Om Pamungkas
your opinion,

Sunday night to be exact, finally Ratih knew the woman who talked to him on the phone.

" Good day, sister.." the woman in the white uniform introduced herself, her smile so sweet.

" Lunch, Train.." Ratih returned Sekar's hand.

" This is my soulmate's deck." said Pamungkas embracing his wife.

Throw a smile, though,

" Yeah.I've heard from bang Fael.." said Sekar.

" That's bang, I forgot to tell you earlier I went to the workshop, I left it to Hendra mas.." Sekar spoke to Pamungkas.

" Oh, yes, then, let me take it later. Go back to work, we go first.." Stay away from the hospital parking lot.

" He's a friend's sister? why is he java?" tanya Ratih was finally curious as the two were on their way home.

" Sister-in-law, wife of Rafael Javanese women." explained Pamungkas.

Train, shut up, don't ask anymore.

It is also not good if he asks too many questions, he can be considered childish.

Arriving at home, the two did not go to sleep immediately,

He brought some books to his bed.

While Pamungkas just back and forth beside him while pulling the end of Ratih's nightgown.

" What book? still reading it?" ask Pamungkas while shifting his head to Ratih's thigh.

" Old book." replied Ratih did not dwell even though her husband's behavior was there to disturb her.

" That..?" call Pamungkas, please,

" hemm." replied Ratih without seeing her husband.

" What do you think?" the ultimate question made Ratih close his book and look at the face that was lying quietly on his thigh.

" meaning?" ask Ratih,

" What do you think of it when you see it?"

Ratih was silent for a long time, he was really lazy to answer.

" Why shut up?" ask the manager,

" important huh?"

" it doesn't matter, if you don't want to comment, just massage your husband's head.." Finally pulled Ratih's hand and placed it on his forehead.

" do you like working women?" tanya Ratih arrived, arrived,

" I mean the one in the uniform, like the wife of another soldier's wife,

the doctor? the nurse? or even a teacher?".

Hearing the question of his wife finally getting up, he sat beside Ratih.

" What's up? after meeting Sekar you're getting weird?" Finally caught Ratih's slightly different expression.

" Why?" ask the curious, though,

" What's weird? I don't." replied Ratih to open the book again.

" You want to be like them?" But more serious.

Ratih was silent not answering,

" dear? I'm talking to you.."

" well, I'm listening,"

" why don't I get an answer?" Waiting for a response from his wife.

" You're an education scholar, it's not too late if you want to teach." said Pamungkas,

" teaching doesn't always have to be a teacher" replied Ratih.

" Then do you ask as if you want to work like the wife of another member's wife?"

" i just want to know what my husband thinks?"

" if you really want to know my opinion, I don't even want you to go out, meet or talk to other men, she said,

I want to keep you at home.." Answer with a serious face.

Seeing his silent wife finally took the book in Ratih's hands and placed it on the bedside table.

" I know your anxiety, even if you don't express it..

remember, we are husband and wife..

your problem is my problem, my problem,

burden of your mind, share it for me..

if you keep quiet and hold anything yourself,

how do I know?" He rested his head on Ratih's shoulder.

" don't worry about anything.