Selfish Husband

Marriage Contract

Vania who is not too talkative but the atmosphere created by Zeyn's friends seemed to stay and make Vania relaxed and comfortable.

Yudha transferred confidence to Vania, the man who had opened her heart, who taught Vania many things.

After the arrival of Zeyn's friends, everything went smoothly, the relationship between Zeyn and Vania also began to improve, there were no quarrels and for the first time Zeyn came home on time.

"Today, you're home early" Vania said as she watched Zeyn take off her shoes. Zeyn looked at Vania briefly "Yes," Zeyn replied briefly.

"Do you want to eat something?" Zeyn walks past him and then Vania turns around and to her surprise, Zeyn, who usually goes to her bedroom but this time is different, walks into the kitchen.

'Is this real?' vania murmured inwardly not believing what she was witnessing.

"I just made pancakes, you want to?" Zeyn nodded in agreement, then took out a bottle of juice from inside the refrigerator and brought it to the dining table. Vania serves a plate of pancakes in front of Zeyn.

"Aren't you going to eat?" asked Zeyn to see Vania just standing up. Vania's heart was racing. 'Does this mean I won't be eating alone tonight?' vania said in her heart while smiling.

Vania sat on the other side of the table and a plate of pancakes in front of her. Somehow the feeling of pleasure when sitting at a table with someone is very pleasing to a Vania and the hope that Vania always holds in each of her prayers is finally fulfilled.

Zeyn's face was different from usual who put on a cold face and seemed flat but this time different Zeyn's face looked sour making Vania frown to feel something strange, because Zeyn looked sad.

"You okay?" Vania found the courage to ask, "Is something bothering you?" continued.

Zeyn remained silent, although it felt like a few seconds was too long for Vania, Zeyn raised his head to look at Vania and continued his meal. The ever-sharp eyes turned into heartbroken gazes.

Vania couldn't guess what Zeyn was thinking. Whether Zeyn would ignore Vania's attention this time with a 'not your business' remark or keep silent.

"Dad ... dad is sick and now he's in the hospital," there's a pause in his sentence "But everything is fine, dad is undergoing intensive care," Zeyn continued.

Zeyn's reply left them speechless for quite a while, Vania was also at a loss for words. There was a feeling of happiness and sadness felt by Vania. Happy because Zeyn finally expressed his complaints and sad because of the condition of his in-laws who were sick.

Vania desperately wants to cheer up Zeyn but her brain is frozen. 'Can words comfort him? If yes, what should I say?' inner Vania.

"Mother asked me to take you to the hospital to see Dad" Zeyn added.

Vania observes Zeyn's movements that begin to move from the dining table after finishing her meal and without thinking long Vania also stands and holds the end of the shirt that Zeyn wears and makes the master stop but does not turn around.

"Don't get too drawn into grief because you won't like it and it will break your heart if you see you like this. He'll be fine, dad is a strong man .. if you need anything..remember, if I'm always here for you."

Vania lost her consciousness, her words just came out of her mouth, she couldn't even control herself. After feeling enough, Vania releases her hand on Zeyn's shirt. Silently, only his last sentence repeatedly echoed in his head, 'Did I just make a confession?' vania said in her heart to condemn her stupidity.

Zeyn slightly turned his head "Kuenya .. e-enak."

***

"What feeling is this?" Zeyn held onto his chest for a moment after closing the door of his room.

Zeyn sat down and adjusted his breathing, "Am I sick?" zeyn asked still calming the strange thump within his chest.

"If you need anything. Remember I've always been here for you," I don't know why it's always ringing in Zeyn's mind.

Zeyn let out a rough sigh feeling frustrated with his own thoughts. "Why did he say that?" zeyn grumbled over his body on the bed with his arms wide open.

Amidst the activity of the fall, Dery's words suddenly flashed in Zeyn's mind. "Everything is going well, I just need to make the most of this moment before getting divorced."

***

"We need to talk" said Zein, looking at Vania, who was busy tidying up books and magazines.

Vania suddenly felt anxious and did not expect to hear that flat tone again.

They had even visited Zeyn's parents three days ago and now Zeyn's attitude was back to the way it was. No sad faces, so what's the problem?. Sometimes such words are a sign that something bad is going to happen.

Zeyn sat down on the sofa and gestured for Vania to also sit down.

"There are things we have to work out, I've thought about them over and over and now I think the time is right to discuss them, we need to make a deal."

Zeyn placed a piece of paper and a pen on the table and thrust it towards Vania.

"What's this?" vania asked confusedly looking at the paper in front of her.

"The marriage contract we've agreed to before," Vania gawked and her hands clutched firmly at the end of her clothes.

"I added some important points in it. For now we only need to live a married life for one year until the end of the year. So, you just need to make everything look okay to help me, until the company business I take over later. I made sure you'd live your life comfortably. We will then get divorced. And you have to be the one to do that. My parents won't allow me to file for divorce. I don't think this is a bad idea, do I? after all we are not happy with this marriage, so I decided to make it easier," Zeyn finished his words with great satisfaction.

One word that could describe a Zeyn is selfish, self-centered without caring about the feelings of the person in front of him, who may feel 1000 times the impact of sharp objects right in the heart.

Vania was glued to her place, her hands were shaking violently, her life was gone from her body. 'Why does he always decide things at will? By the time I feel like things are going to get better, he's getting comfortable and again he's doing something that's going to make me almost die, divorce?' lirih Vania inwardly struggled to swallow the large lump on her neck.

'But I like you.'