Sharing Love: My Husband Married Without My Permission

Sharing Love: My Husband Married Without My Permission
331. Understanding Husband



I walked into the room to see Arga. My husband is in the shower right now. The sound of water was clearly heard from inside there as I stuck my ear on the door leaf.


It felt like his attitude this time was a little different, usually he would kiss my forehead if I went home to work, stroked my stomach gently, and said affection and other sweet words.


Arga has come out of the bathroom, immediately I give her a change of clothes.


"Why are you, Pa? It's not usually so," I asked.


"What's unusual?" ask him back.


"You act, today I'm the same. I was wrong, wasn't I?" ask again.


Arga put on her clothes in front of the closet and removed the half-wet towel from her body.


"There's nothing, I'm just tired" he replied.


"Yes, but you don't usually do that. As soon as you're not going to suck, you ...." Suddenly I could not speak, this voice stuck in my throat. It felt like crying with her treatment this afternoon that was indifferent towards me. She wanted to protest, but I couldn't get my voice out anymore.


Arga was done with his clothes, his towel he hung on the gallows along with the suit he had worn and the tie, then walked towards me.


"Why are you? How sensitive today? I'm okay, loh. Just tired because of work," he said, sitting down and taking me into his arms.


"Kok even cry? I'm sorry, tomorrow I won't do it again. Sorry, yes" he said persuading. My wet face she rubbed slowly. I nodded my head. I feel really tired today with everything I do and I get.


"You again, the tumben really cry? Usually not," he said. I chose to hug him, not wanting to talk if today I was very tired of home affairs and also to the hospital. My feet hurt, I was very hungry too, but there was nothing I could eat.


"Hey, how come it's crying again?" Dong, why the hell?" asked Arga gently. I shook my head again. He no longer asked and just gently stroked my head.


Almost ten minutes after, I cried in his arms, had calmed down. I don't want to talk about tired whack, it's a lot of business lest I add to the burden again.


"I brought you some drinking water?" He asked again, I just nodded in response. Before long Arga came back with water in his hand. He gave it to me.


"You don't have to go to the hospital tomorrow, yeah. I told Sister Sus that she went to the hospital and helped Nira to take care of her mother" he said. I nodded and smiled.


"I'm worried that if you go home to the hospital, your stomach is already big. You also need a good rest" he said.


"Yes, I also know, earlier Sister Sus also said that tomorrow Ma'am Sus aja who went to the hospital."


"Sorry, Pa. Sorry about my attitude. I'm sensitive and tired like that" I said honestly.


Arga smiled and hugged me tightly. "Yes, I know. Sorry, about my attitude" he said.