Love Screen

Chapter 1 Marriage

In the corner of the living room looks a man with glasses sitting cross-legged reading the Qur'an eloquently he read it does not feel these tears come out just like that.

O Allah, this is what you sent for me, but I ignored it without regard to its existence.

He's my husband Evan Sanjaya the man who married me because of our parents' agreement.

To this day of the year we were married I never talked to him every time he asked me only answer as necessary. As much as possible I became the best wife for her even though this heart is not yet hers.I always prepare provisions for her to prepare breakfast every day , ' he said ,when he calls me I always come quickly he knows I don't love him but he's so patient with my arrogant attitude to love him.

"Dik "called him broke my daydream.

"Yes" my jawbku short

" tomorrow mas will go to bandung for office duty can wake me up lbh morning"

" yes well" I replied briefly

"Thank you, go to sleep I'll be here"

Without saying immediately I left my husband.I put my body in my bed oh lbih precisely our mattress even though I do not love him but I do my duty as a wife.

The sound of the alarm woke me oh yes last night I set the time at 3 because mas evan will leave early to fulfill his duties.

Struggled I walked into the kitchen, O Allah, the man fell asleep with his mushaf.

There is a little kasian in this heart when it wants to wake him up

"Let's go "my wife after I finish preparing breakfast immediately I get a blanket for her I look fixed my husband's face there is a stroke of sadness.

I will immediately prepare breakfast and supplies for him. And then I'll wake him up.

Alhamdulilah breakfast is finished before the morning adhan reverberate.

"Wake up" my voice began to wake her up" thank you"

As soon as he went to the bathroom to clean his body after fulfilling his duty, he was indeed a good priest but why is this heart God.

" dik I kebandung for 1 week ask bik surti to accompany you"

Well, this one is for you to bring"

"Thank you assalamu'alaikum"

"Wa'alaikum salam" I replied

I rushed forward to deliver

I kissed the back of his hand and he kissed me on the forehead. He waved at me, I just smiled.

After the car passed and was not seen immediately I entered the house and took my salary I pressed the button to call the surti bik to accompany me like evan's mas message this morning.

It's been 3 days mas evan away from me I don't know what feeling this there is something strange to me I feel there is less d this house feels lonely when there is a surti bik. I take my salary is not there messages from mas evan usually mas evan always meet my salary whether it's an unimportant question in my opinion but why it's been 3 days he did not give me a kabr

I'm really confused I'm afraid my finger starts typing a word "mas"

There was no reply from mas evan I tried to call him connected thank God my mind is relieved

" hello" came the voice of the woman who picked up the phone.

Who is this woman to me in my heart why my legs are limp and my mouth can't say a word what's wrong with me.

"Hallo" the woman repeated her kata2

This mouth is still locked, God, who is he with my husband

My feet trembled to step into my chest, painfully holding back the tightness that filled my rong.

"Non" call bik surti to wake me up.

"Non why" he asked back

"It's okay 2 can auntie carry me to the room" I said in a raucous voice

Replied bibik with a nod.

Until in the room I put this lemar body in my bed of solitude. These tears were dripping on endlessly wanting me to stop it but could not