Wife Candidate for My Husband
part 3
The sound of Wawan's car was heard. I can't show a suspicious or probing face. “Cape, yes, Mas?” my many.
“Iya, Deck. Today's work is very solid in the office.”
“Alhamdulillah! That's our sustenance, Mas. We should be grateful. Order cake also today quite a lot, Mas.”
The face of Mas Wawan who originally looked grim, became a sumringah. “Emang you don't cape, Dek? If it's cape, take a break. Don't make cakes first.”
“I'm not cape, kok, Mas. Instead of staying at home. Saturated.”
Wawan looked at me, smiling. A moment kissed my forehead and went into the room.
Which woman is unhappy? Treated this seromantically, lovingly and attentively. Looking for another man who seems very difficult, nowadays it is rare for such a man. “Mas! Forgive me for not being able to make you proud and happy.”
It is not my desire to be an imperfect wife. All of this became his will. As a servant, I can only surrender and accept.
After Mas Wawan finished bathing, I approached and caulked his chest that was still pouring water. “Mas!”
“It's still afternoon, Deck. Later if it's late, yes.”
“Hm! I'm just asking to be taken to the Mini Market. He-he ..”
“Kirain Mas to ngajakin, ekh!”
“Mas flirtatious, deh.” I pinched his waist and pulled the towel he was wearing. “I wear his shirt, yes?” my continue.
“Please, Deck. All your rights.”
The journey to the Mini Market is a little jammed. While waiting for the road smoothly, we took the time to chat about fertility consultation. Mas Wawan got advice from his office friends to undergo a tube baby program.
Jem!
“Baby tube? If I get checked out, I'll get caught. I better be honest with Wawan soon. Because, if he finds out from others, will definitely be disappointed.”
To cover my nervousness, without thinking long I assented. His face looks sparkling. I know, he's been dying to have a child. So did I.
“Iya, Mas.”
Brugh!
A young woman bumped into me as I went around looking for kitchen ingredients and other monthly necessities. I woke him up because he fell.
“Sorry, Deck. You're okay, right?”
“Nothing, really, Ma'am. I should have apologized, it hit Mbak.”
It seemed like he was terrified, his hands were trembling and his face was pale. From a distance, a man was chasing someone.
“Mbak help me. Take me to hide, it's my Father chasing.”
“Hide where? The reason is your father chasing?”
“The story is long, Ma'am. I beg you, Ma'am! Help me!”
I couldn't bear to see him beg. I finally got him to hide behind the food rack.
It looks safe. I started asking to make sure everything was okay, “Actually what's up, Dek?”
Instead of answering, he was crying.
“Begini, Ma'am. I was forced to marry a loan shark, because my stepfather owed a lot. But I don't want to, Ma'am. My mother also followed my mother to get married.”
“Yes Allah .. Why are his parents? Is there any other way to solve the problem? Where are you going now?”
“I'm also confused, Ma'am. Looking for a contract, but I haven't got a job yet. My money is not enough.” either
I don't know what was on his parents' mind? He treated his son like that. Thank God my parents were not like that. Sometimes life in the world is not the same. All trials and trials will always come to everyone.
