Selfish Husband

The Defense That Started to Wobble

Spending time with Yudha made Vania feel a great happiness. Feelings free from all worries, hatred, negative thoughts that always bother him. Living under a scenario his parents played out and into the life of Zeyn, the torturer.

Vania is tired of believing that there are good people living in this world. But Yudha's presence dismissed the assumption Vania had believed in.

***

Still with eyes that have not been opened perfectly, Vania walked towards the kitchen looking for something that could cling to her stomach, in fact there was nothing at the dining table because she had not cooked, because she had not cooked, finally the choice fell on a bottle of tomato juice in the refrigerator.

"Ekhm."

Deheman's voice rang out from behind, Vania choking on the juice and her heartbeat pounding. Vania turned around and found Zeyn standing facing her, Vania's eyes glanced at the clock that showed 9 am. Vania did not expect that Zeyn would be at home, as Zeyn usually left at eight in the morning.

"Ekhm," Zeyn again cleared his throat.

Zeyn changed position to sit in front of the dining table, he turned his face to make Vania confused herself.

"Hm ... Ba-bajumu," he said, raising his head slightly and staring at Vania from head to toe.

Vania gasped to notice something, Zeyn did not see Vania because she was embarrassed by the pajamas her wife was wearing, the pants were quite short and exposed the top of her knee. Something Zeyn had never seen from the woman who was his wife.

Zeynan first saw most of Vania's body, her eyes were rounded, her hands lowered the pants she was wearing. His cheeks and body warmed up. Zeyn the real man was able to keep his eyes on him.

Vania put the glass she was still holding onto the sink and ran small towards her room. While Zeyn was holding his breath and just exhaled when he saw Vania enter his room.

"What's wrong with my chest? I have to go to the doctor to check my heart. Why does it feel so abnormal lately?" zeyn muttered with his stupid thoughts.

The confusion between Zeyn and Vania is growing. Inside the room, Vania was struggling with her brain thinking about how to implement her actions when meeting with Zeyn. The thought of how Zeyn treated him, broke his heart. 'I must be strong.' said Vania to strengthen herself.

***

Still at 6:15 PM and Zeyn is home, unlike usual the man will be home soon.

"No dinner?" ask Zeyn

Vania felt her hands tremble on the side of the sofa, trying to catch her breath to calm herself down.

"Didn't you want to cook tonight?" ask Zeyn again.

"I won't bother to make it for you, because I know you don't eat it" said Vania flatly.

"Now, I want to eat! so make it," Zeyn ordered.

There was no other way but to carry out the orders of the husband, because Vania who had stood in front of the stove and cooked omlet rice. Zeyn was sitting at the dinner table waiting for his food, and then came Vania serving a serving of omlet rice earlier. Zeyn looked up with a puzzled face.

"I don't eat, I'm full."

Vania wanted to step away leaving the dining table and passing Zeyn but suddenly Vania felt something warm and pressure on her wrist. Vania stopped and glanced at her hand and it was Zeyn who was gently holding onto Vania's hand.

"Eat with me."

Only two simple words were able to make Vania's soul turn upside down, but Vania still faithfully preserved her flat expression. Zeyn lunge so sweet, take a plate and divide the omlet rice into two portions. Vania's gaze still remained flat and started eating with her without any sound.

Only the silence created accompanied the two beings who were changing roles.

Zeyn also remained silent not saying anything or just starting a topic of conversation. Because Vania several times found Zeyn who was stealing glances at her.

But the silence that was created was an advantage for Vania not to engage in conversation between herself and Zeyn. 'I suspect, if this sweet behavior contains a purpose but not a good goal. I can't just melt away" he said, trying to strengthen his heart that seemed to be about to falter.

Vania takes care of the dirty dishes and cleans the dining table and the only thing that makes Vania amazed because Zeyn still sat there was no intention to move, observe what Vania did.

Vania did not bother even busy washing the dirty dishes in the sink, but Vania's fear increased a little, because the next second Vania felt the footsteps walk closer and Vania's brain was too paralyzed to guess what would happen next.

As her heart rate increased, Zeyn was so close that the slightest movement Vania could feel. Vania froze, her eyes not even blinking.

Zeyn's hand held onto Vania's waist and took over the plate and sponge that Vania was holding. Like the scene of the newlyweds drama that Vania always dreamed of, a romantic and loving scene.

Vania's defense begins to falter, hoping Zeyn will show her feelings and make things better, but her body thrashes, asking to immediately break free from Zeyn's arms forever.

Zeyn's face drew closer and the roar of breath in Vania's neck also made Vania shiver, her eyes slowly blinking like her nervous slow motion. Zeyn's chest tipped against Vania's back, Zeyn's lips touched the surface of Vania's neck skin and somehow made Vania's hair instantly bristled.

Vania closed her eyes, biting her lower lip softly, her hands clutching the edge of the sink. Vania had completely lost her consciousness. Time and again Zeyn kissed the neck and then went up to the cheeks that began to blush owned by the wife. The coldness now penetrated to the bones as it felt Zeyn's lips drawn to form a smile.

Zeyn again kissed the corner of the eye belongs to Vania and gave a different sensation felt Vania made Zeyn with a gentle movement eager to do it again and again.

Vania regained her senses and opened her already reddened eyes holding back tears. 'She just fucked me, ' Inner Vania.

Vania closed her eyes and a single tear finally escaped her cracker.

While Zeyn liked his activities so much that he could not help himself, his main goal was just to harass Vania, but it made her not want to stop because of the sweet smell of Vania's body and her soft skin became an opium of its own.

'I just wanted to hug her, kiss her, ' that's the assumption that filled Zeyn's brain.

'I just want to know how to ra ..' Zeyn thought and looked at Vania's face. But what Zeyn saw was far from his imagination.

"Please ... Zeyn .. stopped." lirih Vania still closed her eyes and tears began to flood her cheeks.