Married my Cousin

Section 5 Please Forgive

I woke up in a daze oh forgot I fell asleep from work, I see the clock shows at 2 am what mas Ibra still hasn't come home? Athaghfirullah I slept too long my head was so dizzy.

Cklekk...

I looked towards the door the man entered casually, then I got up from the bed when Ibra entered our gaze met I stopped him and went into the bathroom with a whiff.

Brakkk..

I saw a disheveled face and I didn't care that it hurt too much to think about whether he thought about my feelings. I finished the bath ritual I stepped out because my hungry stomach came out past the man and then stepped down into the kitchen after seeing Ibra my hunger was gone at the dinner table I saw no cooking looks like a bunch of jam topples, maybe Auntie's not cooking my mind. I was reluctant to go back to the room to choose to watch television in the family room but I was bored Rabb I forgot to do my duty as a Muslim I pat my forehead then I m nuju musola small close to the room Mother I rushed to work not to forget I had the opportunity to pour out my heart to the Khalik.

"Neng.." I heard my male voice calling out with a soft look of regret on his face but I still remained silent while waiting for dawn.

"Ma_ forgive me." I passed him about to go up but he first pulled my arm, I looked at him cynically.

"Please listen to me Neng,"

"No need to talk stale I want to go back to the room." when I left the clutches of his hands and climbed the stairs with a piece of Ibra's tail behind.

"Dek pardon mas well, this afternoon.mas ninggalin you."

"Hmm."

"You angry, huh?"

"Yes I'm angry I'm upset with you, you don't appreciate me and you appreciate me not anyway, how I feel I also have a heart I women have feelings."

Finally I'll put a burden on my heart if she appreciates this marriage why she's doing it.

I turned her back to pull the blanket all over my body, but ibra just kept silent not responding to the male base.

Suddenly he hugged me, kissed my head, whispered an apology I didn't respond at all while sobbing a little, because I was silent, Ibra came down from the bed and went to the bathroom, before long, she went back up to our bed with the same word.

"Dek pardon me." I stood silently without a word and I heard her soft snoring.

After the sound of the Adhan I woke up and my eyes did not catch the figure of my cousin's body.Maybe in the bathroom when I checked not find it, I all worship for the dawn prayer. When I got off, Enah was preparing breakfast.

"Non breakfast is ready!"

"Thank ya bi." ucaoku while sitting today I have my own breakfast I am still looking for mas Ibra where he is.

"What has become my duty Non" he said I smiled while chewing hungry once my stomach.

"Auntie see Ibra?"

"Well, isn't that good?" my aunt said I shrugged my shoulders.

"Maybe there's a rush of business." answered me blandly I'm not eager to chew while daydreaming I spend the food I've taken.

"So she wanted to go to the hospital in a hurry she said non."

"Oh! ehh! who is sick? I don't know yah. "

"A. anu Non is sick he said mba Rini." said Bi Enah terbata.

L'm...

"Oh." My appetite disappeared instantly I stopped my activities.

"Bi ask for a meal, make lunch in the office I want to get ready for work."

"Non good." he answered.

I rushed up to pick up my bag for a while and dropped my supplies ready at the dinner table I saw Bu Enah sweeping the yard.

"Non said Mother and Father they will not return quickly he said there is an event in the sumedang." said the woman who was the same age under my mother.

"Thank you, I'm leaving! Assalamualaikum."

"Waalaikumsalam." replied bi Enah. I drove my metic with medium speed to my work plan to go home from work I will go to Mama's house, just, the time was so fast I lost my job no problem today I relaxed a little and felt relieved when I remembered my husband my heart was scratched again. The hour came home I performed the Ashar prayer at the musola office and rushed home to Mama's house.

"Assalamu'alaikum."My words.

"Waalaikumsalam how do you go to Mama's house where is your husband?"

"Busy Mah" I replied, I experienced with reverence I hugged my mother tightly my longing was so great on Mama.

"Well what's wrong?" I held a hug to the woman who gave birth to me.

"You have a problem with Ibra? " i'm shaking.

"Against the fight? " i also shook my head

"Certainly? "

"I miss Mama, Grandpa and the others." I answered lying.

"Oh! Thought you were fighting and you didn't want to go back to your husband's house."

"Are you sure you don't miss this kid?"

"No puny! " while chuckling.

"Mama." my whine is spoiled.

"Marriage is still spoiled" said the grandfather who brought a cup of coffee, I experienced kissing the back of his hand with longing and I hugged Grandpa for a moment.

"There is a big project he said he still met the cake client, oh yes Ma! I let's get this here, ma."

"Would your husband's permission?"

"Mama! I have to permit that."

Platyakk! Mama hit me with a newspaper roll she was holding out of nowhere it was suddenly in her hand.

"Yes Mama."

"You're married to have your husband's permission!" I pouted at the two dear mahkuk in front of me.

"Well, Grandpa said." said Mama chimed.

"Later to call for permission when going to his own mother's house can't be." I said scowling.

"You're coming home from work? ask grandpa while sipping coffee.

"Yes Kek, Grandpa wants martabak I don't buyin yah want?" I blinked my eyes.

"Do not bribe," know Grandpa if I'm negotiating so that Grandpa does not fix Ibra mas.

"To ask permission to leave is like your husband, son. or are you craving again?" ask Mama, this is what is called a mother's feeling.

"Yes Mah later I call my masku. ucaoku while going to the room and then open the onlen application to order my favorite martabak Grandpa and Mama.

I was disappointed with my husband I put this body down while surfing on social media.

Somewhere else...

"Is that Ibra her husband Neng why here?" said Tamara, who works at the hospital as a pharmacist.

Tamara followed Ibra to the inpatient room with a chat following her cousin's husband, huh basic crocodile muffled why he chatted with the female patient hmmm I have to find out, Tamara went to get information to the receptionist.

"Neng lo must know the behavior of your husband." inner Tamara then typed a message... Sent.

"Are you really nginep here? "

"Well, can't he? I'm authorized to."

"Yes?"

"My cousin! eh mas Ibra Mah." I lied Sorry well Mah I lied this heart.

"Well, look out for Mama's place is just a runaway doang."

"Yes, dear Mama..." I lied again, because I didn't want to call Ibra.

"Eat the same yuk." take mama after magrib.

"Later to mah! Inge is coming."

"Why is that so."

"Not yet laper mama,"

"Okay, thanks for the hammer, Neng." I nodded to look at the back of the mother who left my room, my eyes closed but I was not sleepy. I don't text or tell my husband at all let me not be important to him more important is another woman.

"Assalamu'alaikum's chat... Neng Lo must know it turns out your husband is in the hospital I work, this is see the picture." A WhatsApp message came in from my cousin Tamara. I was not surprised anymore with this info but I was surprised when Ibra was stroking the tip of the woman's head my heart again felt tight. I reply with my smile Emot I don't want Tamara to think badly of Ibra.

Before long I heard the Adhan Isya I immediately got up ablution and did it I closed the door of the room and then I locked from the inside because my appetite was lost suddenly I did not krkyar room and rushed to sleep.

"Assynoltom..." Whispering of the man who was my husband when I opened my eyes he smiled sweetly like nothing had happened.

"Waalaikumsalam." I said rahu. "Can't we go in?" I immediately rose back and forth away from Ibra's body but she was ordinary.

"Can!" his smile was so handsome that the tall man showed off his neat white rows of teeth the smell of expensive perfume stung and teased me looking at him for a long time, when I was in the mood I realized that I was angry with him.

"Why is it here? There's home." Ketusku.

"You're upset with me? your husband." he said pretending to be angry.

"Not really, anyways why a lot of amasuk I lock the door."

"Can dong Neng." he said casually. "Emang can't yah husband miss his wife."

Degs...

"Now remember having a wife." I don't lose ketus.

Mas Ibra moved both of his eyebrows and silenced my lips greedily.

"Mffmmm.... Maas lepaaas."

"Mas.." really sucks, I didn't respond to Ibra's kiss, man, I was like out of breath I hit the chest of the field but the grip was getting stronger I resigned then Ibra let go of this kiss my breath was wheezing for a moment.

"Go mas... Get out of here." I can't help my tears flowing I sobbed, while away from my husband what he did yesterday should I let go and forgive him?

"Sorry, I can explain why please don't be noisy when Grandpa and Mama wake up." He put a bow on my thin, ripe lips.

"I can't just forgive you, what are you doing behind my back? And now you're being gentle as if nothing happened I'm not as stupid as you think you are." The tightness in this is getting bigger. Mas Ibra looked at me his eyes radiate sadness for some reason I dared to speak like this to mas Ibra what if he was hurt by my words I looked down not dare to look at me while sobbing.