My husband Sad Boy

The Threshold

A week already Sofyan kang and I got married, but the attitude of kang Sofyan did not change, still cold, indifferent and disgusted to me. I'm trying to understand, because I realize who I am. But long-saturated too, every day just at home, without doing anything. Moreover, kang Sofyan has not given birth and inner living. I also need money.

That afternoon, he called me, he asked me to go back to the stage, he said he was healthy and kang Iwan kept asking me. I asked iis to pick me up at Sofyan's house. But the thing is, I haven't told my mom and dad.

"Sir..have you prayed?" my broom when I see my new mother take off her face.

"Udah, sit here" said mother. I sat next to her, on the edge of my mother's bed.

"Someone wants Puja to talkin mak" I said hesitantly.

"What are you talking about?" ask mom.

"Peja wants to join the gig again just as kang Iwan can not mak?" my many.

"Puja is short of money? is Sofyan not giving money to Puja?" ask mom.

"Emh, don't really mak, kang Sofyan make a living" I lied.

"Peja just feel bosen aja because it does not do anything at home too" continued me.

"Emak does not want to deny, but honestly, my mother does not like Puja singing, because Puja now has a husband" said the mother. I looked down sad, now I feel confused to meet my needs, because kang Sofyan never gave me a penny and I also feel bad if I ask my in-laws, it will be a fight.

"Yes, Puja understands" I said.

"I'm sorry mom" he said he felt guilty.

"Nothing wrong, mom. Do not feel guilty, Puja even seneng mak ngelarang Puja also surely it's all for the good of Puja" said I with a smile. Mom nodded.

"But, if for example Puja out for a while the streets are equally temen Puja is nothing, right mak?" my many.

"Yes nothing or dear, why should be the same calm, same Sofyan only" suggested the mother.

"Peja does not want to bother kang Sofyan mak, kang Sofyan will have to work, the night tired of coming home from work" I said.

"Same husband himself is not good, sometimes the streets with husband, let later mother say yes to Sofyan" said mother.

"Don't mak, later tonight Puja has made the same agreement with Puja because, it's not good if it's canceled, he also said he wants to pick it up here" prevent me. I'm afraid kang Sofyan is mad at me if my mother asks him to take me for a walk.

"Udah is nothing. Sofyan also certainly does not mind" he said. I nodded resignedly. I have prepared my heart to accept every curse and curse from kang Sofyan.

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Night

We were all eating, enjoying dinner.

"Yan, take Puja for a walk there, he said next door there is a night market" said the mother began a chat.

"Yes, kasian or your wife in brackets at home continues" he said.

"Yes, if he wants to go for a walk, he can go alone" said Sofyan ketus.

"Peja is not able to ride a motorbike" said the mother.

"Yes learn! singing geal geol can ride a motorcycle doang can not!" said nyekit. I clenched my hand holding back the tightness as kang Sofyan insulted me.

"The numbers are taught to you" said the mother did not want to lose.

"Sofyan is busy, there is no time for the unimportant" he said, drinking water.

"Working in the office still has time for his wife, you only have a pond seuprit a busy snob!" syndicated mother.

"Udah mak nothing, Puja just as cool, at least soon nyampe" I tried to calm my mother, I do not want there to be any more fights, especially just because of the spele thing.

"Who picked you up?" ask kang Sofyan ketus.

"Iis" answered.

"Your little guy's friend?" tanyanya a little hard.

"Yes kang" I replied.

"Where are you? want to sing again? want to shake the bombret!" said cynical.

"Sofyan, the gentle same wife. Puja just want to walk the same way" snapped mother.

"Allah! mom believes in him! the most want to go too!" said it.

Plakkkp!

I slapped Sofyan's kang in front of mom and dad, I couldn't stand it. It hurts so much to be insulted and humbled to such an extent just because of a small thing. I wiped the tears rough on my cheeks. Then go into the room and get my phone.

"Sir, excuse me" said I.

Mom tried to stop me from leaving and kept scolding Sofyan. I no longer care, it feels tired to face the kang Sofyan who has a sharp mouth. I kept running towards my parents' house that Marvel had bought, I needed to calm down.

"Wellies!" kang Sofyan called me. Turns out he was following me.

"Back home!" ask him to follow me.

"Please!" I said as kang Sofyan tried to block my arm.

"Don't make anyone else difficult! if there's anything with you, I'm Ratna's fault!" said it. Again, sister Ratna. I get tired of hearing it, is not satisfied every night he always delirious to say the name of Ratna?

"Is it only Ratna you're thinking about? huh huh!? you followed me only out of fear that Ratna would blame you and hate you, instead of feeling guilty for accusing and insulting me. Basic Biad*b!" I pushed her body so hard that she fell down. After that I ran back.

I ran from his pursuit, but kang Sofyan caught me.

"Please! I want to shake! I want to sell myself, there must be a lot of om-om or lonely men who want to hire me!" I said while rebelling.

"Basic cheesy! after the prostitution*r remain prostitution*r!" the hardenings are getting stronger clutching my arm.

"Yes, it's cheap Puja! Bitch*r! The lont*! you want what? a divorce? comeing! let's get divorced now!" I said while continuing to thrash.

"Shut up!" kang Sofyan seemed to be very angry. But I don't care, I'm tired of being constantly verbally hurt. I have a heart too.

I saw the light beam of the motor, it turned out to be Iis. I kicked the kemal*an kang Sofyan and then ran towards the motor Iis.

"Is, let's spit it out, go!" I said as I went up and sat in the back seat of the motorbike Iis.

Iis propelled the bike quickly, leaving Sofyan kang who kept calling me. I wiped the corner of my eyes that were already watering.

Arriving at the boarding houses Iis, we entered the room measuring 4x6.

"This is actually da what Puja? you're the same husband you fought?" ask Iis. Hearing my husband's words, I laughed bitterly. Husband? whoop! what is a husband, for him I am just a display.

"From tomorrow I want to stay here again Is, I need a job too" I said to divert the conversation, I was lazy to discuss my marriage collapsed!

"What is your husband not?" ask Iis.

"No way, he will not nyariin me even though I die though" said I cirih.