Selfish Husband

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But Vania smiled brightly. "He's nice to me and he loves me so much Dad."

"I'm happy to hear it, but actually I'm worried because your marriage is based on an arranged marriage and I know how my son is. Because I raised him and I know that his attitude and personality are not good. But if he does anything bad to you, let him know immediately and I'll make sure he gets his reward" Zeyn's father said at the end of the sentence.

Vania laughed. "I don't think it needs a father."

In the middle of the conversation, Zeyn's hand still faithfully grasped Vania's hand. Vania felt her body temperature rise every minute and made her cheeks feel hot.

A sense of relief was felt by Vania as they moved to the dining table. Making Zeyn unable to sit very close beside Vania and there was a feeling of sadness because Vania had started to like the touch of Zeyn skin.

Vania starts putting a few pieces of meat on her plate but her activity stops when Zeyn takes over the plate in her hand. Vania sat in her chair focusing on Zeyn who was busy cutting meat. Vania was surprised to even forget how to breathe properly.

'How does he know how to act sweet like this? his attitude was much different than before. Is that really Zeyn? maybe this is the real Zeyn? was yesterday an imitation? or is he wearing a mask and now he's gone?' a series of questions were spinning in Vania's head.

Vania felt her heart racing again, the pounding and strange sensation in her stomach back on the attack.

Vania's eyes were busy looking at Zeyn's face, black hair, firm jaw, pale white skin and burly hands.

Laughter Zeyn's father managed to disperse the daydreams of Vania and then turned to look at her in-laws who were involved in conversation with Zeyn.

But Vania's conscience said something else and couldn't help but look at her. Hair, forehead, eyes, lips, jaw firmly, nose. Everything in Zeyn, everything is perfect in Vania's eyes. It was as if he did not want to miss the precious momont and Zeyn suddenly turned his head towards Vania.

"It's a pity" said Zeyn smiling and putting Vania's plate back on. The speech successfully made a great roar in his body.

Zeyn smiled, emotionless, cold face as usual. The words Zeyn spoke sounded very sweet and full of attention in Vania's ears. 'I'm sure, if I stand up now I will fall for my jelly-like knees and make my heart beat abnormally because of you, Zeynan Shadiq Daulyn.' Vania murmured inwardly.

***

"Tonight was a lot of fun" Vania said as she entered her door. "I enjoyed it, my mom and dad looked happy too. A ...." Vania did not continue her sentence when Zeyn cut her off.

"Yes, you did well" Zeyn said flatly. "They believe we are happy and thank you for the cooperation," after saying that, Zeyn walked into his room.

Vania was glued in place, her tongue stiff, for the umpteenth time Vania was deceived. Her chest tightened, her heartbeat slowed down and once again Vania forgot that everything was just a lie. The feeling of anger in himself was increasingly stirring, condemning his stupidity for falling into the same abyss.

"The warmth that made me believe that he was sincere, the smile that made me believe that this was real, his sweet words and his concern made me believe that he had changed. But obviously nothing has changed. When no one else watched our drama, he returned to his original form, the cold and rough Zeyn. He used me and I was fooled."

His body trembled violently, his pelukan heated up, the tightness in his chest and the pain was like being stabbed by thousands of knives right in his chest.

Vania drooped on the bed awake, Vania had tried various ways to sleep but nothing helped. Vania tries to get out of the room towards the kitchen to drink a glass of water then sits in front of the TV and surprisingly, a sudden drowsiness strikes. Maybe Vania needs a TV in her room.

On the other hand, a loud noise from the living room interfered with Zeyn's sleep, Zeyn glanced at the clock that showed three o'clock in the morning.

Zeyn knew it must have been his wife sleeping on the living room couch with the TV on. Zeyn was always on duty to turn it off even when Zeyn didn't want to care but still he would drag his feet out, look for the remote control and press the off button.

Zeyn turned around wanting to go back into his room but his intention came to a halt upon hearing an unusual voice. Zeyn took a few steps back and found Vania lying on the sofa. His voice came out like a sob. Vania crying.

"Is he having nightmares?" zeyn

Zeyn tries to hold onto Vania's hand but stops and pulls her again. "Should I wake him or not? but I can't just leave it alone" Zeyn said as she touched Vania's arm slowly. "Wake up" Zeyn whispered, but there was no response from Vania.

This time Zeyn patted and shook Vania's arm. "Hey, get up." There was still no reaction making Zeyn a little careless. Finally Zeyn crouched down beside the sofa and clasped Vania's hand and her next hand was busy getting rid of the hairdo on Vania's face.

Zeyn felt his heart pounded with dozens of bullets when he saw Vania's grim face, 'You're why? don't you like this relationship? yudha and Dery's words are right, if he's not as happy as I am, we should get divorced after I think you've helped me enough.' Zeyn said in his heart.

Zeyn's hand gently tucked the hair behind Vania's ear. "Wake up," Zeyn realized, the words just came out of his mouth. Vania slowly opened her eyes.

Half-opened eyes, Vania looked at Zeyn's face. Vania felt a warmth that touched the side of her ear, a faintly soft voice that made her chest rumble. Vania thought everything was just a dream, her hand was also raised holding that warm hand and pressing it gently on her cheek.

The pleasant feeling made Vania close her eyes again, Vania did not want to miss a momont like this and she hoped that if she felt a dream then she did not want to wake up and stay asleep continuing her dream.

Vania took a deep breath and opened her eyes and her eyes immediately rounded in shock at the figure of Zeyn in front of her. His hand spontaneously let go of Zeyn's hand.

Zeyn also reflexively stood up and scratched his head while Vania hid her face in embarrassment and did not know what to say.

"T-So you dream, so I .. I just .. aa...' honest Zeyn and passed want to go to his room dodge. The next instant Zeyn stopped and Vania also turned around.

"Don't sleep on the couch anymore" Zeyn continued without turning to face Vania.

Not a threatening sentence or an emotional command. Zeyn's voice was soft and full of worry in every word.

Once again, Zeyn was able to make Vania's heart flower because of such little attention.

"I've fallen in love, Zeynan Shadiq Daulyn."