The Story Behind the Curtain
Jealous

"What if I'm here?" rafan asked with a faint look in his eyes.

Erli moved uneasily and his hand repeatedly rubbed his other arm and body.

“Why is your shirt torn?” Rafan asked again.

“It's okay. When I walked there. My shirt is stuck,” he said slowly as he pointed his finger in a direction.

Why are you lying again? Grunts Rafan in heart.

“Ngapin You are here?” Erli turned his gaze away.

“Of course pick you up. Quick, change your clothes!” rafan's orders while extending his hand that had been holding a paper bag.

Erli examined the paper bag given by her husband, the blue paper bag contained a change of clothes for her.

“Quick change your clothes! If you are sick. I am also the one who is bothered,” concluded Rafan with a netra who glanced at his wife's arm.

Erli bit his lower lip as he stepped towards the public bathroom in the corner of the park, after stepping about fifty meters the girl turned around and looked at Rafan who was still standing on the edge of the park.

“Basic wolf hairy cat. Out to the other girl's findings now she's kind-ass in front of me, you grasshopper. Here and there to block!” said Erli who has now been in the bathroom.

Once done with all the busyness, Erli approached Rafan who was currently sitting together with the old foot trader who looked older than the husband.

“I'm done,” Erli said with a turbulent eyeball.

Rafan threw a smile at the old man who had been with him since. The couple walked together without a word, when Rafan was about to open the car door for him, as soon as possible Erli grabbed the doorknob and opened it himself.

Don't be sweet-ass! Gerutu Erli glanced sharply at her husband.

Without thinking again Rafan entered and stepped on the gas pedal, the car darted in the crowd. Every now and then his neutrals glanced at the wife's face, ascertaining the state of the woman he loved.

Just focusing his gaze, Erli suddenly sneezed and it made Rafan worried.

“We go to his doctor?” rafan said softly.

“No need! I'm fine, kok!” ketus Erli's.

Rafan frowned after hearing Erli's angry-sounding reply.

“Why you? Try stories!” he said while stroking the wife's head.

“I'm nothing. Don't ask me too many questions, I'm tired!” Erli turned his gaze out the window.

Rafan took a long breath.

When's the end of your mood swings, honey? Rafan said in his heart.

Without asking permission from his wife, Rafan turned his car into the most delicious restaurant area in South Jakarta.

The woman wearing the batik dress glanced to and fro and her gaze ended on her husband's face.

“Why are we here?” erli asked with widened eyes. “I'm not hungry!” he continued full of confidence.

However, the pregnant mother's stomach sounds. Rafan looked at his wife's distended stomach and Erli froze just like that.

“Not much acting! Poor baby dad in there,” concluded Rafan while stroking his wife's stomach.

“Damn it! Why use the sound anyway, this stomach?” said grunt.

The thin mustachioed man opened the door and opened his wife's seat belt.

With lips always adorned with a smile Rafan teases Erli, “You want me to carry?”

Netra Erli glared and replied with her judes, “No need!”

Strange, why he kept smiling. Why aren't you angry, Mom? Erli's heart wondered.

After ordering the food, Rafan started the conversation. Again Erli replied with a sharp tone and he always made because of it.

When Erli was about to ask, a waiter served the food they ordered earlier. Erli looked at her husband with a curious look, her heart anxious and agitated.

However, his ego restrained all the sentences he was about to utter. Feeling the awkwardness increasingly felt Erli went to the bathroom, when he washed his hands while tidying his hair, he accidentally saw the woman who was met by Rafan last afternoon.

The woman .... Erli's index finger was pointing towards the woman.

“Excuse me!” That speech awakened Erli from his daydream.

“Eh, sorry. Please!” erli said as he shifted.

His heart grew even more curious about the presence of the woman in the restaurant he was visiting at this time.

What the hell is he doing here? What do they not ... Erli, calm your mind! He muttered while shaking his head.

Erli accelerated his pace towards his desk, Erli was glued when he saw Rafan was sitting relaxed while playing his sky blue phone. Erli let out a long breath and returned his legs.

“How long was it?” rafan asked, smiling.

“Antry!” erli said with lazy spinning eyes.

“Ya. Come on, we're eating!” take Rafan with a hand that pushes Erli's favorite salted egg shrimp since the time of her pregnancy stepped on three months.

Erli's countenance changed when he saw the dish, his smile emanated, his head swayed slowly as he bribed the shrimp into his mouth.

“So much, yes?” rafan Tegur.

“Regular aja. Nothing special, ” the cetus with raised eyebrows.

“Dong already! Don't be rich keep going. Later your beauty faded,” woo Rafan, the man's hand stroked the back of his woman's hand.

Sontak Erli looked at her husband who was currently being sweet.

“What wind are you being sweet like this? Do you have a plan behind this romantic attitude?” Erli incriminated his summons with a number of charges.

Rafan put down the spoon he was holding and the man's right hand held Erli's right hand.

“I just want to try to be a good husband. And always pamper you with everything I have,” he said gently.

The highlight of Rafan's eyes made Erli's heart beat fast, the irregular heartbeat made Erli lunglai's body and all his nerves relax.

Slowly he swallowed the food inside his mouth and firmly Erli took off Rafan's hand.

“Don't behave like this!” prevent Erli, looks angry on his face.

Rafan's forehead shriveled, his eyes focused on the wife's face.

“Why? What the hell's going on? What makes your mind disturbed?” rafan asked chuckling.

Erli's head that was originally bowed is now looking up and his neutrals are staring at the face of the husband.

“Since then you answered my question in a tight tone. If there is any problem to be discussed! Don't harbour! It will make your heart and mind hurt.” Rafan went up and sat down next to his beloved wife.

Erli's mouth was tightly clenched as the woman her husband met passed by in front of them.

“Do not get close! Sit in your place again!” erli said sulking.

Rafan clutched his wife's body, the man's glare now turned sharp after Erli kicked her away.