The Charm of an Unloved Husband
Bianca was angry

Raka ran after his wife who entered the room. He wanted to come in, but unfortunately the door was locked from the inside.

Raka banged on the door of the room, while continuing to call out his wife's name.

"Bia, open the door. We need to talk, Bia." Raka said as she continued to knock on the door.

There was nothing heard, between the silent Bianca or the unheard Raka, because the room was soundproof.

Raka let out a sigh, it seemed like Bianca was crying and needed some time alone. It'd be better if he let it go for a while, and they can talk later.

Raka also chose to leave, he would take Kiano the way and forget the rejection that Bianca did earlier.

"Kiano, Honey. Streets yuk sama papi," invited Raka with face sumringah.

Although his mind and heart are chaotic, as much as possible Raka will behave as she should be fine.

"I don't want to, papi. I want to play with mommy, papi promised me." Reject Kiano with his sad face.

Raka was silent for a moment, then smiled while kneeling before her handsome son.

"Mommy's busy, baby. Later we persuade mami together to make a play," said Raka while rubbing her son's face.

Kiano shook his head, his cheeks bulging as a sign that the boy was sulking a little on his papa.

"Let's deny it again." Reply Kiano sadly.

"Mommy won't play with me, will you, Pi? Am I being naughty so mom won't play with me?" asked Kiano innocently.

Raka's heart felt pinched hearing the question from her little son. He could only smile and hug Kiano, without being able to answer the boy's question in words.

"Kiano played the same mbak first yes, papi does not promise anymore, but papi will try to persuade your mother." Kiano.

Raka then turned to look at Kiano's nanny, he gave a code to a woman his mother's age to bring Kiano to play in the park.

Kiano eventually went to the back garden to play with his nanny, while he would do his office work while waiting for Bianca to come out of his room.

Meanwhile, Bianca, the girl was crying in bed. Her face down body with a pillow as an outlet for her tears.

"Hiks .. No one can understand me but Reza. Everyone is selfish! mama, papa let alone mas Raka." Bianca said as she beat the pillow in front of her.

Bianca did not go to the campus after Raka had prevented her, and that made her cry in her room.

Bianca considers that Raka is selfish, always wants her request to be followed, but does not want to obey the requests of others.

If only his parents would understand his feelings, maybe he would live happily with Reza, a lover he loved so much.

But unfortunately a thousand dear, just because Reza does not have a permanent job, coupled with his family genealogy that broke made both parents disapprove of their relationship.

Both Bianca's parents highly uphold the family tree of their future daughter-in-law. They do not want Bianca to marry a man who does not have a permanent job.

"You are told what you eat with him, Bia. Life has to be realistic!" that's what Mama Bianca said.

Remembering that momentarily made Bianca sad again. "If I could, I'd rather kill myself." Lirih Bianca as she continued to cry.

Bianca drowned her face in the pillow. Her ears heard the laughter of a child from the window.

Bianca got up and walked over to the door of the room that connects to the balcony overlooking the garden behind the house.

As she stood there, Bianca saw Kiano playing ball with his nanny.

He noticed how the boy laughed cheerfully while kicking the ball into the goal.

"Why your mom is the same papa you should split up, Kiano. If only they hadn't divorced, I wouldn't have had to be your father's wife." Bianca said to herself.

"Mommy!!!" Shouted Kiano cheerfully, his hands waving with a sweet smile created.

Raka, who was playing on a laptop on a sofa near the park, approached her son when she heard Kiano's call.

Raka arrives at the park, and follows Kiano's vision, which leads to his room and Bianca's.

"Become." Call Raka soft.

Bianca did not answer Kiano's call, nor Raka's. The girl only gave a fleeting and cynical glance at Raka.

"Become." Call Raka again when Bianca is about to enter the room.

Bianca stopped her steps, she looked at Raka with a flat face and a cold gaze.

"Open the door, Bia. I want to talk to you," said Raka.

"Mommy, let's play. I want to play ball with mommy!!" take Kiano with you while you jump.

"I don't have time to talk to you, or play with Kiano." Bianca said then immediately entered the room, and did not forget to close the balcony door.

Raka could only sigh, she looked at Kiano who was also looking at her with a sad look.

"Continue playing the same mbak yes, papi still no work." Raka said then returned to the sofa where he was sitting earlier.

***

Bianca came out of her room when she felt her stomach ache. Of course, Bianca had not eaten anything since morning, and now it was very late afternoon.

As Bianca walked out of the room, she saw a tray of food and drink on the small table.

Bianca smiled faintly, she immediately picked up the tray containing the food and brought it into the room.

Just as Bianca was about to close the door, Raka suddenly barged in, and closed even locked the room door.

"Mas, what are you doing?" bianca asked in shock.

Raka smiled sweetly, he was about to wipe the face of his little wife but Bianca refused by rewinding her body.

Raka just kept quiet, he looked at his hand that almost touched his wife's face earlier, then pulled her away.

"You eat first, I'll wait for you to finish, then we'll talk." Raka Tutur. Her voice was soft as usual.

"No! I don't want to eat here." Sahut Bianca refused.

Raka sighed, he rubbed his own two shoulders then smiled faintly.

"Mas mending–" Bianca's words stopped as Raka looked at her and spoke straight away.

"Eat, Honey." Cut the Raka quickly.

Bianca clenched her hands, she finally sat on the edge of the bed and ate her food.

While Raka sat on the sofa while watching Bianca who was eating. She smiled at how beautiful Bianca was. The beautiful girl is his, his wife and it's forever.

"I really love you, Bia. And hopefully, one day my feelings will be reciprocated." Inner Raka with a look that was not diverted at all from Bianca's face.

MAS RAKA IS VERY PATIENT 🥲

Be connected.........................