A marriage full of wounds
chapter 18
A happy smile continued to be imprinted on the face of a beautiful, petite girl nan feminine. The girl who has a quiet gaze is soothing with emerald green irises, making anyone who looks at her feel comfortable recognizing the figure of the girl.
But not with those who would have envious hearts towards him, they would look around for his weaknesses and start teasing the girl. Just like her husband and the women servants in Abraham's house.
Now the feminine figure, sitting at the dresser. Looking back at her appearance while waiting for her husband to come to the dining table.
After being satisfied to arrange his simple appearance, but looks elegant and classy. That, because of the beautiful dress she was wearing. Fitting attached to his tiny body that looks contained in certain parts. Cute face sweet she polish with natural makeup, which is not excessive.
Catherine repeatedly tilted her head towards the door of the changing room, but the figure she was waiting for did not appear. Makes her lips conical funny and her face look sad.
He turned to the Sofa, trying to get rid of his boredom by opening a business magazine on the sofa table. Her beautiful smile was drawn on the face when — saw a photo of her husband on the first page of the magazine.
A burst of pink hue adorned the chewy white cheeks, while staring at the picture of her husband who looks so beautiful in the magazine.
Her lentic fingers, now rubbing the image with a look of admiration and pride, could be the wife of a great man.
Satisfied with the picture of her husband, Catherine opened the following magazine sheet, which dampened her charming smile. When the picture in there shows, the figure of her husband with a beautiful woman who is the first wife of the husband.
That look of admiration and pride, had now turned sad. There is an envious vibe that arises in the depths of Catherine's heart, when she sees the beautiful and graceful face of the first wife — her husband.
It was fitting for her husband to love his first wife so much. It turns out that she was not an indiscriminate woman, Jeffin William Abraham's first wife was, a career woman, owned several famous boutiques in her country and was a famous fashion designer. Plus the woman was born into a distinguished conglomerate family. Equivalent to her husband, Jeffin William Abraham. However, one that Catherine did not understand, why did her in-laws so desire to become the son-in-law of the Abrahamic family? Shouldn't she be proud to have such a beautiful and classy daughter-in-law? "Certainly, why did he want me so much to be his daughter-in-law," Catherine's mind was sad and her gaze now turned sad.
Can't stand the writing on the magazine, which mostly writes about achievements and positive things about Jeffin's first wife.
Catherine put the magazine back on, with a face of despair. He took a breath and threw it away slowly.
She returned to the dresser, looking at her appearance as nothing compared to her husband's first wife.
"What, can I take his heart?" Catherine muttered lethargicly and desperately.
"I am, like a grain of dust when compared to him," his monologue in heart.
Catherine lowered her face with a face of despair, and felt insecure, when compared to the first wife.
His shoulders, which had been standing firm since then, now looked lethargic. His spirit suddenly disappeared somewhere.
"She, so beautiful and graceful. Appearance, elegant as well as classy. While I'm …." Monologue with a clean. Assessing your own appearance.
"Good go, Catherine. You can definitely get his attention," his inner self-sustained self.
"The future of a person no one knows, the feelings of the human heart often change with the passage of time," his amusement to himself.
"Alright, let's continue your fight to get the heart of the man you like" Catherine cried inwardly with a face back in excitement.
Along with the sound of the footsteps of shoes coming from behind the changing room.
Soon, Catherine put on a cheerful and confident face, she intended to approach her husband, but her footsteps came to a halt near the bed, upon seeing the appearance of her husband wearing another suit.
Catherine's face was again disappointed, when she saw the appearance of her husband who had not used her prepared needs.
Catherine's own gaze continued to follow where her husband was moving with a nano look full of disappointment.
Until the green bead is now, back towards the changing room. Her beautiful eyes stared in shock as she watched the smoke emerge from behind the room.
"Gosh, fire!" Catherine's screams must have panicked.
The girl immediately ran into the room which immediately surprised her. "FIRE?! He shouted with a scream. When I was in the doorway.
Catherine ran close to the fire, and her chest suddenly filled with grief at the sight of her husband's belongings she touched now engulfed in flames. Catherine tried to put out the fire with both hands. He tried to save the precious things of the husband with a face that was filled with tears.
His face looked messy, tears mixed with sweat caused by the heat of the fire.
Catherine did not think of her hand being splashed by the flames, she still tried to save the items by patting the flames burning her husband's expensive suit cloth.
In her panic, Catherine ran to pick up something that could extinguish the fire, with a face of deep sadness.
Catherine took a thick blanket neatly arranged in the closet, she immediately put out the fire by pounding the thick blanket on the fire, until finally it can be extinguished, making Catherine able to breathe a sigh of relief by being followed by a so heartbreaking sobbing of sadness.
Catherine now sat near the former flames by folding her legs back and crying with her head down.
His cry felt so heartbreaking to anyone who heard it, a slow cry that sounded stifling.
"What, how much do you hate yourself?"
"Am I so disgusting?"
"I, just want to try to be the wife you can count on," Catherine raced in a soft voice trying to hold back a sobbing.
Long crying all she saw, Catherine got up, and walked out of the room. Leaving a fire there.
……….
"What are you doing with your belongings?" Catherine asked while in front of her husband who was sitting on the sofa in his haughty style.
"What, are you blind? Didn't you see me burning it?" Sahut Jeffin with a question with a cynical face.
"Why? Why did you burn it? Doesn't that have a very high price?" Catherine asked back with a pushy look and a soft voice. As powerful as he tried to hold back the puddles of tears that were now collecting on his eyelids, making his eyes feel cloudy and itchy.
"Because, I don't want your ex to be on every piece of mine" Jeffin said fiercely.
"So, right. You burned it because I touched it." Catherine lirih.
"Why, should it be burned? You, can just clean it up. Surely the value of everything is not cheap. Doesn't that mean you're going to lose? And .. You throw away a lot of money just because you hate someone." Catherine brightly with a lowered face. Tears have now flowed down both cheeks to the chin.
"I'll destroy everything that's in your touch" said Jeffin, who hurt his wife's feelings.
"Everything, there is no meaning in your cheap self-esteem," continued Jeffin who broke all the flames of Catherine's spirit.
