MEDICINE FOR MY HUSBAND

CHAPTER 2

MEDICINE FOR MY HUSBAND

All right, I closed my eyes. After all, wearing bra and ****** *****. One. Two. Three. I really hope that insensitive man turns away, but in fact his gaze is still carved here.

Having no choice, I finally took off the bathrobe while brushing off the increasingly crazed feeling of shame. My chest rumbled as he walked over, pressed the light switch, then his hand wrapped around my body from behind.

"You want us to eat first?" ask me with a vibrating voice. My feelings are so turbulent. Never been this close to a man.

"Later. Stay on the phone."

We sat in the dimness. He turned my body to face her, then kissed my forehead gently. I closed my eyes, feeling a strange swish running all over my body.

"Shyafitri ...."

I swallowed spit. A pain feeling pierced the chest. Tears roll down the cheeks. But I did not rebel at all. I let him do his duty as a husband. No matter the heart and feelings are equally hurt. Very-very ill.

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I squirm while opening my eyes as a gentle swab feels on my shoulder. Mas Danu's face was still wet. Water dripped from her hair, falling on my face which she immediately wiped with her thumb. I frowned slightly as the glare of the sun from the wide open window hit my eyes and slowly woke up, almost smiling to say good morning if I did not immediately remember the incident last night.

"Want to eat at the resort or outside?" he asked, looking right at my bead. His gaze was like last night, making my heart hurt again.

"Whatever." I answered slowly.

"What?"

My throat's choked. Mas Danu's gaze looked guilty, making me want to cry.

Did he do it last night because he had to? By imagining the wife as another girl? My heart is like a shred. I bit my lips and turned, trying to hold back my tears.

"You'll take a shower soon. We better have breakfast outside. All the streets."

"Yes." Yeah." I grabbed a blanket to cover my body and ran to the bathroom crying, turned on the faucet, and then let out a sobbing sound under the warm water. Sad, upset, angry, all emotions blend into one, making the chest like pressed heavy objects, it feels heavy until it is difficult to breathe.

Mas Danu wore a T-shirt last night that he only wore for a while before we blended into one and fell asleep until he missed dinner. I grabbed the clothes in the bag, quickly led her towards the bathroom without caring about her protesting gaze.

Why do I have to obey her will while she imagines her as another girl? Remembering her calling another girl, made me feel very upset.

"Come on."

I'm not saying. He took my hand, took her to the beach. Along the way, my gaze was occasionally imprinted on our linked hands. This is the first time since 6 months of marriage. Did Mas Danu do it because he felt guilty?

Really, I don't like feeling burdened like this. Pretended attention, as well as her guilt. Really don't like it. Don't want.

Mas Danu went to order food while I chose to directly sit on the chair facing the sea. Some people looked down and down. Some are just walking slowly looking towards the open sea, some are running around a little. Some of the young children appeared to be swimming by the beach, laughing merrily as the small waves stroked his small body. They all seem happy. Shouldn't I be too?

I took a deep breath, trying to expel the tightness that had been weighing on my chest ever since. Forget it, Li. With time, everything must pass. Just need to make him love you. Justlove you. I said over and over again to get rid of the pain.

"At the end of the day, orders are delivered."

"Yes." Yeah." I looked at him.

Silent for long enough. I decided I didn't want to start talking until he apologized.

"Not thirsty?"

"No."

"Where do you want us to go?"

"Whatever."

Silent again. Until the order is delivered, we remain silent to each other. Immediately finish breakfast and walk side by side on the beach. I accidentally took off my sandals so I could feel the soft white sand when I stepped on my feet. Every now and then, spread out your hands while breathing deeply and closing your eyes.

I almost jumped when suddenly Mas Danu wrapped her hands around my slender waist, her hands sticking out towards the rocks.

"To there."

I followed him without protest. In front of the eyes, scattered stones with small green shells. I bowed, grabbed him one. Mas Danu took off his hand, slowly sitting on one of the large stones.

"Have you ever eaten it?" He looked at me, then his gaze fell on the thousands of clams firmly attached to the stone. Small waves occasionally hit the rocks, creating beautiful little ripples.

"In a village where there is!" Nadaku's a little high. Last night's events still pissed me off not playing.

"Tomorrow we will travel around Jakarta, all of us will buy."

I just nodded small. Instead of looking at him who made my chest rumble and irritated, I chose to watch the shells.

Slender. Only the waves and sounds of people from a distance accompanied our silence. For a long time, I couldn't stand it either. Stop, Li. Forget about last night. The place of khilaf. He has changed a lot like this, no longer ironic words. I took a deep breath, throwing it away slowly. God is forgiving, why am I not? Alright. Forget about last night.

"Have you been here often?" I looked at him awkwardly. He immediately nodded.

"Lumayan often. I like the beach. I also like to walk."

"Oh." I exhaled. Confused what else to say.

"But, this is the first time here with a girl." He looked, smiling a little. It's the first time.

Silent again.

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