Wife Sense of Depcollector
Chapter 26: Just about Emotions

The night brings silence. There was no more conversation until the three of them reached the hotel, even as if in agreement. Rey, Asma and Bagas return to their respective rooms. Let the heart and mind fight without awareness.

The bright moon slowly moved to invite the contest, changing the sunlight of the sun. Sayup-sayup heard the sound of adhan that groaned beautifully. The blowing wind touched the cold of the morning that greeted the sound of water coming from the bathroom.

"Asma, are you awake?" Rey asked with sleepy eyes, leaving her bed.

Her hair was wet with a fresh face. Glancing at the wall clock, it turned out to have been four hours and three minutes. "Do you want to pray together or alone?"

"Mas, will always be a priest. I'll wait while you tell the family." The girl answered, then let her husband prepare.

The same morning routine as togetherness in prayer. Peace between husband and wife when performing congregational prayers. Emotions that are shackled will always disappear in new hope. Every good thing must be preserved.

Time passes so fast. Today was the reception event at the Asthma family home. After all the preparation and enjoy breakfast together. Bagas takes Asma and Rey to a salon that has been rented for the day. Their arrival was well received.

The make over process that takes two hours more, making Bagas must be patient to wait. In the end, the wait never disappoints. The appearance of the groom in Javanese traditional clothes is stunning. His gaze cannot be distracted.

"Wow, super, Bro. I did not expect to see my own friends with traditional traditional clothes like today. We're taking a selfie." Invite Bagas not to lose his best friend's important moments, making Rey smile thinly.

No matter how many sacrifices Bagas made. He knows that his friends always want the best for him. Honestly, having a friend like Bagas Fernando is a gift. Anyone who has friends with an unconditional sense of family.

Rey resigned to the behavior of Bagas who invited him to tilt right, face left and so forth just to get a satisfying selfie position. Busyness captures the moment, suddenly distracted. The sound of dragging a curtain from the next room stopped the two.

Wedding dress with accent kebaya gold-striped maroon with floral decoration. Long hair made bridal style decorated with flower spots like snow princess. The long earrings that dangle fall in combination with natural, but elegant, makeup.

"Did you not change my brother's bride?" tanya Bagas broke the silence among everyone in the make over room.

"Master, what do you mean? This is the lady. How are we going to change people? This is a salon, not a circus house." Sahut a fairy who handles make over Asthma.

Rey had elbowed his best friend's stomach. In a speechless situation. That one guy was making a joke. There is only the center of the joke, while his wife did not say anything. Besides the eyes that keep looking down. Is something wrong?

"Go! Give us five minutes and space." Rey said as she shook her hands, making Bagas turn his head but saw seriousness on his face.

The man understood without asking any more, then left the make over room with the entire salon staff. Whatever the couple will talk about, let it be the secret of both. Everyone's departure brought Rey's steps to walk closer to Asthma.

The scent of cherry blossom perfume combined with fresh fruit perfume burst into the nose cavity. His steps stopped, then raised his hand to hold his wife's chin until the girl's brown netra fell into his eyes.

"Are you not ashamed to have a wife like me?" ask Asma with her heavy voice, tightness in the chest with heat on the head, making her emotions provoked.

Long ago, when people said. She is not beautiful, has no money, cool kids and so on. Really, there is no concern to listen to such nonsense. However, today, when he became the subject of conversation among the salon staff. Heart's pinched.

Not feel inappropriate. It's just that there are emotions that can't be explained. People can say anything about him, but not about his family. A gentle whisper that says Rey is blind for choosing her as a wife. Really hurt my heart.

It's true, Rey is very handsome and even successful. Then where is the mistake when choosing an ordinary girl to be a companion for life? Are the ones who say he's inappropriate. Can it be considered appropriate to be with her husband?

The emotional outburst with lips locked, made Rey immerse a warm kiss on his wife's forehead. "Asma, God knows, if I am serious and do not play with the feelings of the future mother of my children. Let alone to regret. I don't have time to argue about fate."

"God made you a part of my life." Rey cupped his wife's face, until the gaze clashed with each other. "I am your rib. No more doubting, then questioning is not fundamental. There's no me or you because there's only us."

Relieved. Like a falling rain spot greeting the skin. Calmness is not about recognition, but about trust. Rey has it all and doesn't feel like she's the most powerful. The man taught the meaning of relationships. There's nothing more to fear.

However, with silence the smiling wife looked at him so intensely. Something must be wrong, but what? Wanted to ask, it's just that there's definitely no clear answer. Several times he noticed the way the wife took action. He knew the girl had her own way.

"Come, we should get home soon. Everyone's waiting for sure." Take Asthma without telling what is really going on.

Humans can make many sophisticated tools to know the contents of the mind. Sometimes with a stinger, it can also be by injecting truth serum. Technology is getting advanced. It is undeniable to improve quality in every progress of the times.

However, as deep as the ocean. No one knows what the human heart will be. Manipulations. One truth can be three lies, and vice versa. Quite simple. What is said is not necessarily true. Like a mask covering a joker's face. We just have to be careful in our speech and actions.

The sound of music that was heard to some parts of the village, signifies the excitement of today's event. Many people came. Not just to offer congratulations and prayers. They want to witness the once and perhaps last moment of Rashid's father's family home.

After all, the last child reception was a joy for all citizens who knew the family well. No more gossiping citizens will be slanted news about Asthma. No more hot lips busy looking for the gap of the lack of the girl.

Every guest will be fascinated with eyes of disbelief. Asthma gets a handsome husband, even the son of Pak Lurah alone is less handsome. Not only that, the news will be the intelligence of Rey. Increasingly igniting embers that are ready to warm the rainy season.

The entire reception ended well. Although until late at night, even guests seem reluctant to alternate with other guests. Some drama happened, but Bagas with a tackling attitude. Although that one man should be an impromptu bodyguard.

Ten o'clock at night. The house is back. All the family members gathered in the living room, including the new couple. A tiring day for everyone. Rashid's father looked at his daughter with tears.

"Son, so are you guys going straight to Jakarta?" ask Rashid's father to start a conversation between the families.