Patience in Wounds (Stupidity)
7. Managed

Revan tried to contact Febby but did not get an answer. He thought maybe his girlfriend was asleep because it was almost midnight. He decided to put his phone back, he could explain it tomorrow if he met.

Revan walked up to the bed, laying down his body on the other side. As you know, Rara is on the other side. Why he did not choose to sleep on the sofa, I don't know if it's not wrong to sleep one bed with his own wife. He got into the blanket and began to close his eyes.

The smooth snoring signifies Revan has also entered in his dream realm.

There is little distance between them. This is only the beginning of a long road that they will face until someday if fate allows it will rarely be eroded, no need to rush wait for them to know and understand each other.

That's how they went through the first night after officially becoming husband and wife. No one knows the way of human life in the future, the astrologer is not necessarily right when guessing what will happen tomorrow. Only the destiny and power of the owner of the universe knows the secrets of the future.

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The sky was still dark, the sun was still hiding but Rara had already opened her eyes. Accustomed to waking up early at home, making him wake up if it is near dawn. Rara was quite surprised when she woke up, as she recalled yesterday she fell asleep in the car on the way to her husband's house. However, he was now in a room three times the size of his room in the village.

Rara sat down and tried to recall what happened last night. Unfortunately, her memory was even focused on her husband's words that made her chest tight again.

Astarghfirullah... Rara remembers you can't be weak.

Rara cheers herself up.

Soon after entering the dawn prayer, Rara came down from the bed to get water. However, her movements stopped when she realized that it was not only her who slept on the bed, she was very happy to know that her husband did not try to stay away from her by sleeping on the sofa or in another room, it turned out that the man chose to sleep in the same bed as her. There was gratitude tucked in his heart.

After completing her duties as a Muslim and taking a bath, Rara comes out of her room. She still did not expect that the house her husband occupied was this big.

"Where should I find a kitchen in a house this big?" muttered.

Rara went downstairs, thinking maybe the kitchen was downstairs because upstairs there were only rooms with doors like a room.

Incidentally Mr. Ahmad appeared from the kitchen, he approached his new lady who looked confused.

"Good morning, miss," she said with a polite bow.

"Ehh... morning.. This father?"

Rara had met with Ahmad several times when he delivered Tio's grandfather to his house, but they had never greeted him before.

"I'm a big master driver and the butler of this house. You can call me old man like Mr. Revan called me." The old man introduced himself.

Rara nodded, and asked where the kitchen was.

"What's miss for?" ask the old man.

"I want to prepare breakfast for my husband and grandfather," replied Rara a little embarrassed.

The old man smiled and he showed me his kitchen. He did not forbid his nona want to do anything because Tio's grandfather had told him to let Miss Rara do her duty as a wife, the old man was watching from afar if the nonanya difficulties then he helped.

"Miss, this is the kitchen."

Some people were already there, cutting vegetables and other ingredients.

"Bi, Miss Rara would like to cook for the great lord and lord Revan, please help you show me where the ingredients and spices are."

The old man gave the order to those people that Rara guessed they were servants in this house.

"Good old man."

The other servants also respect the old man, can Rara make sure if this old man is a trusted grandfather.

"Please miss, they will help the lady prepare the ingredients."

Rara deftly began to cook the menu that she would first serve to husband and grandfather Tio. At his house Rara is not a spoiled and lazy girl, she diligently helps Umi do homework. So in addition to cooking Rara is also good at taking care of the house, but it seems that at her husband's house she does not need to do it all because there are many servants who do it.

"Finally done."

Her body was a little sweaty again because of the cooking activity, but Rara was happy to have her own satisfaction when she served her own food for her husband.

"Bi, can you please prepare all this at the table. I want to see Revan is awake or not," said Rara asked bi Ratih for help.

"Of course, miss, you don't have to bother us." Bi Ratih and the other waiters actually felt bad because from earlier they only saw his new employer cooking, only a little help cutting meat and vegetables.

"Thank you bi." Rara left after taking off the apron she had used for cooking earlier.

"Together, miss."

The servants there were pleased with the nature and attitude of his master's wife, she was so polite and not awkward when among the servants. Although they are only servants, Rara always respects older people regardless of their social status.

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Rara opened the door of the room she had been in last night very slowly, slowly popping her head to see her husband was still asleep or had already woken up from his sleep.

"Nothing, where's sister Revan?"

A moment later Rara heard water rustling from inside the bathroom. Turns out her husband was taking a bath, Rara cleaned the mattress a little messy, took the clothes scattered on the floor must be the owner who threw it origin, then put it in a dirty basket.

After the room was tidy, Rara walked up to her husband's wardrobe and chose clothes for Revan to wear. He was quite confused because he did not know what his taste and how to dress the husband, but when viewed from the contents of the closet are mostly shirts and suits, chances are Revan likes to dress formally.

Rara put the clothes she had chosen on the bed, it was okay if her husband was not wearing her. Rara is just trying to learn to be a good wife. After that, Rara came out and went back down to see if the food was ready or not.

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Revan came out of the bathroom wearing only a small towel wrapped around his waist. His upper body was left exposed, displaying perfect sculptures on his chest and stomach thanks to his diligent exercise.

The room that was a mess when Revan was going to take a shower was now clean and tidy. Usually the waiter will clean up his room if he has left, but this one morning tumben is clean, he thought.

"Wait a minute, they're also preparing clothes for me right now."

Revan is still trying to think of the strange thing that happened.

"Why can I forget."

The man patted his own forehead because he forgot that he was married. Now Revan understands that it wasn't the waitress who went into his room but his wife who cleaned up their room.

Revan stretches out the clothes chosen by Rara.

Not bad, either.

Muttering to himself and smiling to himself, it felt good that there was also someone taking care of his life now.

to be continue...

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