Not as Dirty as a Black Rose
Roses 24

For if the Son follows him, the Son will surely come home first. His mind made his heart hot, finally Rose decided to take a bath and soak his body in cold water, hoping to ease his turbulent anger on his head. He could barely think of anything but the friendly scene of Son and Susan in the canteen. While soaking, the Rose tried to imagine the feeling of the Son. Could the Son do it because he misses the touch of a woman and I as his wife cannot do that?

Poor guy..

She should be happy, not stuck in a terrible marriage, thought the rose.

Roses continue to soak until the edges of the fingers are wrinkled with cold. Rose grabbed her towel after feeling her body start shivering, she immediately got dressed and her choice fell on a thin and short sexy nightgown. Rose herself did not know why she chose such a nightgown, perhaps because she was so angry, her head felt hot as well as her body. But that's a nonsensical excuse, isn't it? Even in this state of unkind mood, he was even willing to not get dressed. He was never this angry in his life.

The girl almost jumped in shock when she came out of the bathroom to find the Son sitting on the sofa in the room.

"Are you satisfied playing?" mocking Rose as she stepped onto the dressing table and started combing her hair.

"What authority? If you mean your complacency is circling around the hospital looking for you, yes I am satisfied. Even now I'm prying every aisle of that hospital." replied the Son.

"Curtain! I don't need an announcement from you. I don't care what happens between you and your ex-wife either." The rose placed her comb on the dressing table roughly.

"Do as you please, you can even have fun with any woman you like." this time the sound of the Roses shrill.

Roughly the Rose brushed away the blanket that covered her bed and immediately immersed herself under the blanket without turning her head in the Son.

"We'll talk later, I take a bath first." replied the Son in a low voice.

He did not want to argue first, his body still felt sticky by sweat and he also had not found the right word to explain everything to the Rose. All he needed now was cold water and he hoped that cold water could make his brain work. While the Rose tried to sleep but his drowsiness just vanished, his fatigue was as if evaporated by the anger that rose overflowed to his head because the Son did not seem to pester his sense of regret.

He didn't persuade me at all

Why are you upset?

His actions are inappropriate!

Oh, you jealous?

Dah, why am I jealous.

Then why are you yelling at him?

I'm not yelling.

You scream because you're jealous, right?

Aasrrrghhh.......

The Rose's inner war, he was getting more and more upset and it made him confused. Is he really jealous? If he does not share the Son with anyone. Doesn't that mean he loves the Son? A woman cannot be jealous if she does not love her man. Roses rolled, turning back to the side of the bed that used to be occupied by the sleeping Son. He was determined not to speak to the Son, not until he understood his feelings for the Son.

The son bathed quickly, after he finished he immediately approached the Rose who was just pretending to be asleep. As usual, he only wore boxer pants to sleep at night, no matter the cold air though. For a moment he hesitated to start a conversation with the Rose. But he believes the misunderstanding must be cleared up as soon as possible before it turns into hatred that will make the Rose and her suffer. The son sat in bed, facing the rose that was on his back. He knows the rose is not sleeping

"You want to talk to me about it or just want to swear it on me in your heart, without giving me a chance to explain it to you?"

Worry rules the Rose, listens to the Son or continues to pretend to sleep and silence him. He was very angry, but it would be unfair not to give the Son a chance to explain. The rose again remembered all the goodness of the Son upon him, all the Son did for him. And in the end the Rose turned over her body and sat down to the Son.

"You better start now, I don't have much time for a man who hugs women other than his wife." said Rose ketus and unknowingly.

The son thought for a moment to find an answer that did not make the Rose more angry or make the girl sad.

"First, it was Susan who hugged me, I didn't hug her at all, I was disgusted by her. Second, if you don't want your husband hugging another woman, you better start hugging your husband. Okay?" said Putra while watching the face of the Rose who began to blush because of his words.

"And the third, you should know that I have married the most beautiful and perfect woman of his heart. I may be interested in other women, especially like Susan. When I got to the hospital cafeteria, not knowing where he was coming from and what he was doing there too, he was suddenly standing near me. I'm just as surprised as you are, everything that happens is not what you see. Hmmmm.." answered the Son trying to explain everything.

The bowed rose tries to digest all the explanations of the Son. It sounds like nothing is wrong. The rose never heard the Son praise Susan or look in admiration at Susan. Though according to Rose Susan a very beautiful woman.

"You're not lying, are you?" tanya Rose tried to convince herself.

The son grabbed the Rose's chin gently for the girl to raise her face.

"See eyes.... Do I look like I'm lying?"

"I don't know, you could be cheating behind my back, playing with another woman for example."

"Aren't you the one who told me to find another woman and marry her in secret? You cheat if you forbid me to do it." lure the Son.

The rose again lowered her head, imagining the Son having another woman really made her chest tight.

"you are right, after all you deserve to be happy with having a real wife, not a theatrical wife like me." the sound of the Rose was choked when the Rose said it.

"you don't need to think about me, I'm fine." the Rose's voice grew distressed. He could not imagine the days he would go through without the Son.

After Putra has a new wife, she will spend more time with the woman, and it makes the Rose sadder even want to cry.

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