Married On Agreement
(Season 3) 131. What did you say? Me?
"Mas! Why did Mas Rio shut up, come on in!" take Wulan while pulling her arm. Because from earlier Rio was amazed and stood in the doorway. Wulan drove him straight to the bathroom.
"You want to bathe me, Wulan?" Rio saw his wife filling the warm water into the bathtub.
"Of course not, Mom. Mas Rio bathed himself. I'm just filling the water as usual."
Rio pursed his lips, even though he had hoped.
"Yeah, Mas Rio took a shower first. Go straight into the room, I'll wait outside, okay?"
"Yes." Yeah."
Wulan stepped out of the bathroom. While Rio, he stripped off all his clothes and put them on a clean bucket next to the bathtub. His feet slowly went inside and began to soak in the warm water.
His back he leaned against the wall, he smiled to himself as he remembered Wulan kissing him. It felt so exciting to his heart and soul.
"Kok tumben Wulan kissed me? His attitude is also very sweet. Very, very sweet. Like the first time we got married. What's up, huh?" Rio stroked his cheek from Wulan's kiss earlier.
"Did Wulan take his medication*ngs*ng and then ask me to make love?" Rio shook his head quickly. "No, that's not possible. Where is the medicine."
From then on Rio was just monologuing and wondering to himself. After finishing soaking, Rio then woke up and started bathing on the shower. Giving a lot of soap on his body and not forgetting to brush his teeth in front of the sink.
Thirty minutes passed, Rio exited the bathroom towards his room. He didn't see anyone on television. But there was a faint sound from the outside, it was possible that they were all outside.
Ceklek~
Rio went inside the room and immediately closed the door. When he was about to remove the towel, and take a change of clothes on the mattress that Wulan had prepared, his eyes rounded perfectly when he saw the bouquet of flowers on the side of the mattress.
The towel was removed to remove. Then immediately take the bouquet of flowers and squeeze it with both hands.
"Who sent a bouquet of flowers to Wulan? Is Wulan having an affair? Breng!" with emotion in the chest.
Successfully squeezed firmly, Rio slammed the bouquet of flowers on the floor in annoyance, stomping on with one of his legs until the petals were smashed to pieces.
Tok .. tok.
"Mas ... Has Mas Rio finished wearing the clothes?" ask Wulan from behind the door.
Rio hurried to take his clothes on the bed, quickly putting them on. Then, he sat down while leaning his back on the side of the bed while rubbing his chest that felt so tight. The breath he drew, then he let out slowly.
Tok .. tok.
"Mas ... Rio, just shut up. Is it done?" Although his voice sounded so loud, but it sounded so soft in Rio's ears.
Several times Wulan knocked on the door and there was no word from within. For a long time he was worried. He immediately lowered the door handle and it was not in the key.
The deg!
Her net was perfectly rounded, as she looked at the bouquet of flowers she had kissed from noon to afternoon. But now the conditions were so appalling, it was crushed and the petals were strewn across the floor. Then, Wulan looked towards Rio who was sitting with a sour face.
Judging from his face alone, Wulan already knew that Rio was currently in the middle of emotions. But what he doesn't know is, what's the cause?
"Mas Rio, how are the flowers destroyed so? Why, Mas?" asked Wulan with a slow step toward her husband.
"Why really? You're not sincere?" tanyanya cold.
"Not sincere, but I'm just surprised. Kok Mas Rio could have ruined the flower. Though the beautiful flower, Mas," softly as he sat beside Rio, he tried to approach the man who was currently turning his face away. "Mas Rio why? Did I have anything wrong?"
"Do you have a boyfriend?"
The deg!
"Daughter? What does Rio mean? I'm a wife and a mother later, when I have a boyfriend, Mas. No."
The deg!
Wulan gasped in shock and wide open. "Kok Mas Rio even asked me? Isn't this flower from Mas Rio?"
Rio immediately turned his head towards Wulan, looking at her sharply. He grabbed his wife's chin and was slightly raised, as Wulan lowered his head. "What did you say? Me?" tanyanya while pointing at her own face, Wulan nodded slowly.
"I didn't buy you flowers, Wulan!"
The deg!
Again and again Wulan felt shocked. He also felt frightened to see the glare of Rio's eyes that were so sharp. Until it pierces into the heart.
Wulan released herself from Rio's already attached body. His feet ran towards the dresser. He opened his bag and wallet. Then, give the paper a rectangle to Rio. Wulan deliberately keeps it in her wallet, wanting to make it a memento.
Rio read and stared. "What the fuck? Who did this? I didn't send flowers at all!" his objection.
"Mas ... Mas Rio, don't be mad at me, Mas." Wulan touched the back of her husband's sweaty hands. His body shook violently from fear. "I received the flower because there was the inscription of Mas Rio's name. If there wasn't .. I wouldn't have taken it, I'd have sworn!"
Rio brought himself closer to Wulan. Then, hold her tightly. The emotions and the anger are still there. Rio also did not accept. Although the bouquet of flowers that say his name, but if not himself who ordered, the same is not sincere.
However, in addition to the burning annoyance, he could not bear to see Wulan who was frightened, just last night Wulan fainted and was taken to the hospital, Rio did not want to see his wife like that anymore.
"Mas .. I'm sorry, please ... Mas Rio don't be mad at me." Wulan kissed her husband's field chest, she also hugged Rio's body so tightly.
Rio was still silent. But his hand was typing the phone screen to contact his mother. It's possible that Santi did this.
"Hello, Mah."
"Hello Rio, what's wrong?"
"Did Mamah send a bouquet of flowers to Wulan?"
"No, Mamah didn't send."
"You're not lying, are you?"
"No, why did Mom lie to you."
"Oh yasudah, I'm sorry to bother Mom. Good night, Mah."
"Night."
Rio's turning off the phone. He turned the rectangular paper over. There was information there. And exactly, there's a cell phone number. Rio immediately called that number.
"Hello good night, with the Jakarta florist. Can I help you?" There was a woman's voice from across the street.
"Night. I want to ask ...." Rio hung up his words and whispered to Wulan's left ear. "What time did you receive this flower?"
"Lunch time, Mas," replied Wulan.
"Who delivered it?"
"Courier, Mas."
"Sorry, Sir. Can I help you?" ask the woman from the phone.
"I want to ask, around twelve noon, someone sent a bouquet of red roses to my wife named Wulan Priyanka, her home on the Xxx street of North Jakarta. Who ordered flowers in the shop? Tell me that's it!"
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