Selfish Husband

Attention

Vania had already left the house when Zeyn woke up. Staying alone with the silence that enveloped the entire house, Zeyn switched on the TV and walked to the kitchen to make breakfast.

As a result, a bowl of porridge and beef soup was neatly arranged on the table, the rest waiting for Zeyn to eat it. The man smiled at how attentive Vania was. Feel happy because in the care of the wife when sick, wake up in the morning and find food made for the husband with love.

'The wisdom you lie about Zeyn.'

Zeyn was still faithfully standing holding the back of the chair, seconds later the feeling of guilt began to strike and his smile slowly faded when he realized that he could lose the figure of Vania.

Zeyn did everything she could do, relaxed around the house, took a shower and lastly sat on the couch for hours while watching TV shows bored Zeyn. There was no more work to be done.

"She's only been working recently, so what's she been doing all this time by herself? he also does not work and has no friends, I also sometimes come home late and do not pay too much attention to him," murmured Zeyn who at that time felt something piercing his heart.

"It must have been very stressful and lonely for her to live with me."

Once again, Zeyn finds himself thinking of Vania, guiltily remembering what Vania does every day at home. While Zeyn who in fact only a day can not afford to live without going out of the house.

***

Vania carefully pressed down and pushed the door so as not to cause the slightest sound. But the calmness in the house convinces Vania that Zeyn is asleep. Vania felt a bit sad because she could not meet her husband, even though as much as possible trying to be indifferent. Still, when Zeyn got sick was a bad idea. Vania happily took care of him and seeing Zeyn hurt only made her heart grow weaker.

At 12:25 am

It was very late when a loud bang sounded from the direction of the door. Surprised, Vania woke up and checked the intercom screen, her eyes narrowing faintly to find the silhouette of the father. 'What is he doing here? it's late at night like this?' at first Vania wanted to pretend to be indifferent and not open the door, but again a loud bang was heard and with a heavy heart Vania opened it for fear of disturbing the peace of the neighbors.

The wrong decision was taken by Vania, because when her father entered, a commotion began to occur.

"What right do you have to do that, huh?" he pushed down Vania's rough shoulders, the pungent smell of alcohol in her breath. "Are you crazy?"

"W-what are you talking about?" Vania stepped back as her father continued to approach her.

"You dare to ask? and pretend nothing happened?"

"Dad, calm down, put su down ..."

"Don't try to hunt me down little*ng! "

"Dad, please don't scream, you ..." Vania could not continue her words. So Vania decided to go into her room because it was the furthest from Zeyn's room. Vania can't do anything about it, nothing can stop her father and she has no power against him. Vania riled up and played her finger channeling her anxiety.

"Now you dare to deceive me! basic kid doesn't know at profit! you think no one noticed? you think no one will know? how dare you meet another man when you have a husband!" vania's father shrieked loudly as Vania wanted to try to dodge.

"Not se ..." Vania attempts to explain but fails because the father does not hear her, but rather takes out her anger.

"Do you want others to make disgusting rumors like this? do you want to ruin your home? do you want to destroy me?" vania's back hit the wall, with fear that ruled Vania unable to move to dodge as her father threw a glass at her.

Blood poured out of Vania's right cheekbones. "I won't let you do it! I swear I'll kill you if you dare to repeat it!" the father pulled Vania's arm and pushed her roughly to the floor. Vania knew very well what would happen next so Vania simply closed her eyes and hid her face with her palm and waited for a merciless blow.

"Yes, sure." said the heavy voice.

Vania slowly lowered her hand and looked at Zeyn who was holding her father's hand which was already leading to Vania.

"This is my house and my wife, so I'll take care of it, so please leave and don't make a fuss here" Zeyn said calmly and remained firm.

The anger on Vania's father's face gradually disappeared, replaced by an emotionless mask. He stared at Hina Vania once more before gawking away. Zeyn reached out her hand and helped Vania to wake up.

"Wait here, I'll be right back" Zeyn said in a hoarse voice and still sounded as resolute as when he spoke to his father-in-law. Maybe because Zeyn's still sick.

***

Vania picked up the P3K box from the closet and took it into the bathroom to see the wounds left by her father. Vania admitted, the father could not do much because of the presence of Zeyn who foiled the action.

Vania could not endure the pain, not only on her cheeks but her palms were also exposed to pieces of glass and embedded in her flesh. Vania carefully tried to pull out the shards with her hands but only made her feel more pain.

Her tears could not hide the pain that Vania felt, trying to breathe air before grabbing the tweezers, then clenching her lower lip and removing the shards of her glass.

The bathroom door opened, so Vania immediately bandaged her original wound.

"Are you okay?" ask Zeyn worried.

"I-I'm fine, don't worry. Then nothing happened" said Vania and wiped the rest of the tears with the back of her hand.

"Please don't do that again" Zeyn said, grabbing Vania's hand. Vania simply looked at him with a puzzled expression. "Don't cry alone in the bathroom, don't hide your tears from me. I'm your husband, you can only put out your cries in my arms, okay?"zeyn orders with a very soft voice and full of attention.

Perhaps anyone who heard it would melt back then as well Vania was no exception as her words gave a strange sensation in her stomach and eyes. The next instant Zeyn held Vania gently, putting Vania's head on her chest. "Now you can cry as much as you can, because I'm here for you." Zeyn gently stroked his wife's hair.

"You're not alone, don't pretend to be strong in front of me anymore" he said, kissing Vania's head.