Between Me and My Husband

Pretending also requires energy

A feeling of heat spread in both my eyes, I blinked to drive away the tears that would pool. With a trembling voice I tried to ask what the reason was.

"Why?" My toot. I think when I look into his eyes, my heart will hurt and be unable to hold back tears. So I decided not to look at him.

"We just had to go through all this Nia. There is no heart between us. I think it's better we don't have to interfere in personal matters. Let's move on with each other's lives 2 even if we're husband and wife." Replied Dipta, he was sitting in front of me, even looking at me. But I did not dare to lift my face. My tears are true2 already in the eye. I buru2 turned to remove it.

"Dipta has a lover?" Tanyaku. Mas Dipta did not reply, changing with ****** his breathing length. No need to answer, I even know without you answering.

That afternoon we moved. There was no conversation on our way to a new home. My eyes kept staring out through the window. There's so much I think. About the Dipta of course.

Why would he want to be paired with me when he has a girlfriend himself? Why not just refuse? Does Ratna's mom not like that girl? Then what does Mama Ratna like about me? Who exactly is that girl? What's the guy like?

There are so many questions but I cannot answer them.

And here I am, in our new home. The house that he said was where we found happiness but now I doubt that kata2.

I came out of the room and went downstairs when it was dark. The atmosphere on the ground floor was so quiet. I saw the door of the room that was in Dipta mas closed.

My goal is to go to the kitchen, to fill the stomach tonight, I just need to heat up the side dish that was brought by mama Ratna. Later finished eating I plan to go out, I saw earlier during the trip here, outside the housing complex there is a mini market that is usually open until night.

Finished heating the side dishes and vegetables I approached the door to the room of the Dipta mas. I tapped slowly, but there was no reaction from inside the room.

"Mas.mas Created. Want to eat now or later? That's the vegetable I've been heating." Call me tight. The fear is not heard to get into if it is just slow. There was no answer, nor did I dare to go into his room. So I decided to eat first. Until I finished eating and some dirty dishes, Dipta's room was not open.

My door came back knocking.

"Mas, was Dipta in Dalem? I want to go out to the next mini market, Dipta wants to nitip what?" Back my voice I tighten while occasionally banging on the door. But it remains the same, there is no answer. Wonder where he is. What sleep fainted? If you leave, it seems impossible, considering the car is still in the garage.

Yeah, maybe he's asleep. Just let him rest. I then got out, locked the door from the outside and went on foot. Several times had passed with the neighbors, each of which they greeted and called me as the mother of Dipta. Apparently my arrival to their housing complex has spread to all residential residents. Word of mouth then continues to watsap group is not in doubt the speed of the news.

Upon my return from the mini market, I looked back at the Dipta mas room that had not been opened. The food at the dinner table was not at all touched. I got worried, is it possible that Dipta mas in the room fainted? Falling in the bathroom maybe, slipping due to slippery floor. I gedor again the door of his room while shouting his name. Feeling no answer, I finally ventured to turn the door knob. Unlocked, I entered with a sharpened view. The room was dark, the lights were not on. I raba2 wall left side to look for the light switch, after meeting I hit it and immediately the room was bright blinding eyes.

"Mas...mas Did you sleep?" I asked slowly, but still no answer. I slowly took the blanket off. And there was the face of Dipta who closed his eyes. Hmm.Pantesan on the call2 is not horrified, the headset gagged in both ears. But wait..why is the face of Dipta full of sweat that? And if you look any longer, he also looks pale.

"Mas Dipta, mas Dipta is sick?" But free I ask, Dipta mas still not budging. With a doubt2, I touched his forehead and I felt so hot. I dropped all the blankets that covered his body, I saw the clothes in the Dipta mas wet with cold sweat. The movement2 that I made turned out to make Dipta mas disturbed, he woke up and took off the headset he wore.

"What are you doing here?" Ask to throw the origin of the headset to the side.

"Mas Dipta is sick again. Get up, change your clothes. Let's go to the doctor!" Take me, but get ignored by him. He pulled the blanket and covered his body again. Geez.he's even acting like a cranky little kid. When I dropped the blanket, he looked surprised and angry.

"Go, I just need a break!" He said a little scream.

"Okay, I'll go. But change your clothes it's mas. Your clothes are wet, it's gonna hurt worse if you sleep in a wet shirt."

I finally got out, not to leave him. I intended to make porridge for him, lucky I had time to shop in the mini market, with ingredients sober I made a simple porridge.

Finished making the porridge, I returned to his room. I also bring a heat-lowering drug to drink it later after eating.

"Mas Dipta, wake up to eat." I put the porridge I brought on the nightstand next to the bed. I saw that Dipta had changed clothes. But he didn't budge when I woke up.

"Mas created, get up and eat! At least Dipta must have the energy to run these houses mas!" I provoked him. And it worked, proof that he opened his eyes.

"What do you mean house-to-house?" Ask. I sat on the edge of the bed, then grabbed the porridge on the nightstand.

"Pretending to be husband and wife also needs energy. So eat it, and take your medicine. Do I need a bribe?" I goose the bowl of porridge towards him. Mas Dipta finally woke up and leaned on the back of the bed. He received the bowl I gave him.

"Take the food, I put the spice sincerity in it." I stand up while standing up." It's your medicine, don't forget to drink." I remind you again mas Dipta while pointing a tray on the nightstand. There's medicine and a glass of water in there. I went out, let him eat by himself. How to know he's awkward when eating I keep watching.

"We're not pretending, we're real husband and wife. Our marriage is legal and religious. We just agreed not to interfere with each other's lives2." Said Mas Dipta when I got to the doorstep. I glanced at him for a moment, I just took a deep breath and I closed the door to his room.

As close as you are, you have so vehemently refused and forbade me from drawing near to you, but circumstances have made me unable to turn away from you. And what was that, agreed? Who said we agreed? Wasn't it just her own wish, without asking how I wanted it.