
...When hatred is blind...
...That time anyway...
...We close our eyes...
...Of the good around us....
...-LH-...
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After arriving at his home he immediately arranged his needs in his kitchen. After it feels neat, he immediately called Chandra to ask when he came home because the time has shown two o'clock in the afternoon.
But the phone was not picked up by Chandra, he repeated it again until ten times remained un picked up. Finally he decided to write a message hoping that when Chandra read it he would reply.
"Where are you, don't go home too late I'll cook for you." That's the content of the message and does not take a long time the message was immediately sent.
After that he immediately cooked and then arranged his cooking at the dining table and after finishing he went to take a bath.
Adzan Maghrib also sounds beautiful reverberating, but the person who awaited waiting has not arrived. Andini decided to pray first and then read the Quran. As soon as he lived it, it was not realized that Chandra had come and listened to him behind the door.
A feeling of admiration for Andini also stopped in his heart but after Andini ended it the feeling disappeared again in line with the departure of him. Again he was tepis, and he thought that it was his ruse to cover up his evil mask.
"Kok I feel like pas njai there are people who are looking at it. Is Chandra not coming home." Andini immediately took off her face and immediately put on her hijab, went out to look for Chandra, and entered the room next to her.
And he heard the sound of water in the room, a sign that someone was taking a bath. He quickly picked up his clothes and waited for him.
" What are you doing here ?" chandra just came out of the bathroom.
"I am wearing your clothes, are you praying ? If we eat, I cook "he said.
"Ohh yes.. I'll be there, you go first. " His order and is possessed by Andini.
Then she took her phone and told Bella, her boyfriend, that she had just arrived home. But before that he saw a notification of ten missed calls and a message that all came from Andini.
"He's been cooking since ? He can cook. Most also regular cuisine and use instant spices. Not eating but hungry. Anyhow you want to see if he can really cook rich mom ?" muttered. And Chandra rushed straight to the dining room.
"Here eat. As long as I used to love the same stir-fry kale mangkungya I cooked this. If you don't like it, there are other options. You want to eat what I take in " said Andini who immediately held the plate intending to take it, he used to often see his mama do this to his papa.
"Let me just "reply Chandra briefly.
"No, I'm your wife. As a wife I must serve you, this watch do not refuse to please" he asked.
"What do you want to eat ?" patches again.
"I stir-fried kale, fried fish, balado eggs" Chandra said.
"This please eat. If there is less you say yes. Let me later be able to adjust your taste" he said then smiled. And he immediately took food and ate with Chandra.
At first Chandra thought that Andini's food would not be as delicious as her mother's food but unexpectedly after she tasted she wanted it again, again and again.
"Enak once, even more delicious than mother-made. Why am I addicted to gini yes" he whispered then he continued to devour the food in front of him without saying much.
Andini who saw that was also happy, from the way of eating alone it has been seen that Chandra really likes his cooking.
"You bought this dish ?" search because still can not believe that Andini can cook as good as this.
"That I didn't buy, I just bought raw materials in the market. I'm the cook. Why is it not good ?" tanyakanya.
"Enak, that's delicious. And you know from whom if I like kale stir-fry ?" ask Chandra back.
"Ahh that.. I know because I like to see you eat it and I've also been horrified "he said honestly. After three years (during Junior High) of noticing him he knew whatever Chandra liked and disliked.
"Ohh" he answered briefly.
"mmm.. Can I ask you a question ?" tanyanya doubt.
"What ?"
"Why are you sleeping in the next room ?" this question was actually from the morning he wanted to ask but only tonight he could ask.
"Why is this my home ?" answer Chandra a little sniffle.
"No matter how we are legal to be husband and wife "he replied hesitantly, because so his rahunya was also bowing his head and biting his lips.
"I can't sleep alone, I've always slept alone" she said.
His wife immediately gouged his head to hear an explanation from Chandra that he thought was unreasonable.
"Ohh, but it can't be gini only" said Andini.
"Don't talk about this anymore. I'm dizzy with my work a lot. Do not ask a lot and be a good wife" he snapped and he immediately left her to go to the workspace.
"Somewhere you go to me Chan, what's my fault? " he muttered and did not feel his tears fall. Chandra's impact seemed to fill full in his eardrum and make his heart slightly slashed.
"No, I can't cry, I'm sure time changes everything. One day he will see me, love me as much as I love him. I just need to be patient and try to convince her. " She immediately wiped away the trace of her tears.
He immediately tidied up his dining table and after that washed the former dishes that he and Chandra had used.
Then he went into his room to pick up a diary. And writing..
Dear Chandra^^^^
^^^What is my fault with you ? Just now you snapped at me because I asked "why don't you want a room ?" Chandra I really want to be your full wife. I also want to hear your complaints, I also want to have a place for me to complain. Like a husband and wife in general. Just now I menggeliat you who like the same cuisine I even you also praise it. But then you broke my heart.^^^
^^^But it's okay, I know that even though I have loved you for a long time, but my whole new struggle begins. I'm sure one day you'll love me. Even more than I love you. By the magic of time I am sure you will change..^^^
^^^I am yours.^^^
^^^Your love.^^^
^^^And I have to fight that.^^^
After finishing pouring out his heart he also closed the book again and wiped back the tears that had been flowing profusely on his cheeks. Actually he wrote in the diary book does not mean he does not have someone he trusted to tell stories but all of it is his feelings and also his household problems that for him are very taboo to be told to people others even to the people he trusted so much. Usually when his mother was with him, he complained. But now he can only hold it himself.
seriated