
The POV Dena
"Dena?"
My consciousness seemed to return, and I stared at my husband with nervousness.
"You're all right, right? Doesn't anything make you dizzy? When you come home, Rama says he misses you!" said Ray spirit.
"Hahaha, I'm fine. But did Rama really miss me? Not yourself?" godaku with a wicked smile.
"Both. Rama is crying again. I'll calm him down!" Ray hung up, I smiled amusedly at Ray who I thought was funny. I know Ray's closing the call in a hurry because he's nervous. He didn't want me to continue the conversation because he was talking about feelings.
"Rama .. Is he your son?"
"Huh?" I turned around, but Rafa was awake.
"Is Rama your son?" Rafa repeated his sentence again.
"Hm, yeah. My son with Rayyan more precisely."
"Ray who drives you often?" his voice sounded hoarse.
"Yes, he's my best husband!" I overestimated it even though it was clearly true.
Rafa looked smiling and looked away. I don't know why I saw sadness on his face.
But suddenly this head remembered, how bad he was to how sad I was when he was with her he did not care.
"If you feel better, we go back to Jakarta. At six o'clock, is the plane leaving?"
"Hm, yeah. I'm doing well" he replied.
"The word of your doctor is mostly thought. But it does not cause serious symptoms. Just need a break. I also won't force you to work if you don't feel well. Because I'm not a shitty woman who likes to force people to work like robots."
He looks like he's nodding.
Finally we arrived at Halim Perdanakusuma airport, East Jakarta at exactly eight in the morning. Nearly two hours of sitting around doing nothing is boring.
While walking out of the airport with Rafa in a wheelchair due to his extremely weak body, I contacted Ray–my.
"My husband, we just got back from Batam. Do you have time to pick me up?" I acted like a spoiled super wife instead of calling Ray a husband.
I heard Ray surprised. "What did you just call me? Husband?" he doesn't believe in my name.
I'll change the topic immediately. Don't want to answer my question. "Oh, then, we can have an online taxi pick up."
"A-what...you haven't yet jes–"
I'm sorry my husband. I turned off the call and stopped walking with Rafa I pushed. Smiling a little funny, Ray must have wondered about the reason I didn't want to continue the call.
"right, yeah. Your husband's the best man. You must be happy with her."
"Yes, my husband is the best! I love him and he loves me! We love each other!" kill you Rafa! Must be hot heart hearing all my conversations with the husband that I seem a little engineered!
This is my plan, just to tell you, like I said, Ray and I are the best couple who love each other.
"But isn't your husband jealous to see you with another man like me?"
Jlep!
His words really made me shut up. There is a little question also in this heart, is it true .. Ray it does not matter if I, Dena Aulia with Rafa Arfaraganza who incidentally is my ex-husband together almost every day and every time?
"Hm, taxi!" I switched the conversation, by calling one of the taxis that might be empty job.
Luckily the taxi stopped and took us away from the airport.
Rafa sat next to the taxi driver, quiet and calm.
He didn't continue the question, congratulations.