy wants to be alone. As Runi stepped outside her room and probably tried to give Raka time to rest, she suddenly felt her hand being pulled firmly.

Runi fell on the bed. Raka's burly body rests on it. Nanar Raka's eyes looked at him lustfully, with a rough breath that sounded hunting.

Raka's face approached. He intended to snatch the lips of Ranum Runi which greatly tempted him. But unfortunately, Runi who was still imagined by the great raccoon Raka last night while sound asleep by calling the name of another woman, now rejects Raka's c1uman and discards his face.

"Why, Runi?" Raka asked while gulping down the saliva upon seeing Runi's refusal for her. "You rejected your husband?"

Runi, under the confinement of Raka's body, stared inside her husband's face. He shook his head slowly, wanting to speak but his voice seemed to be stuck in the throat. His eyes began to feel hot as if he wanted to cry, but as much as possible he could bear to not just come out.

"You last night mentioned the name of Widuri in your sleep, Mas," said Runi Lirih with eyes still staring in both eyes of her husband alternately. A sense of pain spread in his heart so suddenly.

Raka grunts rough. Highlight his eyes still look as broad as before, but now he looked up. He broke away from his confinement to Runi, then walked quickly to the back of the door, grabbing a jacket. He also grabbed the key of his motorbike lying on the nightstand.

"Mas, where are you going?" Runi asked frantically seeing Raka look like she is leaving right now. He got up from the bed and followed Raka who was walking quickly to the front door. He suddenly regretted, why was he acting as if he rejected Raka.

Without giving an answer, Raka carried her motor darting away from Runi, splitting the darkness of the night.

***