Retaliation of the Sick Wife
Husband's Omission
Unbeknownst to Kanaya, she secretly hears her words to Gisell by phone. The man who was originally busy looking at the moto gp race, slowly approached his wife.
"So ... for you, I'm such a nice guy huh?" bisma asked as she moved her eyebrows.
Kanaya who after calling also put her phone first on the nightstand, then saw the face of her husband. "Why, why?" tanyakanya.
"You said I was a very good man" Bisma said with a smile looking at Kanaya's face.
After all, Kanaya was embarrassed by her husband's words. Then her husband listened to her conversation on the phone with Gisell. The shame that was implied through Kanaya's face that was met with red.
Kanaya also shook her head, "No .. that was the answer spontaneity really" he said trying to avoid.
"Honestly Honey .. honestly it's better." said Bisma this time.
However, Kanaya did not want to extend the conversation this time with her husband. He immediately turned to the other conversation.
"This is his Moto GP at which circuit the hell is Mas? What kind of rider do you like, Mas?" kanaya asked her husband.
But, Bhishma just smiled. The man then turned his eyes back to the 42-inch television.
"Mugello Circuit - Italy, Honey .. should be here anyway Valentino Rossi can win. However, he started from eighth position." he said.
Kanaya nodded, trying to understand her husband's answer. Yes, he saw Moto GP on television several times when his late father was still alive, now with many riders, Kanaya also did not memorize. However, if the legendary rider like Valentino Rossi, surely Kanaya also knows.
"O ... at most VR46 (nicknamed Valentino Rossi with his motorcycle number 46) is not a champion anyway Mas. I think maybe Marquez or Dovisiozo are champions." he said, just a second guess.
Bisma nodded, "My wife knows the Moto GP as well. Our chat can be diverse dong Darling. Usually the girls talk about make up, beauty, gossip, that's it. Just like you yes I can health stories, Moto GP, or novels that I read on the platform of reading and writing novels" he said while laughing.
Both of them also laugh together, build a household with our loved ones and build harmony with the chat does feel very pleasant. That's what Bhishma and Kanaya are doing right now. Simple topics, television broadcasts, or anything can be used as a chat by the couple.
However, when Kanaya was focused on seeing the Moto GP broadcast, Bisma slowly eroded her sitting distance, getting closer to Kanaya. His one hand now grabbed his wife's hair, stroked it, shuffled it, and even twisted it with his hand. Kanaya herself did not mind her husband's attitude.
"Honey, replied dong .. So yes, I'm a good man for you huh? If I'm not that good, how?" ask Bhishma suddenly.
Feeling a sudden question from her husband, Kanaya turned her head and frowned, "What do you mean Mas? You're just pretending to be nice to me?" Kanaya asked back.
Seeing the facial expression of her husband, Kanaya slowly put the hand of her husband who was still trying to play her hair and threw it slowly. The woman began to speak, "Maybe it was my unlucky fate, because I had to live with a man full of pretending." she replied with perfectly patterned eyes.
There was a sigh that felt so heavy spoken by Kanaya, finally the woman chose to rise up leaving her husband who was still sitting on the sofa in the family room. Kanaya chose to go into her room. There was a feeling of disappointment, when her husband who had been considered as a good man and also like the most beautiful rainbow in his life actually said so.
Without Kanaya knowing, apparently Bisma also moved and followed Kanaya to their bedroom. The man clasped Kanaya tightly from behind and hugged her so tightly. However, Kanaya's hands only fell on the right and left sides of her body. His body even felt so stiff and tense. Instead she wants to avoid the warm embrace of her husband who has been her favorite.
"I'm just kidding Honey .. I've never pretended to be you. I'm serious about you." said Bisma, scratching her head on his wife's shoulder.
While Kanaya simply chose silence, she did not react to anything at all. In fact, the pregnant woman began to cry, her tears accidentally dripping in the hands of her husband who was holding her tightly.
Realizing that there were tears, Bisma then broke her embrace and she was now in front of Kanaya. Face to face with his wife, his thumb moved to wipe away the tears that had dripped from her several times.
"Ssttsss ... why is it even crying? I'm kidding darling." she said by cupping Kanaya's face, bringing her closer to be able to look at her face.
"Look at me, honey .. look me in the eye, do I seem to pretend, I was a prank. Sorry, it makes you sad. Sorry." said Bisma who looks so sorry.
One fact he forgot that his wife was pregnant and his feelings became more sensitive. Just intent on a fad and a little nosy, it makes his wife cry.
However, Kanaya's cry was so pronounced. Today it feels a little joke from her husband it became a sadness that turned into disappointment for her.
"I'm sorry .. I'm sorry." said Bisma again. This time he pulled both of Kanaya's hands that were still shed on her side and wrapped them around her own waist. Then the man hugged Kanaya so tightly.
"I'm not going to be a prank anymore, sorry dear Mother .. forgive Dad." Once again, Bisma apologized and hoped that his wife would no longer cry and could forgive him.
As time went by, Kanaya finally began to speak.
"Don't joke around like that again Mas, there were a lot of heartbreaking stories in my life. I used to live in a valley of tears. You have a lot of heart." she said while beating her husband's chest with her hands.
Bisma sighed, letting his wife beat him in the chest, because the blow did not hurt him, but his wife was upset with him.
"Sorry .." said Bisma again.
Kanaya remained silent, and cried with her face in the chest of her husband's field. At least by crying, a sense of disappointment in his chest can be channeled and by crying, at least Bhishma will also know, that joking with a sensitive wife with her newly pregnant wife can be a boomerang for herself.