Possive Husband
PH-3
PoV Satria
I stroked the nape of my neck violently, still thinking about what I had said to Meisha earlier. I still want to laugh and mock him with other imaginations.
“funny also turned out yes” I muttered while imagining his angry face accompanied by a typical cynical smile of his.
I entered my room I saw him still with his face bent, there I wanted to mock him again until he asked me for forgiveness.
“you're grumpy also turned out” I said as I began to put myself in bed preparing for bed.
“who is angry”
“you're too pesau” reply flat.
“iya-iya I'm sorry” I said while slightly mocked. Replied with deheman alone, I quite understand him because it is the nature of his father who declined in his son. The fruit fell not far from the tree.
“oh yes, if I may say. Don't you repeat bringing your girlfriend to this house”
Meisha immediately turned to me and looked into my eyes full of anger. I really fish fish that are ready to burn.
“I don't mean it. I'm afraid that when you bring your girlfriend, you can see the cctv in front of the house. It's not good for your father's company not”.
“makasih”
“already the same attention of the company father” Meisha gave her thin smile to me and a gaze that turned mellow. It makes me wonder what that manic hazel means.
Ting.
Ting. I immediately picked up my phone that was ringing
“do not be okay. Now you're listening to me kan”
“aku walk now. Wait for me”
I let out a rough sigh, immediately grabbing the car keys and wallet.
“aku out” I said to Meisha
“kemana” reply
“out ya out” reply me with a little snapping tone. I was in such a hurry that I didn't realize I was yelling at Meisha who started talking to me. I passed by not caring about it. My thoughts were only with Queen, my ex-lover.
I'm worried about Queen, she's my only ex-lover. I've decided a long time since I knew I'd be betrothed to papa's business colleague's son. But she's a crazy woman, how not? he threatened to kill himself if I stayed clean to decide unilaterally. I'm not a jerk who would let someone's life go to waste for me, so I still have to take care of it. My feelings for Queen were no longer there, but I had to stay on her side to avoid something bad about to happen.
Really, I feel trapped in a very difficult situation. I am not the type of man who can hurt women, although in the eyes of some people my figure is mysterious, rigid, and a little arrogant. But basically it's just me showing the soul of my business. I am a loyal man, although I have asked blatantly if Meisha gave me permission to have a boyfriend. None other than that just in anticipation if one day the Queen whines threatening suicide I can go straight out with the reason to meet my boyfriend. I hate complexity, so I try to cover up all my difficulties by being a cold person.
***
Day after day I lived with Meisha, until one day I began to feel that I could become a real Satria who could laugh freely, she said, there is a happiness that I feel when I am in my house with Meisha. Either because it was just a habit with all his cynical and indifferent behavior I became more and more thinking about my wife.
After marrying me, Meisha had nothing but study, reading, and daydreaming on the poolside swing. I don't know what he really is? I still don't understand his nature. A cynical, grumpy person, even a feeling. Or someone who is cheerful, kind, and patient. I kept wondering about the true nature of Meisha, because she had been married for a month she never showed her true nature in front of me. I as a husband certainly have the right to know anything about my wife, even though this marriage is only temporary.
“today not mengcampus?” ask me Meisha who is reading a book on the poolside swing
“again empty” replied without looking at me
“why not hang-out with your lover miss?” I'm a little flirting. Really since the incident last day I really like to tease Meisha, whether she shows a little freedom when angry.
“already broken” the answer is short
“hah?” sontak shocked me and was astonished by his relaxed reply. What kind of woman is Meisha? just yesterday admitted wanting to be taken away by her lover, but now easily answered break up.
“ really young soul yes miss, change as I please” reply more sarcastic, so that he feels self-conscious that his actions may be wrong.
“of course sir. Thank you for praising me too much
Checkmate!
Damn, I really feel like a useless husband of any kind and fear for my own wife. I always feel defeated by Meisha in terms of what we debated. Either the trait owned by his father was 99.99 % decreased exactly the same in his single daughter. But I can always tell me why Meisha is like that to me, maybe she still won't accept this contract marriage. No matter how much she is a woman, she must be very painful with all of this.
“aku lapar” I said to Meisha who was still cool with her book.
Meisha let out a rough sigh, then closed her book and moved towards the kitchen to cook.
“mau eat apa” asked Meisha as it passed in front of me
“teras”
“chicken fried rice or chicken soup?”
“nasi fried chicken aja” reply me spirit. But I don't know where Meisha knows if I really like food that smells of chicken let alone chicken fried rice is my favorite since childhood.
I devoured and perfectly finished Meisha's fried rice, it was delicious and delicious like my mama's cooking. But not long after I ate it I felt my head weigh down instantly and my body ache, and then afterwards I couldn't remember what happened to me.
I blinked my eyes, took my breath and saw that I was on the couch in the living room. Who brought me here? I wonder if Meisha picked me up here, how.
“awake? this drinking” suddenly Meisha's voice shocked me. He brought warm lime juice for me from the kitchen
“lakasih” I replied while sipping that warm lime
“it looks like you're allergic to severe until fainting”
I choked with my drink “uhuk!”
“pelan-pelan hence” reply Meisha
“wait first! earlier said you cooked chicken fried rice kok I'm allergic like gini?” I asked while frowning and looking into Meisha's eyes. I'm not joking about food, because I have a severe allergy to shrimp even if it's just the aroamanya I will be unconscious and immediately fainted. Honestly, I am a picky person when it comes to food, so I rarely eat in restaurants, even five stars.
“iya emang ayam” answers are relaxed
“not maybe if my chicken is like gini, I am allergic to shrimp” I replied with a slightly high tone, because really I am very sensitive about the food that enters my body.
“tadi I use pakein shrimp anyway little, very little. But how do I know if you are allergic to shrimp” he replied with a little fear.
“intentionally want to kill me you are!” reply me with a snarl
“me if you are allergic to shrimp! I have no intention of killing you either! gausa snapped can not sih”
“oke I'm sorry I was wrong, and that's because I got you!” the answer was no less than me, Meisha in a slightly high tone explained all of that to me. But I still do not accept his treatment of me, I doubt all his words of regret and forgiveness.
“already gone gausa sok care!” I replied with a clash and slightly pushed Meisha away from me, I was so emotionally explosive that I was not aware of all my actions towards her.
I saw Meisha go up the stairs, but I did not see the eyes of regret for all the mistakes she had made. And the sadness of having me maki-maki and snapping but it's really mental extraordinary. Highlight the hazel bead can no longer feel what happiness and sadness like.
“mad! emang is numb he” muttered me while holding my head a little heavy.
***
Since that incident, I've never asked Meisha to prepare food for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. I find it very difficult to trust Meisha again, and since that incident there has been little communication between me and Meisha. The time to meet Meisha was very rare even though we lived in one house, sometimes early in the morning when I wake up I don't see him at home and when I sleep he sometimes hasn't come home. But I always get up to check he's home or not, even if he doesn't come home I have to really reprimand him and intervene. I had a lot of questions in my mind, whether what activities Meisha did that required her to leave early in the morning until coming home that late.
