Don't Blame Your Husband for Loving Me

Backward Alon-alon

This morning Sella woke up earlier than usual, after struggling with all the thoughts and feelings accompanied by tears, now she decided to strongly mengikhlaskan. Try as much as possible to rise from the slump, releasing the taste that has been wrong so far.

Maybe he should not be present between the two, aware of the status that is clearly real, not even walking against the direction. It is too compelling for circumstances that are even so painful.

Many say first love will not last, but it is true, the first love that should be memorable beautiful actually ended disappointed.

"Loh Sell, how come you've been tidy so early in the morning?" mamah Dimas glanced at the dining table that was complete with breakfast and coffee and drinks are neatly arranged.

"What time did you wake up, why is everything ready, Sell?" ask Mama again.

"I want to leave early Auntie, there is an unfinished task last night," Sella replied then took the bag and some books she had prepared on the dinner table.

"Have you had breakfast?"

"Udah Aunty, Sella left first yes Tan," said Sella, the girl said goodbye and kissed her hand in haste to make mamah Dimas scrunch his forehead feeling astonished.

After saying that Sella immediately set off to take her motorcycle to school, the streets this morning are still so quiet with the morning air so piercing that it makes Sella's body shiver a little.

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Mamah entered after repeatedly knocking on the door of the room without any answer from the owner.

"Dimas, wake up and it's noon!" Mamah walked to the balcony door and opened the curtain that covered until the sun directly pierced the eyes that had now begun to open.

"Mamah nich!" annoyed Dimas who is still very sleepy because last night can not sleep until the morning before he just fell asleep.

"Wake up! you'll have bad luck!"

"Yes," Dimas immediately darted into the bathroom.

After finishing with the ritual of cleaning himself, Dimas came out with a towel wrapped around his waist, his eyes glanced at the work clothes that had been neatly arranged on the edge of the bed.

"Tumben clock as soon as it's ready for clothes, usually just enter the room while chattering," Dimas' smile expands when imagining Sella who every morning prepares her office clothes with a nagging mouth.

Being squeezed out of the room to gather and have breakfast with the others, the man took a look at the contents of the cup which was already cold and this made him circulate a look for the figure of Sella who had not been seen since.

"Why Dim?" ask the mama who caught the restlessness of her son.

"Sella where's mah?"

"Sella's been gone since, son!" answer me with a sad face.

"Well, what about tumben mah?" Dimas looked surprised and also astonished then he glanced at his watch.

"Sella said there are unfinished tasks at work he said, maybe want to search the book first for references to do the task," replied mamah.

Already days after the incident that night Sella seemed to continue to avoid Dimas, it made Dimas had a cringe. There is no eye contact between the two what is physical contact.

There is always a way for Sella to avoid, occasionally meet but with conditions that do not allow for intense interaction, greeted replied, but in silence she will be more silent.

Dimas had thought if maybe Sella knew about his conversation with the papah the other day that made the girl retreat alon-alon, who was, though his intention was Dimas who wanted to end but even himself who was upset himself.

The heart is already linked but fate seems not to want to meet, smoothly has Sella's plan to give a safe distance but still carry out obligations. Every day Sella prepares food and takes care of all the needs of Dimas and home without anyone being missed. Sella does not want to because her attitude away from her impact her relationship with Rika to be chaotic.

"I want to talk to you Rika" Dimas said as Rika, who had just stepped out of the bathroom a few hours ago, arrived home.

"What's wrong, it seems important!"

Dimas stared at the wife he had been married to for two years, throwing away the ego for the good of his household, no more vibes when his gaze was locked, but it was more awkward when Rika's eyes that seemed to move restlessly.

"I want to fix our house!"

"And it's okay, what needs to be fixed, are you causing trouble?"

"I want you to stop working and take care of me, and give me a child, I want it to be like a wedding in general" Dimas said, and it made Rika instantly throw away her face.

"I don't want to! I am a career woman, not a housewife who usually only takes care of her husband at home and relies on everything that is given by her husband. Ok, mas can give me whatever I want, suffice my life without flaws, but I also have my own world mas. Why should we talk about this sich mas?"

"Indeed like that the nature of a wife Rika, doing her duty is not abandoning her husband!"

"I've never abandoned you!" rika's tone has begun to rise, she doesn't like Dimas interfering too much in her life and she doesn't want her freedom that she could be distracted.

"When did you ever take care of me? preparing a meal for me? preparing my work clothes? make me coffee? when?"

"Although not with my own hands but I never neglect it, your needs are always my number one right even though I told Sella to do it. So there's no reason you're not being dealt with by me!"

"Always Sella that you rely on, always Sella that you involve, actually that my wife is you or Sella?" snapped Dimas.

Chaos in the couple's room was able to penetrate the ears of his parents who had been just listening, the noise in the room also did not escape the hearing of Sella who was just sitting on the bed.

"From the beginning I've said, I don't want to mess with all the affairs of the house and you agree to it, after all, it's Sella who does the work, just assume because the people live with me."

"Don't talk you Rika!"

"What to look after? it's true and I don't want ya mas always fuss this problem, if you accept me for what it is me. Or are you still lacking in Sella's service? to make you angry like this? I'll talk to her to be better at taking care of my husband!"

Dimas shook his head hearing all sorts of Rika's chatter, he already seemed to not know Rika well.

"Okay all Sella, then if I ask the child, does it have to be with Sella?" snapped Dimas because his brain seemed to want to break in the face of Rika.

"Don't macem-macem you mas!" rika shouted "I've said, I don't want to have children, I don't want my body broken, I don't want to be confined to the house! whether you accept it or not, my determination is clear!"

"Your path is Rica! you're not the Rika I know, then what's the point of me staying this long for? you are no more than just a bed partner!"

"As much as you want to take me what, obviously I can't follow all your will, you can take a child from the orphanage or something else but don't ask from my womb!"

"OK if it wants you, don't blame me if I impregnate another woman!" Dimas immediately grabbed the jacket and car keys.

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"Please don't act outside your limits!"

"You made me like this!"

Rika tries her hardest to pull Dimas' body away, but Dimas violently brushes Rika's hand until Rika falls on the floor.

"I asked in a good way, but you broke all my expectations, don't blame me if I'm looking for something you never gave me!"