Loved Bunian Wolves
27. Protest for Raka

The time at the wall clock is only six in the morning. However, I don't know how many times Runi vomited the contents of his stomach. Runi's stomach really feels bad, whatever he consumes will soon turn around. Even if remembered, since waking up at five o'clock earlier he had not put any food or drink into his stomach. Yeah, because everything he put in always comes out right then and there.

"Am I mostly staying up late huh?" Runi thought as she wiped the cold sweat flowing from her temple.

Yes, it has been a few days since he overtime until night and was too tearing up his strength. He was a little overwhelmed because the deadline of some of the seams was getting closer. Many customers sent messages to him, just reminding if the clothes they ordered will be worn soon. Of course, Runi should be able to finish it. All of this is related to his good name as a tailor.

Actually, Runi really felt not strong. His body is so limp. But of course he has to fill his power. Again, he looked up at the breakfast he had cooked himself at the dinner table. One bowl of mangut catfish is broiled coconut milk with steaming sauce on it.

Runi prepared two dishes. One for her, then another plate of course for Raka, her beloved husband who last night did not come home from his office. Yes, as always, if Runi asks, surely the answer is the same as before. 'Sed overtime'.

Actually Runi could have found out, whether Raka was right overtime as he said. But for what? She is not the type of woman who is easily suspicious of her partner. After all, bad thoughts will actually make it more overthinking. In fact, the burden of life is so much compared to having to think about suspicion of something that is uncertain, right?

The food on the dining table looks so appetizing. But unfortunately, the steaming sauce is increasingly issuing a delicious aroma that actually feels shaking the hull of Runi. He got up again from his dining chair for the second time, then ran back to the back to vomit his stomach.

Chequek!

The front door is open. Runi was panting heavily after removing her entrails in the bathroom at the time, but she found out that her husband had just returned home. Well, even though he knew Raka had come only to change into work clothes and would soon leave for the office, at least Raka still remembered to go home.

Runi welcomed her husband with a step. He saw, again, just like the days before, the clothes Raka was wearing were different from the ones he was wearing before. But Runi did not bother. Why should he ask this that while the answer that appeared in his brain was a painful answer?

"Getting over again, Mum?" Runi asked in a lethargic voice.

"Yes." Yeah." Raka answered briefly. He took off his sandals on the porch and walked inside his house.

"I cooked a mangut catfish for you, Mas," said Runi yabg now following Raka's steps towards the room, trying to offer breakfast for Raka. Although actually Runi knows if Raka will reject him. Yes, it has been a few days Raka rarely wants to taste or even just glance at the results of her cooking.

"You rarely eat my food now, Mom." Runi ventured to speak. She also raised an irritated glance at her husband. He said to start waving his protest, "I'm not feeling well anymore, but I'm still forcing myself to cook for you. I've always been looking for this cooking idea and that, just so you miss all my cooking. I know you always remember home, remember me too! Please, appreciate my little effort. I'm your wife, Mas! We're already married. Don't think of me as a statue!"

"Lho, who told you to cook?" Raka rebuked with a high tone. "Don't cook if you end up talking about it, Runi!"

"What?!" Runi widened her eyes. He was a little surprised by the reaction Raka gave him. He really doesn't accept. He has done everything for Raka, but what does he now accept? So he said also in a slightly higher tone than usual. "I'm just asking you to appreciate it, Mom! I never asked for anything! Is it hard, pleasing my wife, or just to relieve her heart by praising my cooking?"

"Didn't you hear me, Runi? I'm not hungry! If you want to eat, eat by yourself!" Raka exclaimed ketus. Of course Raka's loud speech made Runi jump in shock. He even felt a spot on his stomach twitching in pain.

"Why did you change, Mas?!" Runi raised her voice. Tears that ten days he could bear so as not to be shed, now it has all shed.

"Change what?" Raka asked ketus. He took off the casual T-shirt he was wearing with him, until Raka's field chest and burly were perfectly exposed. Runi gulped the saliva looking at the body of the husband who had not touched it for one week. And the 4lnya, Runi so missed Raka's touch!

"You keep overtime, Mom! You rarely sleep at home! Even if you sleep here, you will always come home at night when I am asleep. You often go in the middle of the night and come home when the sun is up. You rarely eat my food. You're weird, you turn so cold to me, rarely invite to chat, rarely hug and smear me, and you also never again invite me berc1nta!" exclaim Runi with a stir. His tears were shedding so hard he could not stop it at all.

"Oh, so you miss me?" Raka asked with a grin. He drew closer and touched his big hand on the jaw of Runi, rubbing it with a smooth plan so as to cause a strange tingling sensation all over the body of Runi. He again asked with lips that were right in front of Runi's face so warm that Raka's breath felt so hunting, "You want me, baby?"

Runi looked at her husband's face with eyes that were now glazed over. He can't answer, really! He misses Raka so much, but he also does not like Raka's treatment of this annoying her.

Raka glanced towards the wall clock attached to the wall of her room. He said, "It's only six in the morning. There's still enough time for us to start talking 1nta before I go to work, baby."

Raka grinned. Runi felt so humiliated. He hated himself so much because Runi wanted to refuse! But he could do nothing as soon as Raka began to bring her face closer, sweeping her warm lips to Runi's silent lips, welcoming her with resignation. Silence without being able to fight. Because far at the bottom of the heart, Runi misses Raka very much.

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