Dusk Belongs Opium

POV Dusk

I was surprised when Brother Told me about the many Proposals that came for me but refused subtly because he did not feel there was no right to set Freedom in looking for a Companion.

For Brother Says, Seek your own happiness which does not burden your mind if it takes you and always leads to the right path and accepts All Your Lacks .

Brother reminds me that in seeking a Companion, one must seek to be close to God, even obedient to God .

But 'bout ,

It was just a big sister's Advice that in the end I couldn't find a Companion Candidate who was in accordance with my own wishes .

Papa and Mama have chosen me a Husband even makes me a Wife of a Man who is Who and should be a Son of Aunt Rani and Om Andi Good Friends Papa and Mama.

It sucks, Why my destiny should be like this ... Is it because I got Karma for always refusing to open my heart to another Man just because of the Deep Trauma.

" O God, how should I accept this fact will even begin where it came from . I've been a Wife People even married people don't come looking for me ".

Then Brother tried to understand me again with his Religious Knowledge about being a good Wife for Husband.

Brother Says, If a Girl is married then it is mandatory for her law to serve all the needs of Husband, For example Serving In Kitchen, Well and Mattress .

I was shocked when I heard the last word that Brother Awan mentioned.

Mattresses ? Yeah, I don't know why my mind leads to a Husband Wife relationship and damn it I imagine it too .

" Sister, what is the law if I refuse to serve my husband ?". I asked Brother Awan.

Hm , Maybe my question makes me feel amused myself can ask in that direction .

Brother explained, May I refuse it if in the state of coming months or again sick .

I was a little relieved, though still scared.

My sister reminded me once again about being a good wife to her husband.

For a moment, I thought about my husband ? What is it now .

Then I thought again of her actions which I think left her duty as a husband, it made me hate her even more.

I grabbed my own hair because my mind was full and almost frustrated.

" Abkhhhh... ". I screamed in the room.

" He married me already 5 months, where has he been ? Hah, Basic Men are not gentle . She thinks a Wedding can be made to mess what ". Since then I have been monologuing and always cursing at my Husband.

Kak Awan came to me again to invite me to Isya Prayer.

" KrekKrekk ". The sound of my stomach being caused by the Worm Society who were protesting inside to tell me to eat so that they could all calm down.

Since returning from College, I was immediately shocked and entered the Room .

Lock myself up and calm myself down.

We perform Isya prayers as usual.

Brother Awan will lead us who become his Master.

I hope that my Husband has a gentle and loving nature like Brother Awan and not rude .

Instantly I remembered the Viral News of an Artist who looked Romantic even bucin experienced KDRT by Her Husband.

My daydreams were spoiled because Mama made me realize to immediately prepare to pray with Khusyuk.

" Bismil was bornrohmanirrohim may my destiny be in accordance with my Expendas during this time ". I said in my heart before Kak Awan started leading the Prayer.