
"First you should not nyetuh my goods, because I most do not like if there are strangers who just touch my goods. Second, you have to silence our marital status, I do not want if people know that we are a married couple. Third, you can't go into my room. Fourth, if in front of the family we must behave as if our household life is good - fine and part. And the fifth, you can not regulate my life, I also will not forbid elo to do whatever you want. We are one roof, but you have to keep your attitude. We live each of our lives. You don't have to interfere in my business, and I will too. Don't be brave - how dare you deny my behavior to nyokap." said Farel insists the rules that must be obeyed Zaskia during his stay with him.
"Can I nego?"ask Zaskia.
"Ck, you think I'm selling."
"Please this time, my request is not much" said Zaskia trying to persuade Farel.
"What?" ask Farel.
"For the fifth rule, I think it needs to be changed. I'm fine if you don't think of me as a wife, but please allow me to keep serving you. I can cook, count - count save our expenses. I can also wash, so you no longer need to pay for a washerman. Me either...."
"No, I don't want to change the rules I've made. What right you have..."
"If you don't want to spend money on me, it's okay, I still have money in savings. But permit me to be a good wife to you. I will follow all your will, but please fulfill one request for gospel time. You also have nothing to lose." this time the zaskia who cut Farel's speech, wait for all the rules that Farel made does not make sense. They are husband and wife, then what is the fifth rule made for?
"It's right you." Farel left Zaskia's room, took the keys to the car on the table, and put on his jacket. Walk out to the apartment door. Zaskia did not know where her husband was going. In accordance with the rules established by Farel, Zaskia has no right to interfere in Farel's affairs.
Zaskia smiled, this time she won.
"I know you hate me, but I'm not gonna let you hate this marriage, Rel." Zaskia said quietly.
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After the Maghrib prayer, Zaskia rushed to the kitchen. Zaskia opens the fridge intending to cook dinner for herself and Farel. Capitalized vegetables and chicken meat, Zaskia flavor he will cook vegetable soup only.
Cooking is certainly an easy thing for Zaskia, she is accustomed to helping her mother in kitchen affairs.
Zaskia began to wash the meat and vegetables, after which she cut them into small pieces. After the hot boiled water, Zaskia put the piece in, added a little spice, then tasted it, and then tasted it,
" It's nice, it's fitting." said Zaskia.
While waiting for the soup to mature, Zaskia went to the living room, checking whether Farel had come home or not.
"Farel where, huh? From the afternoon has not come home." murmured Zaskia.
Zaskia turned to Farel's room, her husband's black suitcase still lying in front of the door, her position was still the same as it was this afternoon.
Zaskia went to the kitchen to turn off the stove and poured her chicken soup into the bowl and served it to the dining table. While waiting for her husband to come home Zaskia intends to tidy up Farel clothes that are still in the suitcase.
"I'm not neat, huh? Want how this too right, it has become my obligation. But what if Farel gets angry? It must be me who will be sprayed by him." murmured Zaskia who hesitated to unpack Farel's suitcase.
"Jaudah bismillah, I hope Farel does not go bismillah" said Zaskia, starting to approach the suitcase.
"Why are you?"
Zaskia turned her body, looking at Farel who was now staring with a flat but piercing look.
"It's anu, I just want to rap...."
"Don't talk to me again!"snapped Farel.
"I want to tidy your clothes into the closet" said Zaskia quickly without pause.
"Just a day as a wife, it's getting sassy lo, huh?!" farel stared at Zaskia.
"I'm just ma..."
"Not many reasons! Don't you forget the same rules I made this afternoon? I think you're getting here, getting more and more, huh?!" farel said, he smiled lightly, looking at Zaskia from top to bottom.
"What dream did I have last night, can you marry a rich girl? Not my type." he said again.
"We are husband and wife, can't you appreciate me a little?" zaskia asked, biting her lower lip, her eyes began to look glassy. He tried to hold back the tears that would soon come down to wet his cheeks.
"Lo must remember one thing, we are husband and wife only limited to the kerta. The rest, we are strangers who never know each other. We got married because we had to, not because of love!" reply Farel.
"Emmm... If that's what you think, I'm fine. Let's have dinner, Rel. I was cooking just now." said Zaskia trying to change the topic of conversation that she thought was very wrong.
"I was laper, but after I saw your face, my appetite was gone. And you don't have to be good at gini. Free, because I won't look at you one bit! So you don't have to be hard - it's hard to take my heart, just assume you don't have a husband." said Farel.
"Lo get out, get on my way!" farel exclaimed walking and deliberately nudged Zaskia on the shoulder.
BRAKKKK
Farel slammed the door of his room, causing Zaskia to close her eyes in fear.
"Lo's a whiny, Zaskia"
Zaskia can't cry, she can't be seen in front of Farel. Zaskia will fight for her marriage, Zaskia will fight for her love and will make Farel love her. The girl just needs to be patient, pray and try. He believes God has arranged his way of life, Zaskia is the main character, God is the one who rules everything.
"Have I gone too far, just now?" farel asked the monologue in the room, Farel looked very agitated, he condemned his stupidity that spoke harshly to Zaskia. I don't know why this fucking marriage makes his emotions multiply many times. What else is the status he holds now, so Farel is sick of it. He hates his own lifelike hand line, ending with Zaskia who becomes an outlet of his anger.
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