
It's been a while since Nisa's been home. It still feels the same, he feels saturated with his daily activities. Even Nisa wants to go back to work, but Adit does not give her permission.
Nisa also wanted to buy the things she wanted. He tried to ask Adit for money.
"Mas I want to buy new clothes because my clothes are small and no one fits," Nisa said.
"What clothes? but instead of your clothes already a lot," Adit chimps who immediately answered Nisa's question.
"Yes mas but my clothes are partly small" said Nisa.
"No Nisa, I can't give money because this money is for Aurel's school and Aurel's daily needs" Adit said.
Hearing her husband's words made Nisa feel hurt. If Aurel were to ask for something then he would instantly buy it. But if Nisa asks for something, Adit will reject her.
I don't know why Nisa always felt that Adit never loved her. Because whatever Nisa asked for was never given by Adit. There is always a reason he says.
"Yet again you refuse my wish mas," said Nisa who felt uneasy.
Disappointed Nisa never said much. He always swallowed his bitterness. Nisa never complained. Nisa could only be silent as Adit behaved like that.
"Dad, my father wants a bag like this" said Aurel who suddenly came to show a picture of the latest output bag.
Hearing Aurel's request which was immediately granted by Adit made Nisa feel even more hurt. Nisa as his wife was never treated well.
Never mind the desire, the need alone Adit never noticed. As a father Adit was very good. But as a husband, Adit really never behaved like a husband.
Sometimes the feeling of regret that Nisa felt. He always thought if he hadn't married Adit his life wouldn't have been like this. But like the fruit of the simalakama he can not go forward or backward in this marriage.
"If I hadn't married you, maybe my life would have been happy by now" murmured inner Nisa.
Again in the middle of his daydream Nisa always thinks to and fro. Actually Nisa does not want to think too much about this, but there is always something that makes it come to mind.
To relieve the pain Nisa re-opened the blue application. This time he wanted to make a new story. Maybe from what he feels today will be an inspiration.
Sometimes the stories he makes do come from his own personal experience. So it is not difficult for Nisa to create a new idea. I don't know how many sad stories he's made. But because of his sadness that made Nisa produce rupiah coffers into her pocket.
"I don't want to think about this too much. I just want to make a lot of stories right now," murmured Inner Nisa.
Not felt because since Nisa made a story, she finally felt a deep drowsiness. It is only fitting that Nisa has felt drowsiness because the time shows midnight.
It was no longer possible for Nisa to string a word together. Nisa soon rested on her bed.