Love Because of Obligation

Concern 1

**Aira

It turns out that being a wife is not easy, like the stories I often read. I am between two parties who have different views, but I cannot distinguish between the two and I will not be able to unite the two.

On the one hand I have an obligation to obey family rules to get support so that I am not excluded from them while on the other hand I have a responsibility to maintain the integrity of my relationship with my husband for my future.

My husband who feels insecure when gathering with my family members always keeps his distance even when there is a family event, if I persuade him that there is me who is scolded. if my family asks, I must find a reason that they can accept even if they have to lie...

I need a husband who loves me and cares about my family....

"Come, please make me drink..." Aira did not hear Anwar's orders.he was still sitting on his alphabet.

"Moor..." Anwar approached Aira shrugging Aira's shoulders helping her stand up. Aira was so shocked that her face turned red and felt a little frightened.

"It's late, I'll be late for work..." Anwar helps fold his alphabet and Aira opens and puts a face. "i.iya, mas"

Aira went to the kitchen to make a cup of milk coffee and immediately brought it to the room because Anwar was used to making morning coffee in the room before leaving for work.

happy to have a wife, sleep accompanied, want to eat or coffee made.nysel really I am late to marry. whispered Anwar in the heart.

"Mas, I'll be home in the afternoon, yeah," Aira finished making her bed.

"Don't do his job, there are other employees..." Anwar took his last cup of coffee.

"no, I don't have any activities at home..." Aira sulks to help Anwar tidy up his shirt.

"It's important that you take care of our children..." Anwar stroked Aira's stomach which was bigger than usual.cup.do not forget to kiss Aira's forehead before leaving the room.

Aira also released Anwar's departure to the front porch and then prepared to leave for school with in between Sifa.

**anwar

I don't know why I haven't been able to make Aira happy, even though I've planted my seeds in her womb, whether she's not ready or because of her family's demands.

Like her I have to work harder and save up to buy a house so that Aira is more comfortable with me, if now my comfort and Aira is only limited to the door of the room and soon she will also be the mother of my son.

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Days passed the months changed, Aira's stomach grew bigger but his weight was only 50kg. His face was getting pale and I say every check his blood pressure is always low... but Aira always tried to be strong to live it..

Now the age of pregnancy Aira entered the 6th month, after praying Isya with Anwar want to express his intentions to Aira...

"Come on, let's sit here for a second..." Anwar patted the empty spot beside him.

"I'm tired, I want to rest mas.." Aira limply walked towards him after putting his prayer equipment.

"It's just for a minute, it's important..." Anwar sipped his coffee.

"What's wrong?" Aira asked curiously what her husband would say as long as Aira knew Anwar had never seen him this serious.

Anwar held Aira's hand warmly over her thigh, "i really hope you are happy with our marriage, Ai. and I am worried about our son.." he kissed Aira's hand.

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