Just a Substitute
Chapter 36's

Raka deliberately did not leave for the store until noon arrived. He made a simple menu of dishes that he would bring to Shanum, as a weapon of seduction so that his wife was warm again.

"Hopefully Shanum will forgive me. It feels, really, can not be diemin long with him. As quiet as my world." Raka chuckles at re-imagining harmony with his wife.

Raka's mood is disturbed when her device rings. He glanced, and clucked in annoyance when he saw who was calling. Raka Abai, continued her activities of putting food into the range.

However, the same ringing continued to sound over and over again, to the point that Raka was bored and annoyed. Forced to pick up the phone, with a growling tone Raka pressed every word.

"How many times have I told you never to call me again! Do you know?!" Raka instantly turned off the connection, and kept her phone on the table.

Both of his hands clenched tightly, anger clearly emanating from both of his eyes. He rushed into the room without carrying it. Clean yourself up and get ready to meet your wife.

Many times his phone rang, I don't know who called. Raka doesn't care. He refused every incoming call, and turned off his phone. Then, choose to go by car to the Shanum store.

Raka smiled looking at the bushel of food beside her. Hope Shanum will accept and forgive. Arriving at the store, Raka deliberately parked the car a little far from the destination location. He saw the wife sitting in her place serving the buyers.

"She is beautiful, beautiful even when angry." Raka praised, smiling gratefully at getting a wife like Shanum.

You idiot!

He cussed on himself, stepping slowly closer to where the wife worked.

"Hallo, Raka Adiputra's wife!" greet Raka with the sweetest smile she has.

Shanum turned back to hear her husband's voice. He looked up, and winked at the unbelieving eyes Raka was now in front of him.

"Raka? Why are you here?" shanum asked as he glanced at the buyers who were choosing and sorting out various snacks.

"You're having lunch with my wife." Raka lifted the bushel and placed it on the table in front of Shanum.

Blushing Shanum's cheeks, he still melted with Raka's sweet demeanor.

"What'sthis? Not just rice." Shanum chipped, folding both hands in the chest staring lightly at her husband.

Raka sat down on the chair beside the cashier table, sighing deeply. He smiled, not offended at all.

"I'm cooking special for you. I cooked it myself, you know. Is there a special room for both of us? I want to eat both of you." Raka fucked her to and fro, looking for a place.

"I don't know my shop. There's only a barn, next to the kitchen. Wanna where? What warehouse in the kitchen?" said Shanum ambiguous to make the visitors turn to them.

"In the warehouse ajalah, in the kitchen must be a lot of people. I don't want anyone to bother." Sahutan from Raka increasingly makes the visitors misunderstand.

"Yes, yuk! I want to try my husband's cooking." Shanum moved while carrying a bushel containing Raka's cooking.

The visitors sighed, shook their heads and smiled shyly at his own thoughts. What they thought, they wanted lunch.

Shanum and Raka went inside the warehouse, closed the door not wanting anyone to disturb. Wati quickly replaced the boss, waiting for buyers to pay.

"Sir, that's their husband and wife, huh?" ask visitors kepo.

"Yes, Mom. They're my bosses, who own this shop." Wati answered as he could.

The buyer rounded his lips, guessing they must be a newly married couple. Wati shook his head, there was indeed the behavior of his boss.

Inside the warehouse, Shanum began to open the rantang that Raka had brought. He found an acidic vegetable wrapped in plastic. Shanum looked up, looking at her husband. The one who was stared at scratching his head in shame.

"complete, yes. There are vegetables, tofu tempeh, lalapan, sambel. Are you really cooking?" investigate Shanum while taking out the spoon that Raka also brought.

"Yeah. I didn't go to the store because I wanted to cook for you," Raka said softly.

"Why do you suddenly want to cook for me?" shanum asked while tasting the sour vegetables made by Raka.

"Y-well, so you don't get me anymore. I can't stand doing it with you, Sha. If I'm wrong, I'm sorry. Don't fuck me anymore." Raka looked at his wife.

While Shanum, cool to taste the vegetables made by Raka.

"Your baby is good, is there still at home?" As if he did not want to discuss the matter yesterday, Shanum asked about vegetables.

"still. Maybe stay a bowl, I cook a little," replied Raka with pouting lips.

"It's okay, enough for me." Shanum smiled, giving the spoon to her husband.

"Come, eat. Don't think about anything later eat it is not good," said Shanum while scooping rice and taking fried tempeh. Then the lalapan that was poked sambel.

"But, Sha. You're not gonna call me anymore, are you? I promise, whatever makes you not as happy as I will stay, Sha." Raka seduce.

"Including with outside buyers?" shanum asked without glancing at her husband.

"Yes, Sha. I promise I won't see any outside buyers again. Uda, yeah. You don't cuddle me anymore." Raka clasped Shanum's hand, pleading with his wife.

Shanum sighed, staring at the two Raka beads, looking at the solemnity within. He smiled, and nodded slowly. Raka sumringah therefore, the man pulled Shanum's body into an embrace, showering his face with a kiss.

"Udah, ah. Come, eat!" Shanum grimaced amusedly, but once again Raka clenched the rannum's lips before moving away.

"Come on!" said.

They enjoyed the simple meal with great happiness. Raka cuisine managed to make Shanum's heart melt, their relationship warmed up again, returned to harmony as before.

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"When is content control again? Your stomach is already beginning to look," Raka rubbed Shanum's stomach, they're still in the barn. Sit on a long bench where employees rest.

"Yes, I haven't had control in a long time either. Maybe it's in the fifth month. You see, there was movement" Shanum replied with an inexplicable feeling.

Yesterday Raka seemed indifferent and never asked about her pregnancy. Shanum was a little happy when the husband asked that.

"Tomorrow, yeah. I'm taking you, I want to know how many months our son has been." Raka held his wife's hand gently.

The two looked at each other, the more in love the man made. Shanum has a beautiful face, not only that he is also good and helpful. Beautiful in birth and inward. Perfect.

You're a fool, Raka, if you lose Shanum.

Slowly, Raka brought her face closer. It's been a long time since he tasted those ripe lips. Admiring it with a friendly, mutually taste that many days do not feel do because the problem just keeps coming.

"I love you, Sha. I don't want to lose you" whispered Raka after being content to devour the wife's lips.

Shanum did not reply, he anchored himself into Raka's arms. Responding through touch.