Sharing Love: My Husband Married Without My Permission

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"Mas had been pampering him all this time" I told him.

"What am I spoiling her like, Yu?" ask Mas Hilman to me.

"Yes you pamper him too much Mas, you always let what he wants to do. You never forbid him. Now he's talking to you. In fact, he doesn't even want to wash his clothes!" I said to him with annoyance.

As long as I was with Mas Hilman, I never let my husband wash my clothes. It is less fitting for a husband to wash his wife's clothes.

"She's pregnant, I'm also afraid that there's something about her, the baby, too" she said. He just kept defending Hana. What I said was for his own good too.

"Mas is paving the way for him to become more arbitrary with you. The longer he's gonna be, the more. I feel sorry for you all this time, she doesn't seem to understand the situation of you who are tired of working during the day." I said, getting annoyed with him. I hope he understands what I'm saying.

"That's Yu, don't discuss this anymore. I'm tired, I want to sleep fast tonight," he said, then he kept his laptop on the nightstand. Mas Hilman laid himself. The blanket under his feet he pulled with his feet, then he grabbed it with his hands and he closed it to his neck.

I breathed out violently. "As much as you are Mas, I speak also for your own good," I said then I followed him lying down.

We sleep on each other's backs. We haven't slept like this for a long time. Usually we sleep hugging each other, but tonight it feels no longer the same romance as before. Since the existence of Hana our relationship has stretched.

Since last night, Mas Hilman has not spoken to me again. I don't know if he's still mad at what I said last night, but I try not to care. What I said was not wrong. I smell the real nature of this woman.

"Sir I want to ask dong for help," The lazy voice I heard from behind me, his footsteps getting faster and noisily approaching.

"I'm leaving today, but I don't have any good clothes. I saw the white shirt of Mbak Ayu, which there is a rendition here, Mbak rarely wear right?" He asked while pointing towards his chest, indicating the location of the lace he was referring to. I think I know what he's going to say next.

"Can I borrow it?"

I have guessed!

"No!" answer me briefly.

"But today my friend got engaged Ma'am, I want to go there but don't have a nice shirt. Come on Ma'am, lend me for today only!" His pianca pleaded. Both of his palms were cupped in front of his chest.

"I told you no!" I answered with a little bit of a snarl. From his smile that expanded widely, now that smile slowly faded. Replace with a pouty face and eyes that are now red.

"It's just today, Ma'am," he asked once more steadfastly. I stopped the pace of my hand from stirring the food inside the pan and stared at him in annoyance.

"It wasn't yesterday that you were just shopping for clothes, was it? I see your clothes are good too. Why not just wear it?" I asked Hana. Indeed a few days ago he bought a shirt and I saw him wear it once, I think the shirt is quite good and I estimate the price is also quite good.

"it .. black and blue Ma'am, when I go there wear that color. If the white color looks good, Ma'am," he said softly.

"Time to the engagement event wear dark color clothes anyway Mommy? It feels strange, like you're mourning" he said.

"Not all the dark colors are mourning, just wear the existing ones don't fuss!" exclaim me again. I'm back with my activities.

"Mbak don't be so stingy dong, just this once again not all day anyway, if it's done I will also return it to Mbak," He began to whine again.

I just kept quiet and didn't answer.

"Mom! Why is this mom the same as me? I just want to borrow some clothes no time! I also if I have my own will not borrow the same Ma'am!" the excitement grew so much that Mas Hilman came out of the room and approached us.

"What the hell is all this fuss about?" ask Mas Hilman.

"This is Mas, I would have said yesterday afternoon with Mas if today I want to go to my friend's fiancee's event, I just want to borrow Mbak Ayu's clothes which are white, time cannot be!" Hana sulks with spoiled.

Mas Hilman glanced at me, I cast my gaze in the other direction. Wanted to know what he was going to say to Hana.

"You've got other clothes, why don't you wear your own?" ask Mas Hilman to Hana.

"Mas, my clothes are all, you know what my clothes look like. The one I bought yesterday was also dark in color, it would not be appropriate if I used to go to the event." He spoke again.

"Hana. Whatever you wear is appropriate. You do not need to borrow Ayu's clothes," said Mas Hilman.

"But my friends are all wearing white clothes, we made a pact. Ayu also did not go anywhere. That shirt's not wearing either, is it?" the woman was still clinging to her wishes. I just kept quiet hearing the conversation between the two of them. Want to know how else Mas Hilman's attitude to this child.

"Yes, that's it! I just don't want to leave!" he said with sulking. The little boy stuck his feet roughly to the floor and then went towards his room.

"Yu," Mas Hilman approached me, "you why the hell don't you lend me your clothes with Hana." He asked in a soft tone.

"if I say I don't want to!" I answered with a little exclaiming.

"But it's just a shirt, Yu!" That made me turn my head to him. Just a shirt, he said that?!

"That's what Hana meant was the clothes you gave me on my birthday in our first year of marriage, and even if it wasn't even that shirt, I would never let anyone else wear my shirt! It's enough without me lending it he's already taken my other shirt!" I cried with annoyance. I turned off the stove and walked away from Mas Hilman.

It felt so upset that he said that. Why does he not understand my feelings? He's taken the most important thing in my life, and now he still wants to take it all slowly?