Feel It in Your Heart, My Husband

CHAPTER 31

Tonight is the last night Husna slept in a house that has been in residence in the last 8 months.

At this time the girl was seen busy with some suitcases that began to be filled with goods that will be brought to the country where she will study.

As it dissolved into the bustle, the girl's ears faintly caught the sound of a car just entering the grounds.

Husna tried to ignore the husband who had just returned from nowhere. Because ever since she saw Amanda kissing the guy right after they kissed, it really broke her heart. To make the situation between them even more complicated.

"Tok, tock, tock."

Husna was shocked by the sound of knocking from outside the room.

The girl's forehead clung, she tried to think about whether to open the door or not.

"Itik, open the door! I know, if you haven't slept."

This time the sound of a knock was also accompanied by a call.

Husna had no choice, with shaky steps he walked towards the door, pulled the handle and looked at the man in front with a question mark.

"Quick say what's up! I'm busy!"

The girl immediately turned her eyes away, as Mikhail was also looking at her.

Without excuse the man pushed Husna's shoulder so she could enter. Husna flinched, he immediately followed Mikhail's step inside and quickly held the man's arm.

"What is a laculant?"

Husna asked with fierce eyes.

Mikhail lifted the corner of his lips, then sat himself in the bed.

Husna's eyes widened when watching the crazy action of the husband.

"Mas, this is my room, so don't enter carelessly without asking permission first. Come out while I can still be polite."

Husna drove away by pointing towards the door.

Mikhail pulled the woman's hand and fell on the bed. He swiftly locked the tiny body with his feet and hands.

"I think you understand religion better than I do! Doesn't a husband need no permission to enter his wife's own room?"

Mikhail started playing the long hair of the girl who was downstairs.

Husna became misbehaved, various mixed emotions in his chest at this moment. There is nervousness, annoyance, shame and other feelings that can not be interpreted continues to vibrate violently making irregular breath.

"When did he admit that I was his wife?"

Inner asked.

The girl tried to rebel, she wriggled to the right and left while hoping that the man's lock on her body could be released.

"Mas, don't be rude. Unhand me!"

He said with a blushing face.

"Why, are you ashamed? I just want to tell you a story, because at the end of this you look indifferent and sell expensive."

The man started to draw his face closer.

"Mas, please don't be like this! If you want to talk, just say it! But let me go first!

Husna was begging.

Mikhail could not bear to look at Husna's face. He landed a kiss on the forehead, then immediately sat down.

A slightly shaken Husna immediately got up and walked slightly away from the bed.

"A, what are you doing?"

He asked with nervousness that began to haunt. He tried to make a face full of anger to cover up his wrong behavior.

"I just slightly kissed you. Why are you so angry? Sit down!"

The man patted the side of the bed next to him with a face that still looked calm.

"Tell me what you want to talk about, and get out of here!"

Husna remained stupefied standing in place.

"Alright, I just want you to give me the address where you live there."

Mikhail spoke as he put his feet up on the bed and began to lean back.

The girl's eyes narrowed. He was amazed to see the action of the husband who was more courageous.

"What did you ask for my address?

Ask probing.

"Don't go to PD first! I asked him to send you letters that you might need to sign."

Said relaxed.

"What does divorce papers mean?"

Inner Husna interrupted.

"Well, I'll WA!"

Husna walked to the door and opened it wide.

"Now come out!"

Dispel the girl in a flat tone.

Mikhail looked at Husna for a moment. Then he continued to break his body.

"Tonight is our last night together.

So I'm gonna sleep here with you."

The man hugged the bolster and began to close his eyes.

"Please don't joke. Tomorrow my plane leaves in the morning, so I need a break."

Husna continued to pull as hard as he could. But Mikhail's body did not shift in the slightest, instead he looked relaxed while closing his eyes enjoying the moment of his wife's current annoyance.

"Mas!"

Husna let go of the man's hand in despair.

"Well, I'm sleeping here. Let me move out!"

Husna walked around the bed to get a pillow.

"Is it hard to sleep on the side? I'm not gonna touch you. It's just a reminder, that we've been married."

Mikhail held back the pillow that Husna had just grabbed.

"No need, because I don't want to remember."

Husna pulled the object rough until Mikhail's grasp slipped off. After that he walked to the door.

"Get out if you can!"

Mikhail first arrived and locked the door, then put it in the front pocket of his pants.

"Mas, what the fuck are you!"

Husna stared with a ready-to-war look.

Mikhail shrugged and went back to walking the basket, not even answering the angry words of his wife.

"Mas, give me the keys back."

Husna approached while holding hands at the man who had returned to lay his body in the place earlier.

"Take it if you dare!"

Mikhail supine.

"Lick,"

Husna's chest began to be irregular, the woman's face was also red. He could not imagine how he could take the key that was in the man's forbidden area.

"A, I can't. Quickly return!"

Husna stuttered.

"If you can't, it's your business."

Mikhail tilted his body and began to close his eyes.

Husna could only be silent on the spot, he stared at the man's back in annoyance.

"I'm just arguing with him. Let's just say this is the last day he pisses me off."

Husna took a breath and walked back to the place where her suitcase was, continuing the work that had been delayed.

It only took a few minutes for Husna to finish all the items in the closet and dresser. The girl was still glued to the object where the storage of clothes that already looked empty.

There was sadness that came back when he imagined tomorrow he would leave the house and leave the man sleeping in his current bed.

"Tests, tests."

The girl's tears fell without excuse, she quickly wiped them away before they broke up. Reminds him back to his heart that everything will be fine.

"I'm sorry for my attitude all along. I know I can't be a good husband to you."

Suddenly the man had wrapped his hands around Husna's waist, and he had his head on her shoulder.

Either because it was in a state of sadness or maybe moved by the words of apology that came out of the husband's mouth, making Husna unable to hold back her crying.

The girl's shoulders are getting up and down in rhythm with the stuffing when reminiscing about her fate that will somehow be like what her future.

Mikhail twisted Husna's body and buried the girl into the chest. Cuddle his head with affection. As if I were going to say that everything would be fine.

"Learn hard, and reach your goals! I'll make sure everything goes according to its path."

Mikhail landed a warm kiss on Husna's forehead.

While the girl just kept sobbing while holding her husband's waist, she could no longer even speak a single word.

"Rest! Tomorrow Mama and Papa will drive you to the airport. Sorry I can't come."

Whisper Mikhail again, he broke his embrace and walked towards the door to pass from there immediately. Mikhail did not want his wife to see tears that were also no longer able to be contained.

He walked into the opposite room and spilled a sense of tightness by sitting on the bed while covering his face with both hands.

Mikhail did not intend to take the wife to the airport, because he would not be able to see the woman go.

The fear of the heart that will be hurt when staring at the woman's back when walking away, makes her not dare to see the departure of Husna who has been for some time breaking into the fabric of her soul niche.

Mikhail kept telling his heart that everything would be fine. It only took him a while to get used to the absence of the woman in the next room.

The man is sure, from tomorrow he will be able to live life calmly without the shadow of the woman he once hated so much.

But that has not been realized the existence of the term, when it was not just felt.

Mikhail had no idea when the woman left then his life would not be the same anymore. The pain of separation is a disease for which there is no cure. Love cannot be killed just like that.

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