A Reply to My Husband

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Barra watched Rania wipe away her tears. His heartache saw him because he caused all this. He walked up to Rania and sat down in front of her. In his eyes his wife was round. The eyes that used to always look at him with a warm gaze, the eyes that used to blink a lot of flickers teased him. The eyes that used to be bulging when nagging him for putting a wet towel on the mattress, or putting toothpaste out of place.

Barra looked into those eyes deeply. Only then did he realize for a long time that he had not seen that warm gaze. He was too busy following his ego and his mother's wishes to forget the angel who used to be the queen in his heart.

"I'm sorry ... You must suffer because of my attitude and my selfishness." Without feeling Barra shed her tears.

Rania scooped up Barra's face with both palms. She saw the face of the man who was still her husband. The handsome and dignified face that once stole his attention. His firm aura and charisma always captivated him. But it turned out that was just his appearance in the office. Inside the house, he was just a child who was very submissive with his mother. Not struggling once the mother has issued one sentence only.

"I've never asked you to be an ungodly child. I never told you to fight your mother. It's just, maybe our story would be different if we lived apart with mom. Her abuse towards me has been sitting at the bottom of my heart."

"I was so happy when you defended me in front of my mom. Not because I'm happy to see you fighting with her, but because your defense means I have an important position in your life as well. I feel I am valuable to you too. But you changed for a long time. Every time you insult me, you insult me too. You've never stood up for me and never even listened to my explanation. I feel like I've lost the old Barra, my Barra." Just now Rania wiped away her tears now those tears were already dripping down her cheeks again.

"Can't we start over again? If you want us to live apart from mom, we can move house. Or if you want we can stay in the apartment. You want to, right?"

Rania shakes. "It's too late ... Now I just want us to get divorced and I want my rights and mine. That's all it is! I no longer have grandiose dreams about a happy household with children running around in the yard. It's a dream that will never come true." Rania wiped her tears back.

"We can still make it happen. Please stay with me!"

"My decision is already round."

"I will not divorce you!"

"Easy ... This conversation will not end anywhere and will not change my decision."

"Allah ... If that's your decision. At least wait until our child is born again I'll take care of everything." Barra stood up and left Rania.

He deliberately burses time to divorce Rania in order for her to change her mind. This was the most likely way he would do to keep Rania by his side.

"My son will come with me" said Rania before Barra exited the room.

"Don't be selfish Ran, he's my son too." Barra stopped the move.

"You can remarry and have a child with your wife later. You spent the night with her, right? It won't be hard."

"Russia ... Please don't start again. I never wanted it. I just follow my mother's request. I don't love that woman."

"It makes no difference to me."

Barra continued her steps out of the room. Sorrow filled his heart but it would not change anything.

I should have followed your desire to check on me. But I was too scared. When you say there's nothing wrong with your reproduction, I'm afraid there's something wrong with me. That's why I never wanted to see a doctor with you. I'm afraid to know if I'm the one with the problem. I'm sorry for being such a coward. Forgive me for letting you endure all that alone.

Barra leaned her head on the door, lamenting her attitude all along. Suddenly the sound of a bell rang.

"Where's mommy? Why not open the door?" Barra came down and opened the door after previously cleaning her face of the remaining tears first.

"Good afternoon Mr. Barra, I from the PRT channeling Foundation deliver a maid who will work at Mr. Barra's house. I invite five people, later Mr. Barra can select the appropriate criteria that Mr. Barra wants." A woman greeted Barra and conveyed her point as soon as Barra opened the door.

Barra let the men in.

"I'll call my wife first." Barra went back to her room to see Rania.

"Darling ... Are you strong enough to go down? There's a guest for you." Barra tried to be ordinary, even sweeter than usual.

"Didn't I tell you that we're going to use a maid to take care of the house. I don't want you to get tired. I asked them to find two. One to take care of the house and another to serve you, specifically to serve you."

"Is that not excessive?"

"No ... I should have even done that a long time ago. Come ... get off. Choose one that fits your criteria."

"As far as you are," replied Rania lazily.

"Don't it's up to me. He will serve you so it must be that can make you comfortable. And I don't know what that looks like."

"I'm so lazy to walk."

Barra immediately carried Rania's body without her consent.

"Barra ... What are you doing?"

"You said you were lazy to walk. So I'm holding you." He took her down the stairs and sat her down on the sofa in front of his would-be aides.

The female agent then provided a file containing the data of the five men. Rania read it one by one and matched it with her person. Then interview them individually.

"Thank you Mom, we'll negotiate it first. We will inform you as soon as possible of our decision" said Rania after everything was finished.

"thank you. Ms. Rania and Mr. Barra we'll excuse you."

"How dear ... Have you chosen which one?"

"I like this one to serve me. And this is to take care of the house, it looks like he's a diligent person." Rania showed me two photos.

"Alright, if that's your choice. I'll just come along. I'll contact the foundation so they can get to work soon."

"Barra ... is this not excessive?"

"No, don't say that again. This is one of my ways to make amends. Now, since you're downstairs, how about you have lunch?"

"I'm still lazy."

"You should eat. I'll prepare it." Barra carried Rania again and led her towards the dining room.

"Barra, put me down. I can walk by myself!" Rania continued to rebel. But Barra ignored him. Then he put Rania's body on the chair.

"What do you want to eat?"

"I don't want to eat."

"But you have to. I forced."

"Well .. I want to eat something warm and fruiting as well as a glass of warm vanilla milk."

"Ready Mrs Danendra." Barra raised her hand respectfully to Rania with a smile. Inevitably Rania smiled at Barra's behavior.

It's so sweet, so sweet. Don't keep acting like this to me. I can falter.