My wife's a fraud
Attention Pockets

Arki gets to the hospital at ten p.m. Hundreds of calls from Usman he ignored. Including some of them phone from Gita. The incoming message was not read. After hearing the news of his wife's accident and his place in care, Arki immediately darted without a second thought to meet him. He thought of nothing more than knowing the state of the Gita with his own eyes.

His reasoning was thinking wildly about the worst possible thing that happened with the Gita. Arki cursed himself for giving permission to leave. Gita should have stayed home, tied up, and not gone out of her sight.

Not even feeling separated for 24 hours, Gita has caused problems. Burdening his mind and making his heart uncomfortable eroded feelings of worry. That woman is really troublesome!

Gita sits in a gurney with Femy. Although he was seen with bandages on his head, he looked fine. Chatting casually with his friend. But he still held his trembling hand. The brief incident he had just experienced was still spinning frighteningly in the head. He wanted to cry right then and there. But embarrassed if you have to sob in front of his coworkers.

Arki approaches, with chaotic feelings, thoughts running around, and mounting worries. Soon she hugged Gita. The tense feeling that accompanied him during the trip from Jakarta instantly vanished just like that while clutching Gita's body.

Gita returns Arki's embrace. I don't know why the tears came suddenly. Even though throughout the incident he can still laugh and flirt with his friend. His heart was immediately ambushed by the feeling of fear that he had been harboring since. His fear just came out in front of Arki.

“It’s okay. You're all right. Relax, Gita!” arki said to relieve the panic felt by himself and also Gita.

His hands continued to gently stroke Gita's back. He landed a kiss on the top of his wife's head which suddenly looked in shock. Gita long enough to ease her cries in the warm arms of Arki. A familiar feeling that protects him.

After quite a while, the two of them could finally calm down now. Looking at each other in amazement. Arki looks chaotic and panicked. His appearance was disheveled with a tense face, irregular messy hair, and flushed eyes.

While the Gita is no less screwed. His clothes were a mess stained with dirt, bandages on the temples, scratches on the hands, and bandaged feet. Fortunately, his life survived. Only hit by a car that passed fast between the winding road in Lembang.

“You why the hell can get to like this? If you want to eat just order online! Why should you ride a motorbike around unclear on the road that you do not know!” arki's tirade after her panic subsided. Now the pissed-off that tops the head.

Gita could only look down at her fingers. Know that his attitude is reckless this time. He arrogantly invites Mila to take a walk using the villa owner's motorcycle. Feel free and young again because away from Arki.

“Now you go home with me! No need to continue outing with your friends!”

Gita nodded and remained silent. Accepting Arkis anger completely. This time admitted wrong because of his dangerous behavior.

He didn't think Arki would catch him here. But Gita had already reported and sent a message that she was safe and was fine. At least as he thought. He was scared to death, but tried to cover it up. Gita used to keep her own fears at times like this.

Arki completes the administration before Gita's return, bounces home to his other co-workers, and visits Mila whose injuries are not as severe as Gita's. Only after that re-applied his car to go home.

“Arki, are you sure you want to go home and drive nights like gini?” gita was a little worried.

The clock is almost midnight. But Arki insisted on going home then and there. A few hours ago, he just arrived. Driving his car quickly overwhelmed by panic because he wanted to immediately ensure the state of the Gita.

“We went last night here, only later in the morning back home.”

Gita knows Arki is currently upset with her for causing trouble. Driving tired is not good either. They could both be wretched. Arki ignored Gita's words and remained focused on driving.

“Arki, I'm so tired. Get some rest first. My body is still sick because of the accident earlier, my legs hurt really want to be straightened,” complained Gita.

He was sure that Arki did not care about his circumstances either. It was also free to say something like this to her. The man kept his mouth shut and was silent. Eventually the Gita gives up and follows Arki's wishes alone.

The car turns into a hotel in the Pasteur area. He stopped parking his car. Then looked at the sleeping Gita in the chair next to her. It seems like Gita is really exhausted. He drooped down not long after blabbering and complaining earlier. Arki saw the clock on his dashboard monitor. See what time it is.

“We stayed last night here,” said Arki when waking up Gita.

He gets out of the car and helps Gita to get out. The woman had a little trouble standing due to her sprained and injured leg, making Arki a little impatient.

“Here I carry. Lama!” arki was upset.

Gita did not refuse this time. He was too sleepy and in pain to argue or argue over Arki. He needed that man's help anyway.

After changing clothes Gita clean clothes without the rest of the land and the scars of the accident. They lay themselves in bed. Gita immediately fell asleep for a while. Letting his body rest after the shock that struck.

Arki was next to him, lying down watching the woman fall into a deep sleep. His entire body began to relax, after that it felt like he was trembling incoherently. Feeling panic, fear, annoyance, worry, and a lot of strange feelings accumulate great during his journey to meet Gita. Even when he saw the condition of the wounded Gita in the hospital, his feelings were increasingly boisterous and lively uncontrollably. Arki is confused himself why he cares so much.

“Don't worry me, I'll have a hard time leaving you!” whispered Arki then held Gita to her side and kissed her forehead. Tired and drowsiness down along with a feeling of relief in his heart.

A sobbing sound rang out and made Arki wake up. He circulated his gaze around, with heavy eyes twitching. Gita sat next to him holding and stroking the bandaged ankle while crying. Arki immediately woke up and sat looking at him, rubbing his eyes for a moment eliminates blurred vision because his sleepiness is difficult to resist.

“Why?”

“His leg hurts. Nyut-nyutan can not stop,” whine Gita.

Arki sighed. Put a pillow in front of the Gita. “Lurusin! Do not bend and massage carelessly! His joint injury will get worse,” said Arki straightened Gita's sprained left leg.

“I want to be massaged just like a masseuse so cepet cured.”

“Foot sprains are not massaged, later more severe. How the hell is it?” arki was upset.

“More masseuses kayak gini business man. Stay in massage and generated tomorrow already healed.”

“Do not know! Diem don't get raked!”

Arki got up from the bed, picked up her phone and left the room. For nearly 15 minutes, Gita was accompanied by silence. Only the sound of fiddling and whining could be heard in the room. Arki brought back a box of ice cubes and a roll of elastic bandage.

He began to open the twists of the bandage on Gita's ankle, looking blue and swollen quite badly. Arki placed a cold compress in a white cloth filled with ice for some time.

“If Only compressed like gini curedhya long time! I said mending find a masseuse,” protest Gita.

“Ck .. don't have much to say! Just diem! Later if the wrong sequence, you want your legs to be operated on? If the joint injury is like gini help pack a cold compress and in the same elastic bandage, not in order. This is according to the doctor's recommendation. Know?”

Arki releases his cold compress from Gita's legs. Then let it sit for a while and start compressing again for 15 minutes. Although his sleepiness began to fall making his eyelids close, Arki still held the compress at Gita's feet painstakingly.

“Still sick?”

Gita nodded. But just be quiet to see all the movements of Arki who is helping him relieve pain. The cold spread on her ankle made her squeak, but the comfort then made her pain slowly subside.

“How do you not pick up Mr Usman's phone and bales chat me anyway?” said Gita broke the silence because it was awkward.

They rarely communicate during this time. Only occasionally, sometimes it ends with a fierce debate. Even after love, they just throw hateful words. Then quickly fall asleep forgetting the activities they do.

If you think back, they are indeed the strangest couple. Never exchange chats, only debates, and fights in bed. The rest of them are like living in a different world. Arki will be busy with his work in his special room. Gita will be busy watching the drama. They rarely faced off to just open up a conversation. Closing themselves off to get to know each other, as they believe this relationship will soon be abandoned.

“What's the problem?”

“I told you not to come. I'm okay, don't die in the gorge kayaking in tragic movies.just the nenggol elf Bandung-Subang doang be nyungsep.”

Arki looked at Gita and frowned an annoyed eyebrow. “I don't know why you do dangerous things. Let's try not to be wretched! Panic others!”

“Do not be angry and talk smart! The one that hurts me. I'm not asking you to come, I don't expect you to be so attentive either. In fact you should be sad I'm wretched, let's die all of you and I'm not a burden on you anymore.”

Arki threw a cold compress at the ice pile box in annoyance. Staring fiercely at Gita who always raise his emotions. He also did not understand why it could be as sweet as that to catch up with Gita here. Ignoring the phone and Usman and Gita's explanation that things are fine. Arki just wanted to see firsthand whether the Gita really wasn't seriously injured.

“You I've been through here and I've taken medicine, instead of saying thank you cake. Even sewot. Tuh people should be concerned like gini.”

“I'm not. I don't like to be noticed like you. It is your kindness to pretend. From the beginning your kindness was just a trick, so as to ensnare me more in your same cunning game, right? Sok so responsible guy, pretentious attention, and pretentious to be a good husband. Though horrifying complaints and desires I have never!” racau Gita is angry.

I don't know why he suddenly said something like this to Arki. He's upset and scared now. Arki's existence and his attention made him feel an uncomfortable strange feeling. Arki's a bad man, why do things like this to him? Why go so far for him? Though he most often said that the Gita is just a toy and tool for him, for the sake of satisfying his ego and desires.

Gita doesn't like the strange feeling that runs her way right now. The comfort she couldn't accept when she grabbed Arki and found him by her side as fear tried to hide him. During this time Arki ignited with all the fear that Gita experienced. Why is he now a safe place to hide?

Arki let out a annoyed breath. “Don't do much prattle! Cepetan sleep abis I bandage your legs again,” said Arki does not care. He cleaned Gita's legs before twisting her with elastic bandage carefully. Some pain relief pills Arki hand over to drink Gita, so that the pain will soon disappear.

This time Arki was lazy to respond. The uproar and confusion in his head is not over, plus the drowsiness that increasingly obscures the view. If they argue with Gita, until morning they will never be finished. Gita and all her prejudices about herself are often untrue.