My Husband's Rose Is Getting Married Again

The Cracked Love.

The night is getting late, the two men husband and wife who are different rooms even no one can sleep.

Aditya PoV's.

What I'm afraid of is finally happening. Naturally, if my wife is angry when she finds out that I have cheated. Honestly, from my little heart I don't want to hurt her.

The flashback

After getting married in the hospital, a week later Silfi improved and was allowed to go home. I went with them and stayed at my father-in-law's house.

"Dit, why do I notice, you're moody all the time?" ask Papa Johan. Fucking I'm pensive at the dining table sitting on a chair propping up my chin. Of course all I have in mind are Roses and Roses.

"Sorry sir, I am now Silfi's husband"

"But... You know, right? I have a wife other than Silfi. In fact, I love my wife more than myself" I said.

"Then?" asked Papa Johan, his hands supported his temple. Staring carefully.

"I feel guilty sir, because I've lied to my wife, this is the first."

"Then, secondly, I will not be able to be fair between Cilphia and my wife" I said honestly.

"Because frankly, I don't love Silfi" I said.

"I know Dit, the important thing is, your task could be to comfort Silfi"

"You can really, see your wife at any time, Papa can find the right reason if you are with your Wife" concluded Papa.

"The next month my wife comes sir, I want to find a contract" I said.

"No need to Dit, Papa has a house in the complex. Invite your wife to stay there, all the facilities are there" he said.

"But I'm not good sir" I said it's true, if I stay at my in-laws' house and invite Roses surely he won't want to. The rose is indebted. Let alone others. Just like his own family, he refused. Plus if the Rose finds out I'm occupying my young wife's house. What will happen later.

"But before your wife comes, you stay here"

"Let the house be renovated first"

I just kept staring at the man who is currently my in-laws, it would be selfish if I told you. "Why not? He wants his son to be happy. But he sacrificed my wife's feelings. And bring me along stuck in his game.

"From tomorrow, if you go to work, use a white car, the car is yours, already on your behalf" he said then handed me the letters and car keys.

"No need sir, I can take public transport" I refused.

"Don't refuse! you are now my son-in-law and from now on call me Papa" he asked.

"Good Sir"

We talked at length until Silfi finally hugged me from behind.

"It was night Dit, sleep yuk" he said.

"Come on" I said, I'm in Silfi's company. We go inside. Every time we slept together, I was worried if Silfi asked for more. I know what I did to Silfi was unfair. But honestly, if I do I feel guilty about the rose.

"I'm sorry Dit, I haven't been able to satisfy you" he said every time we went to bed.

"Don't think of anything Sil, the important thing is that you heal" comforted me. Silfi's words made me happy.

Flashback.

Hearing my wife's bitter cry broke my heart. I wanted to hold him and give him strength. But he refused.

I chased my wife down the stairs. He entered the guest room and slammed the door hard.

I was sobbing my eyes, I was banging at the door. My shoulder felt like something was patting then I turned my head. Turns out Simbok the guy.

"Master, don't do this. Let Non Roses calm down first"

"There will be no point even if you force" said Simbok softly. Then lead me to the sofa chair.

I said, then sat on the couch.

"What's the problem, sir? why is Non Roses so angry?" tanya Simbok stroked my shoulder like my own mother.

I told Simbok everything. "Astagfirlullah.so you are forced to marry Non Silfi?" ask Simbok wonder.

"Yes Mbok, then who is wrong among all Mbok? I was wrong, right? I'm evil Mbok. I'm evil.

"Seeat... Mister..." "This man, face it. If you dare to do it, you must dare to take responsibility. I'm sure Mr.. If Non Roses know the truth. Will understand." Simbok.

"Hopefully Mbok, I don't want to lose him Mbok" I said languidly.

"Yes sir, you better rest" concluded Simbok.

I went back to my room to see it was twelve o'clock in the night. I tried to sleep, but I couldn't. My wife's shadow when showing her palms and feet as if dancing in my eyes.

In the past, we were a harmonious couple, giving each other support, strengthening each other and comforting each other of course.

But, I admit, it has destroyed the defensive walls of my own household. "You're right my wife is a useless husband. I should have slammed a bone. Not you my wife" this late night I used to reflect.

"We as husband and wife each have obligations and rights that we must fulfill. However, in fact, all this time I have not been able to fulfill my obligations as a husband. And ironically I just incised a wound in your heart my wife."

Pov Author.

The night turns morning, Adit tries to get out of bed. It was a long night because I couldn't sleep at all. His head hurts.

He stepped into the bathroom, his mind wandered. Mistakes that he made himself and only realized after being pushed.

Adit then took a bath fifteen minutes later. It must be spirit. How much responsibility he has to take.

After getting dressed, he went down the stairs and went to the room where his wife slept. He pushed the door but it was still in the lock.

"Maw.. open the door, I'd like to talk for a minute" called Adit, but no word or sign of the door being opened.

Adit then drank warm water when it was still five in the morning. "Master is leaving already?" tanya Simbok while carrying two servings of fried rice smells good.

"Yes Mbok, but the Rose does not want to open the door" said Adit lirih.

"Leave it first, sir, it will not be easy to heal a painful heart, quickly"

"Explain slowly if you can Simbok will help. But you have to be patient Simbok sure Non Roses will understand because he's a good boy. However, Master don't expect that Non Roses will give you the full confidence that they once were"

"Western broken glass is then connected, it will still look cracked" advises Simbok at length.

"Thank you Mbok"

"Already, you eat first yes" symbok intend to spoon fried rice into the plate. But Adit refused.

"I left first Mbok" said Adit without touching fried rice. There was no hunger this morning.

He came to the door where his wife slept. Then step out into the garage that has been opened by Simbok. Opening the car door, starting the engine and leaving. Inside the car was a mess.

"Look! these feet are Mas! calluses! because I walked tirelessly to find a mouthful of rice" his wife's words like a whip landed on a plump heart.

"Aaahhh.." he shouted from the car, if not airtight, surely many people want to ask "what is it?"