Wife To Fernando
one hundred and forty-three

Rara laid her body on the bed after first changing clothes.

She touched the side of the bed that her husband used to occupy, feeling cold, like the relationship the two are currently in.

Lying that she is not jealous, hearing Pradikta's story about the closeness between her husband and her best friend just feels like her heart is burning.

If a woman is like her ex-ex-boyfriend's date, she's not too jealous, but this is her best friend.

Rara knew Ayudia was a good woman, that was the problem, there was fear in her, if her husband turned away from her.

This was the first time that she had known Ayudia, she had felt jealous feelings for her best friend, let alone her status that had changed.

You could say now his best friend has been widowed, did not rule out the possibility if Fernando will turn to Ayudia, especially the two are very close.

Ah... Thinking and imagining it alone made her eyes teary, sad of course, she had to share her husband's affection with other women, let alone they had not met for a long time.

The feeling of jealousy made him cramped, his tears had broken already, he started sobbing, his back was shaking, "why so cry anyway? I can't be sad, "he said to himself.

Rara wiped her tears that would not stop flowing, "stop dong, even added deres anyway," he complained, while continuing to wipe his tears, even his snot began to flow.

Somehow this time he was very sad, what hurt this jealousy, but just hearing the story, what if he saw directly?

It did not want him to imagine, because just thinking about it, his tears did not stop crying.

Was she too scared to lose her husband?

So it hurts so much, his chest is tight.

The door of the room opened, knowing who was coming, Rara who turned her back on the door, covered her whole body with a thick blanket, she was too ashamed of her husband, she said, he did not want the man to know that he was burning with jealousy.

I heard the bathroom door open and closed, maybe her husband was cleaning himself.

Rara uncovers her blanket, then rushes out of the room, her first goal is the kitchen, she needs to wet her dry throat, probably from crying.

After that, he will sit for a while in the back yard until his feelings improve as possible.

Carefully closing the door beside the kitchen while locking it from the outside, she did not want her husband to see her in this state.

He looked up at the sky, in addition to stopping his tears, he wanted to look at the dark night sky, no stars, of course, since when in a city like Jakarta the stars were seen, he said, he had seen but nothing more than a finger in his hand.

Many times he took a breath and exhaled it, this he did so that his feelings were calmer.

Rara tried to think of something fun, perhaps when she visited the south coast with the workers who were mostly the neighboring mothers of Mbah Sarmi.

Rara gave a small smile remembering it, what a happy day for her.

Or when he, Fitri and Cristy are undergoing a Photo session in the rice field that makes Fitri's feet go into the rice field, so that the side of his feet is full of mud and smell.

It was nice at the time, to be honest he was lazy to come back here, but Cristy's advice made him realize his real role.

"Ra, you're a wife, you should obey and follow your husband, Arana needs a father figure, I've felt like living without a father, you know what my life is like now, right?"

The words of her husband's ex-boyfriend imprint on her.

Rara realized, she should be more grateful about what she got.

Didn't Fernando say many times, if the man will not release him to death, can Rara be confident with her husband's statement?

Her tears were no longer flowing, but afterwards, she realized her eyes must be swollen, and that her husband might notice.

The knock on the door made her realize, her husband called her.

"Mara, I know you're there, open the door otherwise I'll break this door,"

Rara sighed once more, whereas she wanted to calm down for a while, why was the man impatient.

With Rara forced to open the brown door, she chose to look down not daring to look at the husband's green eyes.

She passed him by, she walked into the room, she knew that if it was like this, her husband would follow her, so ashamed.

Haven't had time to reach the doorknob of the room, her hands have been blocked by her husband, "why are the nights out alone?"tanyakanya.

Rara lowered her head not daring to show her puffy eyes,

"Why look down, don't you want to see me Amara?"

The woman shook her head, sounding a rude gust of the man before her.

Fernando's hand touched his wife's chin, so that the two eyes looked at each other.

How surprised did the man see the eyes of Rara, "you're crying Amara? Did any of my words hurt you, so you're like this?"

"Then why? Is it because of my ban on Cristy and your best friend?"

The woman nodded again.

Fernando hugged his wife and whispered an apology, while Rara returned the hug.

Warm as usual, ah... She was finally able to hug her husband after so long, it felt so comfortable.

Not satisfied, but the man let go of his embrace first,

"Now we sleep, it's night" Fernando said as he hugged his wife into their room.

Rara went to the bathroom first, she needed to wash her face to make it fresher, it felt sticky because of the tears.

On the bed, Fernando waited for his wife while checking the work on his I-pad.

Seeing his wife coming out of the bathroom Fernando turned off his i-pad and put it on top of the cabinet.

Rara lay down on her back, staring at the ceiling of her room, for some reason her sleepiness disappeared after washing her face.

Fernando removed the bolster that became the barrier between himself and his wife, then laid his body tilted

facing the wife.

The big hand gently stroked his wife's left cheek, "what are you thinking?"tanyakanya.

Rara glanced at a glance, "a lot,"

"May tell me one of them,"

"I'm grateful my husband came back safely,"

"Sure I'll be back, it's just that the time is not what I said, because there are some problems there,"

"Are you hurt?"

"Not at all,"

A grateful voice came from his wife's mouth.

"Do you think I won't survive?"fernando asked still stroking the side of his wife's cheek.

Rara lay on her side facing her husband, "if you were me how about? When my husband said he'd be home in a month, but I waited for two more months, no word, not even a chat or a call,"

Fernando stroked the cheek on one side of the other, "all my communication devices were seized, so that I would not leave any traces, sorry I forgot to explain,"

"Is everything finished?"

Fernando nodded, "as always,"

"Are you going back there and on another dangerous mission?"

Fernando shrugged his shoulders, "for the moment no, Ben and I are only called if there is a special mission only,"

"meaning?"rara asked confusedly.

"We're just going on a mission that's hard for other members to handle,"

Rara sighed, "can't you stop?"

"Not every time we do it, so you don't have to worry, I won't leave you often anyway,"

"That's not what I mean, can you work that doesn't endanger your life, okay don't think about me, at least Arana needs a father to grow up,"

"I'll always be careful, dear Rara, your husband is better than you think,"

"As for you, I want to sleep" she said, looking back at her husband.

Fernando hugged his wife from behind, "are you angry?"

"Is my anger affecting you?"ask Rara annoyed.

"Of course it's because you're a woman that means so much to me,"

"Sleep mas, it's late at night, tomorrow the conversation continues," he said while covering his mouth that was about to yawn.

"Well dear Rara, Ich liebe dich," she said, then kissed her long hair.