Wife Sense of Depcollector
Chapter 46: Trapping Terms, Deal?

Two hours later. The voice of I looked at the Adhan has passed with the voice of greeting. Cupping both hands with eyes closed, a breath of tranquility. The sound of the chanting of prayer that sounds solemnly earthy aamiin in belief.

"Mas!" Call Asma as usual with his outstretched hand preparing to perform the ritual after worshiping magrib together.

Hand kiss, switch the warmth of prayer that touches the crown. Whenever a feeling of calm, peace and comfort will come. Like raindrops drenching the dryness of the heart. There is no ceasing to be grateful to have a life partner who can guide and live a life like a missed paradise.

In the past, he thought too hard. How's her husband going? Is it stubborn like the father or fierce like the neighbor's husband? Sometimes also think, what if like his former fiance who can not defend his own partner? This and that, unknowingly turned into a fear of its own.

Wrong thinking, but since becoming Reyhan Aditya's wife. All fear disappeared without a trace. Undeniably, he tries to learn to understand a man with a life that is one hundred and eighty degrees different from his. It's not easy, but the two try to accept each other.

"Asma, tonight you can eat the food you want. After that, breakfast starts tomorrow morning ....,"

"I want, special chicken noodles with meat and vegetable toppings are abundant, but do not add chives, celery leaves, let alone fried onions. Best pizza, medium size kebab with special filling. Ah yes, egg martabak and drink a bottle of soda, sprite or coca cola. Last request, ice cream box is medium size. That's it."

There are a thousand languages. The unhealthy menu that his wife mentioned, is not excessive? There are no heavy foods like rice, vegetables. Precisely chosen, all menus can be the cause of strep throat. Actually, the condition is only to let you eat at will.

Want to regret agreeing to the terms of Asthma. But yes, it is. Only tonight, tomorrow no longer enjoy a meal full of unhealthy doses. One thing to be prepared is to receive a lecture from a doctor. He gave permission, so the only one responsible was himself.

"Alright, as my wife wishes." Rey bowed half her body, "Is there any more? Before I order all that food."

He put his face to the usual place, then walked over to Rey who was acting like a devotee to a princess. "Mas, don't the rules apply to us? Why not order your favorite food too? At least, tonight's independence night."

Good idea, why not think? If you order your favorite food that is actually not much different from unhealthy food. Of course, the doctor will be quiet to enjoy. Not giving a lecture. Aye, right? Surely yes. What a tempting advice.

"Mas, don't think too much. Just order, let's get off." Holding Rey's right hand, footsteps walked away from the resting place. "By the way, from the moment I got home, I didn't see any other family members. Are they on vacation?"

Silent, though still walking beside the wife. How about saying about family? When circumstances and circumstances are not possible. Want to bring Asthma to sit together, then share the story, but now is not the right time. So when is the right time coming?

The lips can confirm speech. But the eyes tell the truth. No matter how clever someone is at hiding emotions. In reality, only a smile manipulates. Conscious or not. Everyone will be the same, it's just a different way of expressing. As much as the sound of laughter that sounded empty with tears without words.

Asthma stopped her footsteps right at the top of the stairs. For a moment circulated the eyes to all corners of the room that could be reached by his eyes. From one corner, to another. From one painting frame, to another painting. It's a fancy house, but there's no pictures of her husband's family. Includes photos of Rey and Bagas.

It can't be like the movie ishq marjawan, can it? Where to marry only to be a victim in the name of love. An innocent man who married a village girl, but it turned out to be just to trap her. A moment of loading thoughts onto a movie that aired a year ago on ANTV. Just touch Asma smiled knot.

"Are you okay, Asthma?" Rey did not know the contents of her mind that stood to her left, but the focused gaze of her eyes scanned the entire corner of the room. Then, suddenly she smiled, but the smile seemed foreign.

"Hmmm, I just don't understand. How is my house different from yours, Mas?" She let go of her husband's hand and pointed downstairs between the dining room and the kitchen. "Furniture beautifies the room, but no single photograph can identify this Young Master Reyhan Aditya's house."

"meaning?" ask Rey back, the more she doesn't know the direction of Asthma's conversation.

The sound of breathing could no longer be heard, the woman turned to look at him. A serious look with a question mark. Raised brows formed an arch, a thin smile rose adorning perfecting an expression that could not be translated.

"I won't explain. Give me two days, then everything will be clear with real evidence. Deal?" Asthma stretched out her right hand, glancing her sharp eyes expecting approval.

Warmly welcomed the wife's hand, then stomped as approval. Whatever Asthma will do. Of course he wouldn't mind. This was not only his home, but also his woman's. Without realizing the couple, if all witnessed by Bagas who deliberately kept silent in front of the door of the room with a distance of four meters.

Relationships will continue to find ways to understand each other until they become a union. Asthma doesn't need her help to get Rey's heart. Now, he is conscious. It is not the woman who needs it, but it is this family who is grateful and eagerly expects the touch of a woman.

However, to manifest whatever was on the woman's head. Of course I can only complain to him. Asthma can handle dreams, only to realize must receive real help. From the heart, Bagas always promised to make Rey's wife his sister. He who chooses, then the responsibility of Asthma is also on his shoulders.

I feel like the couple is no longer talking about anything serious. Then he ventured to walk to his two brothers. The sound of footsteps instantly distracted Rey and Asma, until the eyes clashed. Smiles greeted each other in the darkness of the night that struck.

"How are you feeling, Asthma? Is it better?" bagas asked in a soft voice, making Rey frown. "Bro, don't think far. You are my brother, Asma my sister. I'll learn fair, not heavy next door. So, let's get down. Have you decided on the food menu?"