Extraordinary Husband (The Awesome Husband)

Is It So Hard to Learn to Love?

Is falling in love a fun thing? No, it hurts. His fingers continued to slice the food, cooking thoroughly, not allowing the food to seep in the slightest. Tissue swept the lip of the plate slowly, revealing the starry hotel-style food.

Unable to sleep at all, Tomy prepared everything expressionlessly. He smiled and laughed in front of his wife. I don't want that woman to feel guilty about him.

If your happiness is achieved because of my presence. I won't stand in your way, so just let me be happy for a minute...

"Frea woke up.." the forehead was frowned upon again, waking the sleeping woman. The woman who started to sit with her beautiful face, smilingly looked at him.

It might be the feeling you hide when I kiss your lips first. Trying to love me, just because of a marriage that torments you? Consider me a sister, even though I am younger than you. Please don't feel uncomfortable, if I kiss your forehead...

Tomy's face was smiling, cautious in every action. Not wanting to leave a bad impression on the first warmth he encountered in this world. Not wanting to leave a bad impression on the fingers that filled his hungry stomach 17 years ago.

The woman's face smiled again, enjoying her homemade food. Tomy was stunned again, putting food into his mouth, at least for today he did not eat alone.

I'm happy, at least today I'm not...

"Why did you buy so much? Where did you get the money?" tanya Frea noticed the stuff piling up in her apartment. Kitchen needs, various items in the bathroom, detergents, pasta and toothbrushes, all like in stock by him.

A small hole in the wall, even patched it, almost the entire place was repaired and tidied up by her husband.

"For stock, we have to stock things like ants, prepare for the dry season." Those are the only words that come out of Tomy's mouth, laughing.

I save for you, live happily with her. Sorry, it has become a burden and a hindrance to you...

Frea chewed her food, sighing harshly, considering Gea's condition had improved, but was still hospitalized. The woman glanced at her husband who was eating quietly.

"Tomy, tonight I have to teach again. I'm sorry, I haven't been able to go out to dinner with you yet." she said smiling, lying again.

If I'm not around, there's no need to be afraid to hurt me. No need to lie anymore, isn't it just your body here? Only the principle of marriage holds you back from staying. Sorry, I hurt you...

Tomy put the spoon in his hand, tried to smile at Frea, "It's okay, take care of your health, get enough sleep, don't forget to eat," he said, hiding everything, ruffling Frea's hair.

Frea smiled at him, wanting to kiss her husband's lips still down while enjoying his food. A kiss like a paddler to him. Starting, though? Too embarrassing for Frea.

Tomy just smiled at her, joking as if nothing had happened, her physical contact was avoided. Changed? From the outside it is the same, but like there is a different and block in the smile of her husband.

***

Today is Gea's seventh day of hospital stay. Exactly the third time was also his lie to Tomy.

Office clothes were still worn by a young man, silent in the company car. Waiting for Frea to come home from work, he still hoped he would be contacted to pick up his wife.

However, his wife walked towards the toy store, buying a fairly large teddy bear. Stand in front of the store, until the man comes again.

Right, Vincent picked her up, opened the car door for Frea. Her tears dripped again, enduring the tightness, what was the point of having a body but not having a heart? Just gonna hurt each other, lie hide everything.

Tomy's fingers held her steering tightly, expressionless, like a silent doll shedding tears. Anger is useless. His hands raised as if he wanted to touch the sunlight that began to sink revealed an orange light, between the high-rise office buildings.

One more day, please make me happy... Smile at you one last time...

***

Frea is still playing with Gea whose condition is now much better. Occasionally, waiting for a message from her husband, but the phone voice is too quiet. Not a single message came in.

Until Frea gave up trying to first send a message to her husband.

'Tomy, have you eaten?' that's the content of the pleasant message he sent. Hope Tomy will reply enthusiastically as usual.

Before long, a message came in, 'Have, eat a lot. Can you come home tonight? We eat together,'

Frea clenched his forehead, glancing at Gea who was concentrating on playing, 'I'll try, go home early, ' the reply sent.

***

"I love you." a smile rang on Tomy's face, silent in the car of the hospital parking lot.

I know everything about Gea and Vincent. But lying? Why cover everything. Maybe Frea was willing to hurt her. Tomy could only try to smile, staring at the lights lit up in every hospital room from afar.

Is it so hard to love me? I thought your heart was broken. But I was wrong, not to lose love for me, but to feel sorry for me...

***

The room light was not switched on, sitting on the floor by the bed. Slowly walk towards the balcony. Standing there for more than an hour, wishing his wife would come home soon, and saying she already loved him.

Just a wish, right? Balcony directly opposite the entrance to the apartment parking. The car was seen again, Tomy was silent, leaning on the apartment curtains.

No one is aware of its existence. Frea smiled, but not a smile for her, waving to Vincent who drove her home.

Tomy was still silent from the balcony. Frea loosened her head, looking at her husband's expressionless face from down there.

Somehow assuming her husband later, Frea immediately walked quickly pressing the elevator button, towards her apartment. Opening the access code, go inside his room.

The young man still looked silent, not facing himself. Stare blankly at the balcony.

"Tomy, I accidentally met Vincent while waiting for a taxi in the judo training area. So, don't.." Frea's lying words stopped.

"Can't you see him again?" his door, still looking towards the balcony, did not directly look at his wife's eyes.

"I have nothing to do with him. We're just friends." Frea assured her husband.

"Can't you see him again?" Tomy repeated his words.

"We're just friends, there's never any feeling. You trust me, don't you?" frea asked back, walking over to her husband.

"I trust you," Tomy smiled again as usual, looking up at his wife.

Slowly walk up to Frea, kiss her forehead, "Get in the shower, then take a break, take care of your health." she said walking to the bed, laying down.

"Today is so exhausting!! There's a bald man nagging in the streets. When a mother-mother kings the street, put the lights turn to the right, but instead turn to the left. They quarrel. Wrong mothers, angry more fierce, want to grab and scratch bald people. But since his head is bald, the street king can only claw,"

"But that's not the interesting part. I almost hit the sidewalk because of the glare from the reflection of sunlight from the shiny head of the bald man. It was really bright like a street lamp." said Tomy laughing, like to melt the atmosphere.

Frea began to smile, sitting on the edge of the bed, laughing again listening to the babbling of her husband's story.

The beautiful laughter that the young man would remember was unceasingly making jokes. Wishing her last day in the apartment, would feel wonderful, hoping it would be her remembered happiness.

***

A few hours passed, Frea had fallen asleep. Tomy started to get up, made breakfast. Put notes on the table.

The sun was still not up, the young man drove his car to the beach. Sitting on top of the reef, a cold wind hit his skin. His hands are stretched out again when the sun rises slowly, "I miss you.." he said to the sun which began to show a thin light.

For some reason, this is my last chance to eat a table with you. But I want to miss it, maybe because I don't want to cry in front of you. To ask you to love me, to return only to get compassion from your heart. Is it so hard to learn to love me...

After a few hours his car drove back, towards the apartment area. Walk quickly expectantly. Expectantly? This may be her last hope, Frea will be waiting for her at home, saying she already loves him.

However, no one, a message entered his phonecell with the sender's name 'My wife'.

'I'm sorry, I have to rush to the store. So no time for breakfast, later I promise to go home early,'

Phonecell is deactivated by it, Frea will lie again. As expected, Tomy tidied up all the leftovers, put them in the fridge.

His large backpack that had not been perfectly dismantled, he grabbed. Folding a paper from a notebook that he ripped, after previously written something. Fold it in the shape of a stork, put it on the dining table.

Surrender? Within a month he had given up. Not because of the fading love, or the hurt in his heart. However, if it persists, Frea will not be happy. Living a lie because of his pity.

The backpack that was filled with clothes, in not much quantity, had been on his back.

"Sister, I let you go." he muttered, closing the apartment door, trying to smile. The sunlight that penetrated the apartment door began to fade, as the door closed.

The room was dark again, and quiet. The apartment full of laughter and jokes from the married couple then again feels gloomy. Only the roar of the AC machine and the refrigerator was heard. Just like before, when Tomy has not been present interferes with Frea's life.

The noisy youth who kept teasing her, disappeared without realizing it..

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