Handsome Husband Wife Unapparent

Am I that bad?

"You don't deserve to know you're not Mr. Riko's wife. Look at your face, there is no beauty! Discuss there!"

"Yes, it's inappropriate. More our-our panties. More fashionable and not your kayak village."

Naila just silently lowered her face. He did not answer even looking angry to hear the newly known woman insulting him. For a few weeks, people have said that to him. Naila tried to be immune to all of their words.

"Hey, it's ugly, budeg again. Are you mute too?"

Naila steps away leaving the two women still visibly angry with her. Let the woman scream at him. In fact, there were many people who crowded to see the free spectacle due to his screams. Naila does not want herself to be part of a drama made by a woman who is completely unknown to her.

Tracing the street of shops, Naila ignored their gaze. Naila went to the parking lot, drove her motorbike back home.

Open the door, go straight back to the bathroom and clean yourself up. He headed for the bedroom, breaking down, closing his sleepy, tired eyes. Naila tried to take a nap to relieve the pain in her head.

However, his eyes were not willing to compromise. His mind recalls what happened a few weeks ago. The reason many unknown people insulted him. Even impressed to berate him. A photo of her and her husband at the same time in a tourist spot uploaded someone she did not know at all. Photos that clearly show the faces of Riko and Naila, with a caption that is very painful.

'The mismatched pair. His wife is not worthy to be with her handsome husband. Where's the science of pellets from, huh? Haha ....'

Such is the caption of the status circulating on social media. There is also a youtube version. Complete and as if the intention wanted to drop his pride. And the netizens commented without using feelings. Comments that harass and make it as a joke material.

And before long, all uploads are deleted by the culprit. However, the photos and videos that have been uploaded for several hours, have already received thousands of hurtful comments. Not to mention his face was already spread on social media.

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The night ....

"Sorry, yes, Naila. I came home late. There was a big celebration at the office. Have you eaten, honey?"

Riko approached Naila who was sitting in front of the dressing table. Hugging his wife from behind, kissing her head. Riko knew his wife was sad. Seen from the grains of tears that wet the cheeks.

"Why did you choose me? Aren't there many other women who deserve to be your wife? Why, Mas? Even I'm often yelled at by people for not being worthy of being with you. I'm sad, I'm tired ...."

Naila spoke without changing her sitting position. She would rather not look at her husband's face. Naila knew, Riko would be angry with her question. The question is always repeated, no matter how many times.

Riko turned Naila's body to face her. The man then knelt to align his body with the woman he loved so much. Naila was silent, with a sobbing sound.

Riko tried to comfort Naila, this time she was no longer angry as usual. Riko believes there is something Naila hasn't told her. His wife did not usually cry like she is now. Although Naila often asks the same question, this time his wife looks very sad.

Naila looked at Riko's face. Her husband is a very handsome man. Tall and sturdy body with clean skin. While Naila herself has a very simple face, eyes, nose, lips, everything is nothing special, the color of her skin is not as white as Riko, petite and also not tall. When walking alone with her husband, Naila felt very uncomfortable with people looking at them.

"No need, Mas. Let it go, do not waste time and material looking for the culprit. What they say is true, too."

Riko grabbed the body of his beloved wife. Carrying her and putting Naila's body into their bed. Naila was silent, her husband could always comfort her when her heart was suffering. Riko will also please his wife with a special game.

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Smooth snoring was heard, a sign that Riko had fallen asleep. Unlike Naila, his eyes still did not want to be closed. His mind still remembered the incident earlier this afternoon. Shy, angry, naughty, mixed into one. Is her face so bad? Doesn't he deserve to be with Riko? We don't even know who we're dating. Is not all God who has outlined it? So many questions in his head. Making dizziness more and more hit. Naila tries to be friends with the situation. Trying to ignore all the events that put a heavy burden on his mind. Closing his eyes, calming his heart, trying to maintain the sanity of his soul.

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"Darling, are you sick?" Riko looked at Naila who was still sleeping with a blanket covering her entire body. Riko had just opened her eyes and usually before dawn, Naila had already taken a bath first.

"No idea, Mom. My head is so dizzy, I seem to have a fever. I was taking medication. Go pray first, I take a short break before taking a shower."

Riko kissed his wife's warm forehead. Walk her feet to the bathroom, clean her body, go to the mosque near the house to perform morning prayers.

Naila walked slowly towards the bathroom, the cold was piercing to the bones in her body. But he had to take a big shower, purify himself. He forced himself to bathe and shampoo in the morning blind. To perform his duty to the Creator.

After the dawn prayer, Naila re-enveloped her entire body. His head was very dizzy, and his body felt weak. Riko, who had just returned from the mosque, approached his wife who was wrapped in a blanket.

"Darling, I had a shower. Want to eat what? Let me buy it after this." Riko looked at his wife's face, her cheeks back wet from tears. Riko suspects his wife is still sad, the pain may be due to depression.

Riko lay beside Naila, tightly hugging her petite wife's body. Naila's brow pecked, lovingly Riko kissed his wife's thin lips.

"Alright, Honey. Don't think about it anymore. If your heart continues to feel pain, your physical also hurts. I'm sad to see you like this, please don't let your heart hurt too deeply."

Naila was silent, she heard her long breath. In a soft voice, Naila asked, "Mas, should we just get a divorce?"