My Wife is a Letter Blind

Mama Lena's Attitude

"Let's go in now.you have to rest." mas ikhsan, I do feel that mas ikhsan is very good and always defended me in front of his family, but somehow his attitude is still cold.

I have been his wife for five days, but until now I have never touched me. Am I wrong to want a touch from my own husband? I want mas Ikhsan to touch me so that love is present in his heart, but I can not force the will. I have to be more patient again. hopefully over time the love will soon grow in my husband's heart

I immediately followed mas ikhsan to enter. "Nia, you go to bed first. I still have work to do" he said as he took a laptop and sat on the sofa

I just nodded in response to his orders. Immediately I lay my body down. I looked back at the handsome face of the man I love so much. hoping he would want to sleep together And hugged my body. ah, ah, I looked at the handsome face of the man I love so much, why am I imagining so far away anyway? I may want to sleep with me. I am the woman he does not love, and I also know that he loves Sofi very much.

Of course it will not be easy for him to do that, especially with all the shortcomings that exist in me, maybe he's ashamed to have a wife like me while he's an economics scholar and a director of a coal company. In fact they're very suitable because Sofi is also a beauty doctor. they both have the same title.

It is better that I sleep now than I can only compare myself far from this perfect word.it will only make my confidence disappear.let the time that will answer it later. I just live out my life destiny in the future will be like what, obviously I always hope happiness will be on my side.

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Now the morning is approaching. I immediately wake up. I am used to waking up at dawn. I look sideways and hope mas ikhsan is there. but back feeling disappointed in my heart. that figure I did not meet beside me

Immediately my gaze circulated to find the figure of my husband.and sure enough I saw him still asleep soundly on the long sofa in the room. With a heavy breath I tried to remain patient.

I immediately went to the bathroom to take ablution.and I performed two rakaat dawn prayer.after that I did not forget to read Surah Yasin.to send it to my mother.may she get the most beautiful place on the side of Allah. if I remember the figure of the woman who gave birth to me, then my sense of longing came back.I miss my mother so much it still feels like a dream that now mother is gone.

After finishing praying.I tried to wake up mas ikhsan. "Mas, mas ikhsan. wake up mas. pray dawn first yuk." said I

"Hm... What time is it?" he asked with a heavy voice and his eyes were still closed

"It's five o'clock through mas. pray first yes.lanti kosangan prayernya."

"Hmm.. yes, well. have you prayed?" tanyanya returned

"I just finished praying."

Mas, ikhsan immediately got up and headed for the bathroom.and I immediately headed down.I want to help the madam who is in the kitchen.I feel very bad just sitting still. I wish there was a little good attitude I received from my husband's family

"Good morning ma'am. sorry is there anything I can help you with?" ask me to the mother who has begun to be busy with kitchen equipment.

"Ah, no need madam.better mrs accompany you in the room. this let Mbak do it." replied mbak named Siti, it.

"It's okay mbak. let me help you, because I'm used to working, so I'm not good just sitting there." I told mbak Siti

"But madam?"

"Have let her participate in the task at home, Mommy. it must be so. do not feel like she has become the mistress of ikhsan in this house. because your place deserves it in this kitchen!"

Suddenly mama Lena came and chimed in on the conversation me and Mama Siti. back feeling patient I instilled as much as possible.patient Nia, it's okay if your mama-in-law and the others do not like you. as long as your husband still values you, I strengthen my own mind so that I am not weak

"I, understand ma. it's okay. I'm also very happy to be able to work on it." I replied with respect.Because I know that she is my mother-in-law, it was she who gave birth to my husband so that he grew up to be a good and perfect man in my eyes.

"It's good that you understand! remember, Nia. up to any time I will never accept you to be my daughter-in-law, because you have ruined the happiness of my Son One2! Do you think ikhsan would be happy to marry you? and you also know who my dear son really is, how could he who is a chief director, marry an illiterate woman who never occupied school at all! oh, Nia, what dream could my son marry a woman like you!" mama Lena is full of emphasis

Back my tears fell, did I really ruin my happiness? is it true that Ikhsan is not happy with this marriage?

"Please, madam! hopefully someday the attitude of the big lady will change and be able to accept the mistress as her daughter-in-law." said mbak Siti with a look of pity.

"Thank you, ma'am. Oya, please don't call me madam. Just call me name Rania, so I can call Nia."

"Alright then Nia. Your name is good, just like the person is beautiful." praise Mbak Siti. this is the second time I get compliments. the first time I remember saying I was beautiful was Mas ikhsan, during my first meeting with him.

I just remember the first time I met mas ikhsan.I felt his attitude is very sweet.but why now it seems like mas ikhsan is not that sweet? I don't know I don't want to think about it. The important thing now is that I have to be upbeat and stay strong

I immediately helped mbak Siti, to make breakfast because I was used to working and cooking so I did not find it difficult to do it. I felt this job was very easy for me.

"Nia.. You're here? what are you doing again? why was my wife told to work?" ask mas ikhsan to mbak Siti

"Sorry sir but-"

"I myself who want to help mbak Siti to cook mas. because I feel bored if sitting alone.it's okay mas. I've been used to doing this task." I explained to my husband, explained, that looks neat with his office uniform.

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