[Note] A Perfect Marriage

The Dusk is over

"Ka–You're home?" tanya Cinta looked at a tall and sturdy man who had just emerged from behind the wall.

The man who was none other than the Throne, suddenly stopped his steps and pecked at the spot when he saw Love sitting in front of him. She thought the woman might have locked herself in her room. The previously perfectly rounded eyes he blinked rapidly. He tried to change his expression as calmly as possible before finally stepping back to the direction of Love.

"Yes, I'm tired" replied the throne flatly.

Love responded with just a brief nod of his head, and resumed his dinner activities. The woman really does not want to talk too much and expect too much. That fear will make him fall deeper. For her, seeing the man whose status was her husband was not angry and rampaged when he came home because of last night, could already make her breathe freely.

The throne stopped its steps beside the dining table. Standing there and staring at the instant noodles on his wife's plate. "Why did you eat that?"

Love frowned upon hearing the question of the Throne. He's asking me? Slowly the black circumference in Love's eyes was directed at the man standing before her.

"This?" ask Love while pointing towards the plate.

"Is there anything else on this table besides that unhealthy food?"

Smile knot imprinted on the thin lips of Love. "That's .. I'm lazy to cook, tired. So I just do this so quick. Not every day, no problem. It's not healthy to consume every day."

The flat face of the Throne stiffened. The man's burly hand clasped tightly to the edge of the table hearing Love's reply. "Le–lelah? Was it because of last night?"

"Ohuk?" Love choked on the food she had just chewed. Immediately he cleared the stiff throat, with white water already perched next to his plate.

The woman whose face was flushed like a tomato stared in confusion at the throne that was still staring before her. The expression of the man is hard to read Love. There was no aura of anger and such like that he had imagined before. There was no sadness there either. The look of her husband was beautiful, not as usual. Is the effect of alcohol still not gone?

"Evening .. I'm sorry for what happened ...."

The deg!

Now not only his body feels stiff, but the brain of Love also feels empty. Nothing could be digested by his brain at this moment. The woman's heart felt out of control, beating until it almost jumped from its place.

"I was drunk all night, so ...." The throne hangs the sentence. His tongue and body suddenly stiffened considering the events of the wet night. The man's eyes could not focus, even he did not dare to look at the woman he once hated so much.

Love takes a deep breath and throws it away slowly to calm her still-chaotic mind. "Yes, I know you're not in a conscious state. I don't blame you either, this has been my consequence as a wife" Love replied calmly.

The Throne buys his eyes and reflexes stare at Love. A look that showed surprise. The man who always gave a thick and high wall when faced with Love, now seems to knock it down.

"Even without you forcing me to do it as long as I'm your wife. I didn't think you'd remember. Even I've prepared an answer if you forget about it and blame me." Love smiled obliquely and went back to eating instant noodles that stayed a few mouthfuls on her plate.

"What was yesterday .. is it very sick?"

"Ya–Ah, No!" respond to spontaneous love and immediately react. He lowered his head deeply and closed his eyes holding in shame, his smooth cheeks even to a reddish hue.

"It's late, I have to get the materials ready for class tomorrow. Good night" said Love as she placed her plate in the laundry and sauntered away from the Throne.

The man who was still standing petrified beside the dining table could only swallow his guilt bitterly. There was no more courage for him to look into the brown eyes of Love. He was like a brengs*k man who threw garbage at his wife, but also licked it back. Seeing the indifference and smile on Love's face, the woman he once hated, made the Throne's chest suddenly feel tight as if pressed firmly. The oxygen around him seemed to disappear instantly. The man who was still wearing his work coat sat weakly on the dining chair and rubbed his face in frustration.

"What should I do now?"

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Time changes from minute to minute, minute to hour, and hour to day. But the guilt in the heart of the Throne cannot simply pass like a day. The man who was in a state of turmoil with his own thoughts and actions spent almost all his time working and working. He did not dare go home to the woman who cleaned his house every day. Yes, the woman he had previously only considered as a guest but, what kind of guest could he possibly care about savagely?

It has been five days the Throne has spent in the company. Forgetting the eating schedule, forgetting about sleep and even forgetting her lover who contacts her all the time. He could forget all that, but only one could not be lost from his memory, the attitude of Love when they last met. That seemingly indifferent attitude even made him become even more disturbed.

"Sir Boss, Are you going to overtime again today?" asked Reza who was sitting on the sofa waiting for her boss to work.

The throne did not answer. The man who was standing at the edge of the large glass window looked at the sun that was slowly hiding himself. Dusk has greeted.

In another corner of the city, a woman was venting her anger. The large room with the best facilities looks messy. Pillows, bolsters, sheets, all splattered on the floor. The woman sat on the edge of the bed while tightly grasping the mobile phone in her right hand with a sharp look in her eyes.

"How dare he ignore my call. How dare he not return my message. It's been a week since you refused to meet me. Just watch out for you Throne, I'll make you regret this. You'll never get away from me. It won't."

Bella threw the flat object in her hand until it hit the wall in front of her. The unfortunate object fell to the floor with a state that is still intact and, only suffered mild blisters in the corner. Yes, it is the best mobile phone brand in the world that is claimed to be resilient, and Bella has proven it herself.

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Thank God, it can still be updated even though it is late. Inshaallah request Kak Aqila Riawan to double up will Simi try, yes. Greetings to all of you. May you be healthy and happy always.