My husband never loved me

Forgive your husband!

As they were enjoying their lunch, suddenly one of the female students choked. The caring soul of Ilham was struggling, he unconsciously extended sweet iced tea to his students.

The side that saw it stopped eating. In the face of the incident, her heart ached to see her husband so attentive to other women. Not feeling the tears that had been nurturing in his manic, slowly began to drip.

Not wanting to be seen by the others, Sisi ran away from the place. Inspiration that does not understand his wife, also pursued Sisi.

"Darling!!!! Wait!!?!" he shouted, also running.

While the students felt bad, because they were the husband's partner became misunderstood.

"You, anyway!" salak the kriwil-haired woman nudged the arm of her colleague sitting next to her.

"Kan, I didn't ask! Mr. Ilham himself would like to give me his glass, "for the woman who has dimples on her cheeks.

"I think Sisi is angry, with Mr Ilham!" timpal's his other partner.

Leaving the three of them, Sisi continued running. And her steps stopped in the ladies' room. She got into one of them, with her sobs, Sisi wrung the tip of her hijab.

"Basan ganjen, his wife is still attentive with other girls," he rattled with tears that kept flowing.

"What if I don't exist? All men are the same!" he continued, starting to wipe away his tears.

While Ilham lost track of his wife, confusion had to find where. He walked from the campus corridor, to the other corridor. But the trail of Sisi was not visible. With a face of panic, fear, he continued to search.

Until some students who passed him, questioned by Ilham.

"Em..see Sisi?" ask Ilham expectantly to the student who just passed in front of him.

"No Mr!" the student replied, Inspiration began to get frustrated. I didn't think of calling him.

"Try me on the phone, Mr!" advice of that student.

Not waiting long, Ilham immediately took his phone in his pants pocket. And hurried to call his wife's number. The tone of the call was dialed, but got no answer.

"Lift dong, baby!" it was with a raucous voice.

He tried again and again. Until he gave up, and went back to looking for her. He met a student who had just come out of the toilet.

"Ehmmm, look at the side?" Inspiration asked the woman.

"The side is in the toilet, Mr!" answer the woman honestly.

"Thank you, yeah!" ilham said he immediately left the woman to go to the women's toilet.

But his steps stopped, when from a distance the side that had come out of the toilet with a reddened face and eyes. Inspiration approached him. "Why are you, baby!" ask her with a worried face.

"Why suddenly leave!!!" he continued to look at his wife's face. "You cry, baby?" Now the manic is watching Sisi's iris look flushed.

Not quickly got an answer from his wife, the two asked again. "Have I done anything wrong to you, or has my attitude hurt you?" The side is still.

"Darling, I'm sorry if I'm guilty of you. But, I beg you! Don't let me stay like this!" Inspiration already looks frustrated, because his wife still does not want to talk.

"You can punish anything, myself. But, you answered my question, baby!" With a clear face, Ilham rubbed the remains of Sisi's tears.

Seeing the attention of her husband, the woman also collapsed. In a heavy voice, the woman said, "don't be flirting with other girls!" As Ilham gawked, he guessed the meaning of his wife's words.

"So what, Brother. Pake give attention to Jesyi. Ambilin she drinks everything," Sisi grumbled.

Hearing his wife's words, now Ilham understood. Means his attitude towards the student earlier, making his wife uncomfortable. With a smile on his face, Ilham clasped his wife's hand.

"Darling, sorry your husband is. But, I didn't mean to get Jessie's attention. I intend to help, nothing more! But, if it makes you uncomfortable, I promise! I won't say that again." Sisi stared fixedly at her husband's face, she could catch the honesty of her husband's bead eyes. He also smiled.

"Yes, I'm sorry Sisi is too, brother. If it is too possessive. Sisi was just scared, Big Brother's attitude was misunderstood by others!" They threw each other a smile, until finally, Ilham stuck his wife's head in the chest area.

Students and students who saw the scene, joined in with amused smiles to see the romance of the couple.

At exactly 14:00 Singapore time. Inspiration and Sisi came out of the campus building simultaneously. The scorching sun that afternoon stung the skin, making Ilham a little hesitant to take his wife home with his motorcycle. However, Sisi always said 'he's okay'. Until Ilham was forced to obey the wishes of his wife.

"You're really not afraid of the heat, baby! It's so hot, you know!" he glanced up.

"No, what brother. The side is normal, Ayuk ah. We're going now!"

Ilham watched the helmet for his wife first, only then did he use his own helmet. Ready with their helmets, Ilham's motorbike began to move away from the campus. As when leaving earlier, Sisi's hands were unceasingly hanging on her husband's waist. With cheeks placed on the shoulders of Inspiration.

Comfortable, very comfortable. Maybe that's how the woman who wears a dress suit and a gray hijab feels. Until they finally got home safely.

"Alhamdulillah!" imham cried when the bike had stopped.

There was no movement from his wife, forcing Ilham to look back. And it turned out that the owner of the clean-skinned body fell asleep, with his face leaning on her husband's back.

"Darling! We're at Lo!" call him in a soft tone. Frank Ilham could not bear to wake his wife who rider sleeping on his shoulder. "Darling!!!" repeat, patting slowly Sisi cheek.

"Hmmm, where am I?" Slowly in the eyes of the woman, after seeing her surroundings she surged in shock.

"We have arrived, Brother!" Inspiration also smiled. In response to his wife's question.

"Down yuk!"

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At night, the,

When they were having dinner together. Suddenly, Sisi had no appetite for food. So that the food that is available on his plate is only seen and does not intend to eat it. It made her husband frown, because it was the opposite of during lunch in the cafeteria, campus.

"Don't you like the food, honey?" The question from Ilham suddenly made the woman turn to look at Ilham, and Syifa alternately.

"It feels lazy to eat, but the stomach feels hungry!" sisi answered the food.

"Did you want to eat something else? Let Bi Rumi masakin!" tawar Syifa provides a solution.

"No, Dek. That's enough!" Sisi began to spoon the food into his mouth. Not yet at the end of his throat, Sisi had regurgitated the food.

He rushed to the kitchen to spit out the food he had stored in his mouth.

Hoover.hoek....

To be continued