My ex-Ipar Candidate
You Have Me, Ra (Gian)
Pretty tired today, after pampering Radha by freeing what he wanted to make Gian momentarily stretch his muscles. Not too late, since the end of dinner Radha just focus on seeing the results of his photo last day.
Gian let Radha with his busyness, while he tried to withstand the weight of his eyes with a shadow of a smile in front of him.
"Udah, Ra."
Can't understand why Radha is so happy that she ignores Gian who is very tired. He took over the wife's phone because he felt lonely since.
"Where are you sending?"
"Papa," he answered flatly.
Gian focused on reading what his wife told Ardi, his picture with Gian being the main goal. There was written a thank you to Ardi for introducing the figure in his life.
Although without a reply from Ardi, even some of the messages Radha sent since last week have not been read by Ardi. There was pain and anger when he realized how crazy Radha was in front of his parents.
"What are you sending this for, Ra?"
"Hm, let Papa read dong," he said as he sighed softly, there was pain there, because sending a message to Ardi was the same as writing a sentence on a piece of obsolete paper.
"Read? Your chat a week ago just hasn't she read, Ra." The speech was purely unknowingly Gian, did not intend him to cause hatred in the mind of his wife to the In-laws.
"Well, if Papa doesn't want to read gapapa, obviously I've been telling you every day with Papa, right?"
In the silence of Radha, the invisible begging for affection. Actually hoping for his Papa's love though not as much as Ardi's affection for his new family.
"But, Ra ... Papa you don't deserve to be called Papa." Gian clenched his hands, staring at the wife's sad bead made him want to finish off Ardi right now.
"But at least he's a good Papa to me" Radha said in an almost inaudible voice in Gian's ear.
"Don't you say? Where's it going, Zura?" Gian breathed a rough breath, really why he was this sick to see how Radha seemed to have no space in Ardi's mind.
"Papa kasih Kakatan Sis in my life." His eyes sincerely looked, Radha spoke with a sweet smile on her lips.
Silence, Gian felt something in his heart when he heard that speech. How could that sweet sentence make his heart feel so warm, flow in the recesses of the soul and make the anger that he tried to endure it disappear instantly.
Gian luluh, the man still can't believe his wife said that. Gian spread out both his hands, his eyes as if he was heating up. The sleepiness that had been as big as a mountain seemed to just disappear.
"Close, Ra," he said, like a command Radha must follow.
For some reason, Radha was carried away or indeed the will in her mind that was already opiate in the arms of her husband.
"Amkkkh!!"
"Sorry, Brother."
Too excited he came, making Gian almost fall. Fortunately, Gian was able to support his wife's weight, although not how long ago now Gian tightened his embrace.
"Hm, comfortable."
"You hear Brother, don't do that anymore, you can tell me anything, even if you just send me a comma you'll read, Ra."
Gian took a breath, still claustrophobic he felt knowing the fact that Radha was as good as Ardi.
"You now have me, Ra, not only papa you're the man you have in this world" he continued in a soft voice.
There was no reply Radha, he just nodded because what Gian said was real. Until Gian feels different, Radha has been talking since.
"Rho? Why cry?"
"Where there I cry," he said lowered his head immediately, really unconsciously actually.
"What is this to say? The time is the spring."
"Ck, what the fuck."
Radha who was initially carried away, now smiles because Gian is now trying to look at his face. Although Gian's difficulties still try, even now Gian's face is right under his face.
"Hahah, it's funny that this high school kid, a kid, is already somebody's wife."
This insult or especially this, as if the endless sentence Gian to make his wife upset is extraordinary. Still in the same position, Gian stared fixedly at the eyes on it.
Radha smiled, warm and so sweet in Gian's eyes. There is nothing he does not like about Radha, it is only natural that Haidar loves his wife so amazing, thought Gian.
"Ra, women your age already understand the meaning of love?"
"Why is Big Brother asking such a ridiculous thing?"
He doesn't like it, because if it's wrong to talk. It could be that Gian will be angry seven days and seven nights. And where would she enjoy the holiday with anger that enveloped her husband later.
"That's not ridiculous, Ra, but the main thing that actually has to be in every relationship."
"What is it?"
"You kind of mocked me," he said later, feeling Radha was reluctant to discuss this kind of thing, Gian pulled Radha to lie down as if.
Aarrggh
"Why should you pull, brother!!"
"You're insensitive, that's why Brother pull."
"Yes but it hurts," his mouth was too upset because Gian often did things he never expected.
A few minutes of silence, only a whisper of the night could be heard hugging nature. The goddess of the night was not as beautiful as yesterday, peaceful-sounding raindrops accompanied their night.
"You sleepy?"
"Not yet" replied Radha shook her head steadily, for indeed she was not sleepy at all.
Since staring at the ceiling of the room with Gian did not make him sleepy at all, when in fact he was tired, should Radha be able to sleep faster than usual.
"Why not? It's late, Ra."
"Can't sleep, sister, don't sleep at all."
"Do you want to sleep faster?"
"Did? Wh-what do you mean?"
Gian's gaze made him shudder, his face that was getting closer and spaced just a few cents it made Radha's heartbeat irregular.
"You won't refuse again this time, Ra," said so subtly, like goose feathers, pure white and made Radha nod unconsciously as she faced her.
"Don't yell, the rain outside is even bigger than your voice, okay?"
"Ehm, get it."
A signal that Radha should not do the same as yesterday, because it is useless, the distance of their room is quite far not to mention the sound of rain dominating the night will disguise the commotion in any form of them.
............ Yea!!!