BLACK PEARL'S
CHAPTER 24
بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم
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I woke up when I heard someone rumble, looking to the right side to find his face in cold sweat he was rumbling with a panic-stricken hoarse voice.
“no.. no.. no...” he cried in sleep, I still looked at him.
“not me. who killed him. not me.. no.. not me. I am not.. I. he killed himself. not me.” Racau added ngawur and panic. He tightened the embrace on my waist as the panic began to affect the full range of injuries it had not stopped. I rubbed his head gently, occasionally landing a kiss on his forehead.
“not you who killed him not you. just a dream.. calm down.. and wake up” said me gently right in his ear. I prayed until he felt calm again in his sleep. The hug loosened a little then its breath that hunted back to normal.
I patted his upper arm slowly so that he would return to sleep, I looked at his face which held a puzzle that I had to solve myself. And being a PR for me, determined in my heart to change him to be closer to god. ‘help yarabb servant’do in my heart with a strong determination no matter if later I will also be dragged in his wounds, too, most importantly my husband returned to the purpose he was created by God.
‘I have not created jinn and men but that they may worship me.’(QS ADZ DZARIYAT: 56)
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Time went by so quickly, the final exam of this semester was over. And it doesn't feel like my marriage to Mr. My husband, he's been walking for 2 months. I know a little about him. About him being possessive of me when I came home that night due to a booming assignment from campus, and his eagle eyes were looking at me sharply because not preaching it made him wait uneasily, he said, angry indeed but he did not overflow it and I just knew if he was angry no longer vent it to me but by injuring himself. Like that time when he hurt me. Aunt Maggie said she punched a wall until she hurt her hand, and the same thing she did made me feel guilty and shocked of course. Then he bought me an expensive phone that's famous now, even imagining having it never. Ituloh logo apple bitten with camera 4 behind it.
About him being insomniac and waking up in the middle of the night from a dream I knew. He would gulp red and white wine and sometimes beer plus sleeping pills, it made me worry about his situation and when he was in that state he did not return to our room and chose to sleep in his study. The reason I just found out from Aunt Maggie too, my husband no longer wanted to hurt me again in such a mess and drunken state. Huft.
Then about him forcing, spicy fir like boncabe, and his orders that must be obeyed, yap with a cold flat attitude frozen like an ice wall it still remains the same. At this young age of marriage he also changed quite a bit, when he wanted to do things ‘it’ he always asked me, do not expect there will be romantic speech like a movie, as he wanted to do it, he asked her to be in a meeting. Yes, he is my husband who is now holding me and stepping closer to me who sits in the back garden chair of our beautiful house. He kissed me but I turned my face away.
“smoking I don't like. You have the heart to make me follow the pain of nicotine it” I said gently, making him sigh heavily and choose to sit next to me. And one more thing is his habit in this improved relationship of ours. He always kissed me suddenly and without excuse. I looked at him for a while and then I lay my head down in the room and he held me warm with his head resting on top of my head.
“I don't like” I protested
“apanya?’ tanyanya did not understand.
“I don't like you smoking, taking sleeping pills and getting drunk
reassert.
“I'm used to” the answer is relaxed and calm.
“I am ready to be your champion, but no longer with your bad habits, cigarettes, sleeping pills, and drunkenness, 3 things that will be bad as you age” said I, looking into his eyes seriously, and vice versa.
“I can't do that. Hurting you again like I used to is one thing I have regretted for the rest of my life. And also everything is not that easy and not only about the impingement of lust sexs.
“then from that explain it to me, so that I understand!” sue me, he just kept quiet and didn't respond and stared ahead and ignored me. Yes as usual I was disappointed again, my efforts were in vain, but just relax I will not give up on this, for him and for his sake, myself and also our household.
“I want you to be healthy, cradle our baby with your strong body, train him on a bike and me..”.
“your thinking is too far” cut it with a tense face look and look objectionable.
“loh notkok. is not every family complete with children, let alone me. I want to be the mother of our children. must be funny.” I said by imagining a little future neighbors have a baby must be very funny, let alone I imagine his face looks like this flat weather but handsome youh yes.he.. until I realized his eyes were looking at me sharply.
“never discuss this with me !” he got angry and left me. She's why, why she's angry she did that to me but doesn't want to have children. Then why does he do it routinely, it could be that he will grow in my stomach but why does he not want me to think about this. Why?”
One more puzzle that I have to solve, my head is dizzy I don't know when the puzzle about the blowing has not been solved.
TB
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