Muhasabah Love

Plan

The door was pushed violently and immediately locked. Myria who was serious, immediately came to the husband let alone see Angkasa looked different.

The woman slashed the distance, then closed her body in Space. Myria looked up and observed her husband's expression again and was indeed completely different. “Kasa, what's up? Why rush gini?”

Myria's hand that was attached to her chest, was taken and squeezed by Space. The man looked down, then looked at the wife. The woman in front of him gulped.

It is not enough just a look of intimidation, it turns out that the wrath of Space's hand is increasingly painful. Myria tried to escape, but was restrained by losing her strength.

“Kasa, pain ...” The moans finally came out of Myria's mouth. He even grimaced while holding back the pain that arose.

Not even sorry, Angkasa pulled Myria into the middle of the room with a pretty rough movement. The man's tenderness was lost by a few percent due to emotions.

“By the way are you the same Mama?”

Myria's heart as if struck from the front behind found such a question. Repeatedly he swallowed his hard-earned saliva as there was no preparation to discuss it. Myria did not expect Angkasa to know so quickly at her request earlier to Madame Nasita. He thought it would be negotiated tomorrow.

“Your husband says, Myria!”  The gray dominant chamber was instantly full of the sounds of Space. He could no longer be soft-tempered because he felt he was not considered. How much advice to make his wife understand, but Myria remained ignorant of her own opinion.

“You're defiant? Can you talk to Mama to tell me to marry again?”

“Kasa, but I ..”

“I what? I want to have a child? If you can't wait, we'll do baby tubes. Why should I ask to marry again?”

“Kasa, I don't want baby tubes. I'm scared.”

“Operation does not want, baby tube does not want, patient to get pregnant naturally can not also, continue what do you want? Still mean to get me married again? Let what? Let's do what, Myria!” The sound of Space increasingly blaring filled his hearing to cause trembling in his wife's body. The man's emotions exploded, exceeding his anger at marriage in his early teens.

I don't know what's in Myria's head to make Angkasa I'm wrong to think about the idea of his partner with normal thoughts. Really am! Distressed space itself faced the behavior of the wife this time.

Myria's lips were back. All the words that were about to come out, were swallowed back. Angkasa was angry with her, Myria could not possibly douse gasoline on the man's anger any further. Inevitably, he had to delay the submission of the advice.

The two humans who were still facing him were both silent. The space did not take a second to distract from Myria even though the woman kept her head down. Not that he did not know if his wife was afraid and began to cry, but Angkasa's heart this time was too upset. His patience was eroded to nothing.

The knocking of the door broke the tension. Initially, Angkasa ignored it because it knew who was outside. However, as the call continued to be repeated, he gave up.

The man's steps turned towards the nightstand, then grabbed the keys of the motorcycle and jacket from the closet. Before opening the door and when passing Myria, he said, “Sit's quiet here and reflect on your mistakes. Don't meet me if you don't know what you want!”

Space goes. He left Myria still staring in the middle of the room sobbing. Unlike usual who was always worried when his wife dropped tears, now the man's heart hardened like a stone.

“Ka.”

“I'm out, Ma.”

No time Mrs Nasita asked and just reached for the arm, but Angkasa first sauntered without kissing hands as usual. Mrs Nasita knows the child is still emotional, but there is no point in pursuing. Better, he saw the son-in-law.

“Yes Allah, Dear.” Mrs Nasita's move accelerated inside. “Your painkillers? Did he hit you? Tell Mama, Son.”

Myria shook her head quickly while sniffling. His shoulders rise and fall as the chest of the fireworks is too painful. He had never been able to clash so fiercely from Space before that it gave off an overwhelming fear.

Madam Nasita hugged tightly and rubbed Myria's hair. The woman repeatedly sighed. “Excuse Kasa, yes, if he is rude to you. Mama heard him screaming until it was like that, so Mama came straight here. Space is sometimes uncontrollable, but Mama think you also know it.”

Myria's head nodded despite still being in a crying state. He doesn't deserve to be angry because of everything that happened. Space may feel hurt because the position as the head of the family as underestimated, even opposed.

“Myria is wrong, really, Bun.”

That night, it was not enough just a debate, but Angkasa also did not go home until several days. In fact, not even asking for news. Myria herself did not dare to return home before being picked up by her husband. She stayed at the mother-in-law's house and not anywhere. Boutique business is left to the existing workers and fortunately no urgent client comes.

***

“Lo fight with Myria?” Sakti came while pocketing a cell phone. He was suspicious since yesterday that much Space was silent and reluctant to swallow food.

“Ngapain nanyain my wife.”

From the answer of Space, Sakti can already conclude. The man in the light blue long sweatshirt sighed, then sat himself in the front seat of his best friend's desk. “Nyokap lo my phone earlier. He told me to go home, he said. It's about Myria.”

Hearing her mother being carried around, Angkasa paid attention to her best friend. The man turned the chair 45 degrees until it was straight facing Sakti. He ignored the messages and calls from all the families. Space is thinking about its home.

“Omongin baek-baek if there is a problem. But it seems very severe problem lo until brought ortu.”

Two Angkasa eyes squealed, but then closed. His fingers massaged the tip of his eye slowly in search of comfort. Some days the man often gets sudden migraine due to severe stress.

“Myria asks me to marry again.”

“What?” The back of the Sakti spontaneously stiffens. “Lo kidding?”