My Beloved Perjaka
After We Married Chapter 1

...After We're Married....

...A spin off of my beloved novel Perjaka....

...From the first point of view of Abhimanyu Julian Rudolf....

...Happy reading....

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Chapter 1 - As Far as I Look.

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Eight years have passed...

There was a feeling that I could not explain in detail after wading through a similar journey of playing the game. There are challenges, satisfaction, bets and disappointment from every problem we face.

Every challenge taught me a lot.

Every satisfaction gives me pleasure.

Every bet gives me a chance.

And every disappointment brings me back to the three points I've said.

I live in an elite housing estate that I enjoy with a woman I love named Bella Eliss and our two children, Neo and Ollie. Two appendages in our lives, precisely the life of my wife who longed for sons and daughters long before being with me. She looked so happy, that everything I had not seen in her clearly made me believe she was a possessive, loving and motherly woman. While for me who was not even 24 years at that time, having a baby was the most devastating upheaval. I experienced many things that were full of heroic impressions and somehow exactly at first, being a father in the midst of my busy life as a public figure and the secrets I hid from netizens made me dizzy seven circumference.

I was wondering about our all-round living expenses and how to hide our sweet, slightly naughty and funny kids in front of everyone. And eight years I thought, the secrets we've been hiding remain a question mark for those looking for answers.

I smiled, from our children's sweet room and often made Bella senewen, Neo and Ollie running small towards me while shouting my call with the name uncle.

My smart wife who is full of brilliant ideas and ridiculous that never end at a time.

Neo gave me a fist in my stomach and then poked. Her eyes like Bella often make me smile at myself if I see her angry like this.

I bowed. "Oh-oh..." I held my stomach pretending to be in pain, while Ollie who wanted to become a doctor like her mother pulled her brother's hand while shaking her head.

"Om cakitt tau, brother. Later om cry.." babbling four-year-old boy makes me smile wide. I missed them after going out of town for a month to finish filming a horror movie.

"You guys going to school?" I was crouching when Aunt Marni's son handed Neo and Ollie shoes. I helped them with their shoes. Simple things like this I rarely do for them and often I get hit with feelings of guilt.

"It." I'm standing. Our two love fairies smiled as I stretched out both hands. They hit me with an anxious hug while I looked at Bella.

I know, nothing sells patience except from within ourselves.

Eight years I often left him to take part in the entertainment world but he remained someone in the front row who supported me.

Bella grimaces, her teeth that she knows look white.

"Have breakfast?" asked after stealing the chance to kiss me on the cheek. Then gently pull our child from their embrace in my body.

"Breakfast yuk, mommy's cooking." he asked.

Neo clucked in annoyance, his look like mine turned to Bella who looked at me with a longing look.

I'm sure, after the kids are gone he'll charge for cravings in bed.

"Mommy can't go to school? I want to play the same!" whine Neo with his full childish gaze.

"No!" Bella nodded with a smile. "Om Julian's still home till tomorrow night. You can play games after school."

Neo's lips. "Really, om?" his eyes looked at me suspiciously. Unbelieving and as if she did not believe Bella's explanation.

I nodded, Neo succeeded in making me dumbfounded with his crisp laugh. He seemed very happy and really missed being together. I also miss this house, it feels like two days is not enough to rest and fade the longing.

The four of us went to the dining room. As usual, Bella served me well either in the dining room or in the other rooms. Although it sometimes berserked in my mind, was he really happy to live out our eight-year marriage?

Bella invited me to breakfast while the one who got the call rushed to our room on the second floor.

I squinted my eyes. Who called him this early? I was secretly suspicious of the presence of Narendra Wicaksono in our household or other men considering she was a lonely woman. Although in fact, my mind was only fixated on Narendra who still seemed to regret divorcing my wife.

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