Sharing Husband
Gotta cook
Sharing Husband Part 05
Author: Ersu Lonely Room
I was surprised by the statement of Ilham who wanted to cancel his marriage which remained for how many hours was not finished thinking what he was thinking. I took a deep breath, while following the steps of Mas Ilham who came out of the room, before arriving at the family room I drew Mas Ilham's hand, I hugged him tightly. There's a fear of loss, it's selfish when I'm afraid of losing it.
"Yank, leave me in your arms for a moment" I said, hugging tightly.
"Why do you have to take a moment?" ask Mas Ilham.
"If it's too long we'll be late for Sakila's house" I whispered, letting go of a hug.
"Honey, yes, we don't have to go there, we cancel the wedding. Let Mas talk to Mas's parents, to inform Sakila's parents" said Mas Ilham.
"Yank, what are you saying? Nah! this wedding should not be canceled, what about the good name of the Sakila family, the invited guests must have been present there!" I stared hard at my husband's eyes.
I slowly spoke slowly to Ilham so that he would not cancel his marriage. What about Sakila's family? I assured Mas Ilham that everything would be fine, but if Mas Ilham canceled his marriage there would definitely be problems that would be entangled.
We all ended up going to Sakila's residence, don't ask how I feel on the way, because I don't know what I feel right now.
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Decoration is so beautiful, yes in accordance with what I was designed. All eyes began to be on me, no matter what they whispered, I did not care about the occasional sounding faint in my ears. Mas Ilham immediately sat in the place provided, Sakila was sitting with a beautiful white kebaya. What a beauty Sakila with henna makeup in her hands, perfecting other makeup. Ijab qobul in the beginning, my heart is now pounding, exceeding the beat when Ilham mas used to say ijab qobul when married me.
Qobul ijab goes smoothly, goes into the procession of sungkeman, the feeling of haru yawning which is suddenly present radiates up to the crown. I can't describe how this feels.
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After the ijab and reception, me, Sakila, and Ilham mas went straight home, my mother seemed so worried about my good condition, I consider it natural for a mother to worry about her eldest daughter. My brother and sister also came back to my house, my mother and father came home, but not with my two sisters, who decided to stay at my house, she said, maybe it's mom's strategy so I don't feel sad or something.
I was cooking to prepare for dinner accompanied by my sister, while my younger brother was busy reading my collection of novels lined up in the reading room, yes, I did collect some novels from famous writers, indeed, one of them is an amazing woman. Kak Asma Nadia's.
Soon Sakila approached me in the kitchen.
"Yunda, may I help you cook," Sakila said with a deep smile.
"Dinda, why don't you just take a break let me get everything ready" I said.
But Sakila insisted on helping cook, and finally we cooked three in the spacious kitchen, I served Mas Ilham's favorite cuisine. Chicken opor and stir-fry chickpeas. I also serve other dishes.
We also ate after the prayer isya, and led prayer by Mas Ilham, as usual I filled the plate Mas Ilham with rice.
"Dear Inspiration, let me take a bribe, yes" cried Sakila.
Mas Ilham immediately glanced at me, I also threw a glance towards Rio.
"No need to be alone" said Mas Ilham, who refused to be bribed by Sakila.
I saw Rio and Risa's face a little jutek looking at Sakila.
"Come on," woo Sakila.
In the end, Ilham was unable to refuse Sakila's request.
After eating, I went into the room, and Sakila occupied the main room on the 1st floor. When I was about to enter the bathroom, Mas Ilham suddenly entered the room. I saw his face that looked worried.
"Darling, tonight Mas sleeps in the lower room huh, you don't mind?" ask Myself, carefully.
"It's okay Mas, it's your duty if you sleep with Sakila tonight" I replied with a smile.
"Tomorrow night, Mas sleeps here with you" said Mas Ilham, stroking his head and kissing my forehead.
Mas Ilham also came out of the room after taking the clothes he would wear to sleep.
I rushed into the bathroom. I stuck my head still wearing clothes.
"What am I doing?" muttered.
I immediately finished the bath because I heard Risa's voice calling from outside the room.
"Risa! why?" my many.
"Sister, is it okay?" ask Risa.
"Why, why?"
"I heard a long time ago in the bathroom" cried Risa.
Even that night I spent the night with Risa, yes Risa seems to have grown up now, in her way of putting herself so right by my side.
The morning prayer rumbled, I went to the bathroom, I saw Risa sleeping so well. I let him follow his beautiful dream, after finishing the morning prayer I woke Risa up for the morning prayer as well. Then I went to the kitchen on the first floor. The door to Sakila's room was still tightly shut and the lights were not on yet, maybe they were still asleep, I thought.
Glued for a few minutes in front of Sakila's bedroom door, there was something that was slicing through my heart, but it was completely unharmed. I rushed to the kitchen to make wedang Ginger Mas Ilham's favorite.
No feeling the sun has entered the window.
"Honey," Mas Ilham surprised me who was again pensive in the kitchen.
I felt my forehead as usual.
"Yank, you make a hanger," I cried, who did not budge in the arms of Mas Ilham.
"Bidadari Mas, already in the kitchen, was Mas entered the room, it turns out Risa said you have gone down to the kitchen, yes already Mas looking for you," said Mas Ilham.
"Yes yank, I made ginger wedang for you. surely his body is tired right after a day yesterday busy welcoming the invited guests," I said, while releasing the embrace of Mas Ilham, while letting go of Mas Ilham, because I saw Risa who was going to the kitchen locking her legs because she saw Mas Ilham holding me.
"Risa, you want ginger," I asked. That stopped Risa's steps that twisted her body to get out of the kitchen door.
"Ep... Yes, sister," replied Risa, simple.
Mas Ilham sat at the table with Risa. I sat in front of Mas Ilham. Sakila came out of the room and approached us all.
"Darling, what's that drink?" ask Sakila while getting rid of my ginger wedang.
"Ginger sword" replied Mas Ilham.
"In the morning I drink so much, it should also be milk or coffee, but I make milk, baby, just don't drink it like that, it's not good for the stomach," forbid Sakila.
I did not say a word either, only occasionally Risa glanced at me, and stared at Mas Ilham, Sakila from the kitchen brought a glass of warm milk that she gave in front of Mas Ilham, and my ginger wedang was moved away from the front of Mas Ilham by Sakila.
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Sharing Husband Part 06
Author: Ersu Lonely Room
I just fell silent to see Sakila slide the glass containing my ginger wedang, yes, I am unable to say anything. But I saw Mas Ilham felt bad for me, but Sakila who that morning controlled Mas Ilham 100% did not give a single reproach for me to say even a word.
Rio who suddenly approached the dining table he sat beside Risa with a bright face
"Well, there's ginger wedang, it must be made by brother Davira huh? I drink yes? ....," said Rio, while chugging the ginger wedang that was made by Ilham mas, "Wih is very steady wedang made by Kak Davira, it's not wrong what Abi said, if the wedang made by brother Davira is the best number one in the world," exclaimed Rio, while downing his wedang.
Sakila smiled wryly hearing Rio babble.
"Hm ... Yes made by your brother is very tasty," said Mas Ilham.
"Honey, we'll have lunch at my friend's restaurant yuk," Sakila asked, to Mas Ilham.
"I'm sorry, I can't, because later in the afternoon you have to attend a meeting at the office" replied Mas Ilham.
I could see the look on Sakila's face that was disappointed because her invitation was rejected by Ilham mas, that afternoon Ilham went for a meeting, and I also returned to clean up the house assisted by Risa, selsai clean up the house, I invite Sakila to open a gift that is loved by all friends of Ilham mas, I,
Rio and Risa say goodbye because mom has already called her, telling them to go home soon.
When opening the gifts, Mas Ilham called my phone. He said he would come home at night, and I agreed.
"Yunda, so Mas Ilham did not come home this afternoon" asked Sakila.
"Yes, Mas Ilham will be home tonight, Dinda" I replied.
"Och yes, today, I want to shop for home needs, you want to come or want to stay at home?" my many.
"Yes, I'm coming with Yunda, too" cried Sakila.
We also had a shopping spree, for the first time I went with Sakila, I tried to recognize Sakila's attitude and nature, I also tried to understand her. There was a sense of happiness when I walked side by side with Sakila. They no one knows if we are two succulent honeys?.
Sakila chose a lot of snacks, whereas I was busier shopping for all the necessities, for a week's stock.
We came home from shopping and Sakila asked permission to see my room on the second floor, I let her into my room, she looked at every corner of the room. And she said that she also wanted a dresser like the one in my room. I also told him, later I will tell Mas Ilham to buy it.
Dinner came, and Mas Ilham came, I greeted my husband with a kiss in his hand followed by Sakila.
At the dinner, Mas Ilham told Sakila that tonight he would sleep in the upper room. But Sakila had a little objection, apparently.
"Dinda, tonight Mas slept in the upper room yes," said Mas Ilham.
"But baby, I'm afraid if I have to sleep alone, after all in this house I'm only a day, not dare if I have to sleep alone," said Sakila.
"Yank, it's okay, you're with Sakila z" I said.
Ilham shook his head.
"No, Yunda Davira doesn't mind" said Sakila.
Mas Ilham went into Sakila's room, after his hand was pulled by Sakila. I fixated for a while, after which I cleaned the table, then washed the dishes used to eat.
I read the latest novel by a writer's friend, whom I had not known for a long time. I didn't feel like these tears were flowing when I read a novel that deeply ripped my heart and feelings apart. I saw the wall clock already showing 00:35. Drinking water in the room was exhausted and forced me to go down to get drinking water, drowsiness never came. I decided to get some water and a few snacks from the fridge. When I opened the fridge, I almost screamed in shock. It turned out that Mas Ilham approached me who was in the kitchen.
"Yank! you are, a very habit if you already ngaggetin people," I protested.
"Who knows, I just want to grab a drink, keep seeing you here" replied Mas Ilham.
Mas Ilham followed to the 2nd floor, I forbade him to sleep in my room, for fear that when Sakila woke up he was afraid of himself in the room. But Mas Ilham always insisted to sleep in my room.
The next morning Sakila protested against me, because she lost Mas Ilham when she was awake, I who felt bad even Sakila, explained if Mas Ilham insisted if he wanted to sleep in the upper room.
***
A few months of marriage Mas Ilham and Sakila, she was pregnant, I also accompanied Sakila several times to the Doctor when Mas Ilham was busy working. To check to contain immediately.
That afternoon Sakila's parents visited our house, incidentally Mas Ilham had not come home so I prepared for dinner later. And Sakila again seriously chatted with her mother, I served fruit at the table, invited to chat with them, I sat near Sakila.
"Davira, Sakila is currently in the process of having children, so if Ilham can sleep with Sakila, so that she can quickly have her child, after all you can not give children, if you can not give children, so you have to give up first to not sleep with your husband" said Sakila's mother.
I was silent for a moment hearing about it.
"Mother, it's okay, I don't mind," I replied smiling knots.
"Well, you have to know yourself, if you are barren!" sakila's mother.
Jamb. It felt like something was piercing right into the heart. Maybe for his mother Sakila said it was normal, but my heart was like a razor iris and then sprinkled with salt, an unspeakable thing.
Why am I increasingly uncomfortable with the arrival of Sakila's mother, not the first time she came and said something bad. But this time it feels too bad. But I can what? just shut up and run to the bathroom to wash away the tears that suddenly wet the cheeks.
Seriate
Lonely Room, 11-02-20