Prisoner's Wife Raka
8. First day

...HAPPY READING!...

Sunlight pierced through the window curtain of Dinara's room, the girl just squirming on the bed. A few moments later, he woke up and tried to open his eyes. His Netra stared intently at the screen of the phone which showed at 8:30. "Half nine?" Dinara screamed loudly.

Dinara moved quickly to go to the bathroom, leaving behind a mattress that had made her misfortune. In fact, Raka herself still did not wake up even though the sun was brightly shining on her face. The man only opened his eyes slightly, then used a blanket to banish the sun's rays.

The girl muttered in annoyance. She banged hard on Raka's room door, but her husband did not come out. "Sir Raka!" Dinaara raised her voice. "Sister, wake up, brother!" his yell.

Dinara clucked in annoyance, growling in front of Raka's room. Both of his hands were clenched tightly. "SISTER! GETUP!" In the end, Raka opened the door with her pillow face. Dinara opened her mouth wide when she saw him.

"What's up, anyway?" asked Raka with a heavy voice. He leaned against the door, facing Dinara with a lingering drowsiness.

"Sister Raka is crazy? Look what time it is!"

"What time is it?" asked Raka, as if not caring.

"Half nine."

Raka really looked unappetizing, she just nodded slowly without the slightest expression. "Continue?"

"Lecture, Brother!" hardik Dinara's.

"Policy. Are you not tired?"

"Yes tired, anyway. But---"

"Diem!" Raka pointed her index finger at the front of Dinara's face. He gave a thin smile. "Lecture is off first. We go to your house to get a change of clothes" said Raka.

Dinara looked at the man turning his back, then Raka turned back again. "Beat breakfast there, all of you" said Raka.

Dinaara frowned looking at her husband. Then, Raka closed the door of her room and hastened to clean the body.

I don't know, Dinara was surprised to live one roof with a man she didn't like, even she hated him. However, for the sake of happiness, they must sacrifice for all that to come true.

Dinara pursed her lips as Raka told her to get into the car. The girl was sitting next to her husband who was about to drive. Dinara folded his hands in front of his chest while looking straight ahead. Raka looked at it. "His lips don't go forward! Want me to kiss?" seloroh Raka's.

Dinara suddenly turned her face and grew annoyed. Unknowingly, the cheeks were reddened and her face felt hot, Dinara then tightened her grip on the clothes. No longer caring about the man next to him, he did not break Raka's rant.

"Lo drunk, Ra?" chirped Raka when she saw Dinara's red face as if holding something back. Dinara shook his head. "Lo stomach hurts?" The girl shook her head.

Raka let out a heavy breath. "As far as you are, deh." In the end, he decided to keep quiet because Dinara was completely unwilling to talk to him.

Not only nausea, but dizziness and palpitations in the heart make Dinara confused what to do. In fact, he is most anti with the name drunk vehicles.

Raka herself felt strange about her feelings. His heart always moved his eyes to see the face of Dinara, like fascinated with the real beauty on the face of the wife. However, if in three months they have not loved each other, then according to the agreement and will be separated.

Dinara's favorite atmosphere is already felt when just entering the yard. He saw the fresh plants he was diligently taking care of. Dinara had not knocked on the door, but a woman came out from behind it. The mother greeted with a happy smile. "My dear!" said Rania, then hugged Dinara.

Just arrived, Dinara and Raka were invited to breakfast because Rania cooked a lot. They sat at the dinner table with plates in front.  "Your husband takes it too, dong!" pinta Rania to the princess.

Dinara looked at Raka for a moment, then sighed before doing something that a wife usually does. "Udah?" dinara asked as she poured rice on Raka's plate. The man nodded briefly. "Same side dish?"

"So. Yes wear it, do it!" answer Raka.

"It's just a hard thing."

.....

He felt enough with the clothes he would bring to the new house, Dinara dragged his suitcase out of the room. "DYNARA!" The loud noise from behind made the girl flinch in shock. Rania walked over from behind and stared intently at the princess. "You ...."

"Why didn't you do it last night with your husband?" Speech that comes out of the lips of Rania, then can not be digested by Dinara. The girl knitted her eyebrows together in confusion. "You're leaking" said Rania.

Only then did Dinara realize and immediately saw the back skirt. Sure enough, there's a red patch over there. "What the hell are you doing? Seriously?" cecar Rania, his face showed disappointment.

"What's the matter, Nda?"

"First night" said Rania. Then, Dinara shook his head strongly. There was a heavy sigh coming out of Rania's lips, then she looked past Dinara.

Dinara immediately returned to her room to change into dirty clothes. It's crazy to do that with an unloved person. Although they are married, Dinara is not as easy as giving food.

"Still changing clothes" replied Rania.

"Change clothes? Why indeed?" Raka was curious because she knew his wife's clothes were fine.

"First day." Rania's words were quickly digested by Raka. However, looking at the face of the in-laws made her certain that the woman was disappointed. "You don't call Auntie anymore, dong! Call Bunda kayak Dinara aja," he said.

"Ready, Bun."

"You're a good person, yeah." Rania praised her daughter-in-law too much, maybe if Dinara knew, surely she would deny the mother's expression was wrong. "I trust Dinara with you" he said.

"Raka must take good care of Dinara, really."

.....

"Follow me to the workshop first, yes," said Raka while in the car. The man turned the steering wheel before Dinara answered his question.

"Gapain to the workshop? Car busted?" ask Dinara.

"Squeak me away."

"Car chafing?"

"many ask. Scratch my workshop."

"Always have a workshop, brother?"

"Papa's got it but I'm walking." Dinara nodded his head, then looked back to the front. However, in contrast to Raka who often glanced at his wife secretly.

Arrive at the workshop that Raka meant. The building is large and arguably clean. Some workers are also actively doing their job. Raka took the seat belt off her body. "Lo wait here!" Raka's orders.

"Yes" Dinara replied, then the man went out.

Dinara let out a long sigh, he didn't even expect a young man like Raka to be able to do business.

The man appeared to be chatting with people his age. Looks like a boss in general. However, it is not long before Raka returns to the car and gets a strange look from Dinara. "Why?" ask Raka.

"A very nice prick." Raka just replied with a smile.

Another thing Dinara found in her husband. He thought, Raka is just a rude and brandy guy like out there. However, Raka has its own advantages.

Not directly home, Raka invites Dinara to stop by the super market. Not a few who glanced at them together, a handsome man like Raka was paired with a simple-looking girl. Some women threw tweets and a little bit of abuse. "Not to be hounded!" Raka said.

"Udah. My ears are immune" Dinara replied.

Raka then threw a sharp look at his wife. "Udah ever mean?"

In the wake of his release, he tried to divert their conversation. "Take the basket, brother!" her door.

Raka nodded and took the thing to put down her groceries. Not much to buy, just a few staple foods and seasonings. However, in the middle of the shopping place, Raka was attracted by the large teddy bear displayed above. "Nearby, that doll's good isn't it?" abugn.

Dinara follows the direction of Raka's view. A moment after seeing it, the girl was also fascinated and felt anxious to see the teddy bear. "Good, funny" Dinara replied. "Want to buy?" Raka nodded.

Dinara did not care much, but was also curious. However, he thought that the thing was impossible to buy for him.

.....

Today was so exhausting. Dinara slammed her body on the mattress, feeling the bones inside as they shifted. In the darkness as usual, he thought of all the activities of tomorrow. The type of person who plans for future activities.

There was a knock on the door and it looked like it was Raka. Dinara immediately got out of bed to meet the man. Sure enough it was Raka, making Dinara round her eyes because her husband brought a teddy bear that was purchased earlier. "What's up, brother?" ask Dinara.

"Make it lo." Raka thrust the big doll to make Dinara sparkle. He glanced slightly into Dinara's dark room. "Your room is so dark, not afraid?" ask Raka.

Dinara. "Fear what? I like the dark." He looked at the puppet in his hand, drifting into the memories of the past. "But I'm afraid of being left alone again" he said.

Raka was stunned to hear it, as if her heart promised never to make the girl feel sad for being alone.