Not the Forbidden Miss

Sixteen - Losing the Perfect Wife

I miss Mala's coffee. Ever since she found out about Farah, she changed her attitude towards me. Don't make coffee, say hello is rare? Want to go to work is also sometimes not saying goodbye, just go-away. If I want to go to the office alone never come to the front to take me to the terrace, and take off my departure to the office with a sweet smile. I also no longer taste the cuisine is very delicious, and make me continue to add if you are eating. I just felt such a deep longing, after a week Mala was so indifferent to me, and worse tonight, she dared to raise her voice in front of me.

I should how? I can't leave Farah, nor can I leave Mala, which will affect your health. Although it wasn't for Mama, I didn't want to let Mala go either, because she was the one who first made me want to go many times. I'm cruel, I don't love her, but I need her body so much. His body has become opium for me, even though I have only been with him for three months. As for Farah, I have been married for three years but I am ordinary, there is never anything special, we run an ordinary household, in general. I am responsible for it, giving my rights and obligations as a husband, as well as Farah.

Let alone my marriage to Farah secretly, no one knows, except Mala who knows. I was too afraid to take Farah outside for a vacation or just shopping and so on. For three years I could probably count on going with Farah and Sefi, just a few times, for fear that anyone would know, and tell Mama, which would later make Mama drop. However, Farah accepted all that, although she was very depressed, she often went alone with Sefi, without me, but I knew, surely they wanted to come out three, like a happy family in general. The holidays were only a few times, even when my honeymoon and Farah was just at home, not going anywhere. It's all because I don't want to risk being outside. Maybe we meet Mama or Papa, or maybe my other brother, will certainly add to the problem.

With Mala, all my family agreed to it, because Mother and Mama have been modest since Junior High. And supported by the prominent Mala family. However, because they are separated, the Mala family must move out of town, so they are separated when Mother and Mama are newly married. They met again when her mother Mala decided to move here, settling here one year ago. Mama and Mommy re-establish the Silahturahmi again, and finally their agreement that had happened again continued, that they wanted to make a message. It just so happened that Mala was still a girl, and many times he was betrothed unwillingly, I was also in the eyes of the family was single, finally there was a matchmaking, even though I had married Farah, it had been three years we were married.

I sat on the sofa in the middle room. I turned off all the lights, and I replaced them with night lights, which were dim. I still think about Mala, she's so cute to me, but I know she's definitely not okay, because every morning I see her eyes so full of tears. I heard Mala open the door to her room, I sat on the sofa in the corner, maybe Mala didn't see me sitting on the sofa in the living room, so she just passed me by. She brought dirty dishes and glasses to the kitchen. I waited for Mala to come back, but she hasn't been back in the room for long. I followed Mala to the kitchen. It looks like Mala is sitting in front of the dining table while occasionally she rubs her tears. I approached her, then I touched her head, and I gently rubbed.

“Nangis why?” my many.

Hurriedly Mala hid her face, she immediately lowered her head wiping away her tears. “Ngapain you come here? Not sleeping?” he answered while asking me.

“From yesterday I was sitting on the sofa, I saw you here, but long time no return to the room,” I replied.

“Hmm ... so? Yes I have returned to the room,” he said.

Mala immediately got out of her seat, then I grabbed her hand, I carried her into my arms. “I'm sorry, Mal,” I said by hugging Mala.

“Release! I have forgiven you,” he said as he broke my embrace.

“Mal, I love you.” I hugged Mala again, somehow I reflexively revealed that.

“Please don't be like this, I'm sleepy, I want to sleep,” Mala said.

“Let me hold you for a moment, Mal. I can't sleep.” I put my arms back on Mala.

Mala just kept quiet, but she didn't return my embrace. Maybe he was so disappointed in me that even when I hugged him he would not return his arms. His hands are still stuck down, he did not circle at all to my body, but I needed his warm embrace.

Mal, hug me.

I wanted to feel like I was asking for it, but I didn't dare to ask for it, I knew she was no longer willing to hold me. Moreover, he no longer wanted me to touch. I really need his embrace right now that can calm me down. But he would not call me at all, even a light hug he would not.

“Mas, have you dipped it? I'm going to the room,” he said.

“Hmm .. Yes, thank you, Mal,”.

I let go of my embrace, I looked at her face which was also looking at me. I know he loves me so much, and so deeply in his love for me. Her eyes implied a sincere love, but I couldn't repay her. I'm really mean, but here I am, I can only love Farah, even though I need Mala so much in my life.

I kissed her forehead, but Mala hurried away from me. “I sleep, good night,” he said as he left me.

Even a mere peck of a forehead, he was already unwilling to accept it. I really lost the Mala figure yesterday. I don't know what to do, did I leave Farah? It obviously can't, I love her, and there's Sefi between me and Farah. Did I obey Mala to separate? That is also impossible for me to do, because the impact will be a lot, especially on Mama and Mommy. The only way I've granted Mala's request is that I don't want to touch her, even if it's hard, I can barely do that. Tonight I don't know if I can sleep well without hugging her? This one week I really couldn't sleep well because there was no Mala.

I started to lose Mala yesterday, the perfect wife. I do not compare, Mala and Farah are indeed the perfect wife, the difference is Mala approved by Mama and my extended family, while Farah is not, even everyone hates Farah, she said, I don't know why everyone hates Farah and her family. Sometimes I feel sorry for Farah, I've taken her this far, but still Farah is the source of hatred for Mama and Papa, and my family. Even though Farah and her family are good to me, I'm still figuring out why everyone hates Farah.