
Two Years Later
Aira was pensively alone, staring at the statue that became the symbol of the pride of this country. It had been ten minutes he was standing in front of the window of his room with a blank look. She just called her mother in Jakarta. The longing that had been held for two years made him very eager to hug the woman who had given birth to him.
"Aay, I'm home" said Rafka after opening their room door.
Aira's still sculpting. Right now his mind was still flying in the clouds. Rafka approached his wife who did not welcome him as usual.
Rafka did not want to surprise his wife. He was standing right in front of Aira, even though Aira's eyes were staring out the window. For a long time Rafka noticed his dreamy wife.
"Ay," he called after a long time.
Aira was a little surprised. "Yes ... Rafka, are you home?" Aira kissed her husband's hand, smiling with a rapid heartbeat.
"What are you daydreaming about, Ay?" ask Rafka gently. His hand moved rubbing the wife's hair that currently looked pale. "You sick?"
"No, just miss my mom" replied Aira. He walked to the fig bed and Rafka followed behind him.
"Please, this week I'm solving this big problem, after that we will go home" said Rafka who sat next to Aira.
Rafka is currently solving problems at a very large company in this developed country. He is responsible for securing the security system that was broken.
"There will be new problems again, continue not to go home again. We've pulled back a year from the time we should have, Raf." Aira tries to understand Rafka's busy life, but she also misses her mother, home, and country. Rafka never allowed her to go home alone, but neither could her parents visit her often.
"No, I promise this is the last problem. Mister Fran has brought in an expert, he's better than me, arguably on par with Sean," Rafka said with great confidence. That handsome smile continued to be etched on his face, whereas Aira looked at him lazily.
Sean came home a year ago. They should have gone home together, but since their boss wouldn't allow it, Rafka was left behind and Sean went home to take care of the company they started together.
Rafka leaned her head on Aira's shoulder, sniffing the scent of Aira's ever-perfumed body.
"Go take a bath there, Raf. I'm suddenly nauseous about your smell." Aira pushed her husband's body. His mood is not good because he misses his family very much, and Rafka understands that.
Rafka chooses to go to the bathroom instead of getting Aira upset.
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As promised Rafka. After the work problem was finished, today Rafka took his wife back to Indonesia. Of course, Aira was very excited for having been looking forward to this day for a long time.
They landed safely in the country. It was raining in Jakarta a few minutes after they arrived. Aira felt a tremendous dizziness and nausea. He waved at Rafka who pushed their luggage with a trolley. Aira did not say anything, just waved her hand then shut her mouth and held onto her stomach.
Rafka waited outside the toilet anxiously. He was worried that his wife was sick because while on the plane her face did look pale.
Almost ten minutes waiting, Aira finally came out of the bathroom.
"Ay, why? You sick?" ask Rafka worried.
"I was vomiting Raf, like I didn't fit the food on the plane. Moreover, the smell of AC is very pungent," replied Aira. After removing her entrails, the girl felt a little relieved.
"We go to the doctor first. I don't want you to get worse later" Rafka suggested.
"No need, just go home. Mom and dad picked us up" replied Aira.
"OKAY. But go home to our own house."
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Good mornin. Ritual trail do not forget, as usual gaess 😍😍