Om Pamungkas
wavering

Finally got on his bike, ready to pick up his wife.

But Ratih arrived, coming,

Ratih put his motorbike directly into the garage, the only one who passed by just noticed the look of his wife's grim face.

" How late am I going to pick you up?

any problems at the cafe? or on the street?" tanya Pamungkas take off his wife's helmet and put it in a special helmet cabinet.

" It's nothing." replied Ratih slowly, he went into the room and put the bag down.

Finally still not calm his heart, in look at his wife again carefully.

It was clearly a cry, though,

" Why?!" the man asked in a louder voice, he most disliked seeing his wife cry.

" No." replied Ratih throwing his gaze to the floor.

" What can you hide from me? I didn't live with you for two years, before I became your husband did I live with you?" he said he touched both of his wife's wrists.

" What unsettles you.. Tell me..?" ask the last question, but Ratih is still silent.

There is no way Ratih is honest, he will not be silent, he will definitely immediately look for Arga for not keeping his promise.

Ratih could already imagine, only violence would occur between the two men.

" What's really nothing.." Trained shakes,

Frown between wonder and disbelief.

" I just saw the old man on the street, he looked troubled.." Reasoned, reasoned,

" You cry for that guy? really true?" ask Pamungkas.

" Can't I be sad?" tanya Ratih ventured to look at her husband.

" Yes already.." Said the end giving up, though,

" don't cook today, we order food from the outside only.." Finally reviewed the smile while stroking his wife's cheek.

Finally looking at his wife who had fallen asleep earlier.

Since coming home to bed there was not the slightest smile on his face, his eyes were not focused and often silent when spoken to.

Finally got up, took his HP on the table and walked out of the room.

After sitting on the sofa in the middle room the man started calling someone,

" Ram.." apparently he contacted one of Ratih's workers.

Of course, he knew that his wife was hiding something, so he had to make sure now.

" What's in the cafe?" ask the manager,

before long he talked to Rama, only about fifteen minutes.

The man froze long enough to finally rest his back on the sofa.

Rama explained in a concise and clear concise manner,

That some days there's a suspicious man,

He always stood outside the cafe, and suddenly disappeared when approached.

Rama even confirmed that the man was clearly looking at his boss.

Burn the cigarette, smoke it slowly while thinking,

" is it possible." he muttered while exhaling his cigarette smoke.

The man looked grim now, his calm was gone,

Suppose it was not midnight now, he would have ascertained what was on his mind.

But what made him even more restless was his wife's expression,

why should I hide it?

Why not be honest?

and why is he crying?

What is he really crying about?

your anger?

Regrets huh?

Or.. his wife is shaky about the past?.

Finally riled up, turned off his cigarette in the ashtray even though it was still long.

Right, six months more married, never once there is a word of love that comes out of his wife's mouth.

Even when he said sweet words and confirmed that he loved his wife very much, his wife just smiled, and did not reply with the same declaration of love.

He knew that this marriage was not based on love for Ratih,

Ratih is willing to marry as a form of rescue and there is no other option that is best than the ultimate.

Finally realized he was not loved, he was,

Maybe even his wife's heart is still adrift in the past,

he should be strong, and able to accept the fact that Ratih still does not love him.

But seeing him waver many times because of Arga,

His heart did not accept.