My Husband is Complimentary

Episode 28's

The rain accompanied the trip home this afternoon. It seemed, even the sky knew about my mood. Overcast, that's how I feel, now a drizzle rinai wet my cheeks. I leaned my head against the windshield. The clear thread just dripped, without me telling.

I hate myself like this, crying over things I shouldn't. I took a deep breath, and then I took it out slowly.

I closed my mouth so that my sobs could not be heard by the taxi driver who was focusing behind the wheel.

Tell me this is wrong! If this is true, I don't know if I'll be able to accept it?

My heart was broken into pieces, and that's why. A heart I guarded with great difficulty, so that he would never be hurt by me. So that you do the same. But actually...

"Neng, we've arrived. Is this really the address?" Ask the driver to throw away all my daydreams.

"Eh yes, sir. Sorry I was daydreaming, this is the fare, sir," I immediately went down without waiting for the driver's answer.

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I broke my tired body, staring at the ceiling. That incident just crossed my mind. Really, I can't take my mind off the events I just experienced.

Immediately I cleaned myself up, took the water of ablution and immediately prayed. Maghrib's time is about to end.

I raised my hand, asked Him for strength, begged him to remain the best husband, as I had always thought. Fold the prayer equipment, then I reach the phone in the briefcase.

I saw no message from him. Is it that easy to forget me? Usually, he always tells me if he's going home late.

Tears back to wet the cheeks. Now, my crying voice broke as well. I can't hold it anymore.

O God, soon our first wedding anniversary, but You gave us such a test.

Get us through it? Can he be firm in guarding the heart, subjugating the gaze as he has always done. Can I forgive if my bad thoughts are true.

Can I accept the fact that actually Irsyad has turned away. It hurts to find out that he has changed.

I saw a happy smile on his face, he looked so comfortable with someone, who I don't know. I don't know either.

Is it that easy to praise another woman?

My feelings were like slashing, so painful. My chest was all over, my lips were shaking withstanding the crying. I heard the door open. I'll wipe away the tears, so he doesn't see it.

"Darling, why are you sitting so pensive?" Ask without feeling guilty.

As much as I can be mediocre. So that he doesn't ask more.

"Mm .. nothing. Have you eaten?"

"Dear, you ate with Mr. Juna and the client" he replied casually.

"Since when has he been so good at lying?" Askiniku.

"Oh.. Thank goodness, at home there is no food, I'm lazy to cook Mas."

"Dear, it's okay, I'll take a shower." I just nodded.

My heart aches more than ever, hearing a false statement from his mouth.

Meanwhile, I just saw he was busy joking with the woman. Without Mr. Juna and the client he mentioned earlier.

O God, if my husband is on the wrong path, I beg you, give him guidance to get back on the right path. Make her feel just for me. Really, I wouldn't be willing if his heart loved another woman.

I immediately ran towards the kitchen. I shed all the tears that have been struggling in the eye pelupuk. I sat in the dining chair. I drowned my face there.

I cried as much as I could, what should I do now? Do I have to ask who the woman was with him? Why would he lie to me?

Ah I don't think that's necessary. If he really loved me, he would have told me himself.