Surviving in Marriage

SEE DAD

After coming out of the bathroom, Raihan who had changed his clothes then walked towards his bed. There was already Arsyila who pretended to sleep by turning her back to Raihan. She deliberately pretended to sleep because she really felt unable to bear to face her husband in a state of swollen eyes because of crying.

"Whoi, Arshila.." Raihan called out to Arsyila in a loud voice.

"Don't pretend. I know you haven't slept.." Said Raihan who was getting angry.

Arsyila opened her eyes and then wiped away the tears that had been flowing so much earlier. After that, he turned his body towards Raihan who was standing firmly with both hands on his waist.

"Yes, Sorry Bang.. Bang Raihan just got home.." Asryila.

"Who told you to sleep there?" Raihan asked with glaring eyes.

"ee.. So then.. I mean, how's bang?" Arsene asked confused.

"Take your pillow and sleep on the couch!" Raihan's orders were firm.

Arsyila. Both of his eyeballs were staring softly at Raihan who had turned his gaze away from Arsyila. And with a shaky step finally Arsyila moved towards the sofa.

After Arsyila left, Raihan immediately dropped his body into the soft mattress with the slightest care of the fate of his wife who had to sleep on the sofa that was not so big.

Arsilla saw her husband from a distance. Raihan looks like he is busy typing something from his phone while occasionally smiling and laughing. Seeing that scene really made the wound in Arsyila's heart deepen..

***

"Well, Arsyila can ask permission to leave the house?" The morning after Raihan finished bathing, Arsyila ventured to ask her husband.

Raihan looked briefly at Arsyila with his cynical gaze and without answering Arsyila's question then he walked towards his desk.

"Sorry Bang, if only Raihan would not allow me to go out. I'm not going out Bang. Actually was... The plan is, I want to go to Dad's.." Arsyila said in a very quiet voice. Every word that came out of his mouth sounded so cautious. Arsyila was so afraid that from her words just now would make Raihan angry.

"You.. Go anywhere, I don't care.." He said coldly and again without seeing Arsyila.

"Sorry bang.. So, can Arsyila go to dad's today?" Arsyila asked again because she was not satisfied with Raihan's reply just now.

"You stupid, moron or what ha? I told you I don't care about your life. Wherever you go, there is no need to ask my permission" Raihan said after that straight out of the room leaving Arsyila who was stuck there.

***

After Raihan left for work, Arsyila went to her mother-in-law to go see her father. Although only 3 days she lived in her husband's house, Arsyila already felt longed for her father and also Ardan, her sister. So he decided today to go visit his father.

Arriving there, Arsyila found her house looks lonely without any activities that Arsyila's father used to do in the morning. Usually in the morning Arsyila's father has stayed in front of the house to just sweep the yard or other things.

But, this time Arsyila's house looks still sealed. Is Dad still sleeping? Thought Arsyila in her heart.

Arsyila said hello several times. But there was no answer, Suddenly strange thoughts began to pervade him. Arsyila then tried to call her father's number. But, it's not active. Then call Ardan's number, his sister. However, not lifted. Arsyila's heart was getting restless.

"Sir Arsy? When's it coming to sister?" Suddenly from behind Ardan appeared.

"Ardan, where are you from?" Ask Arsyila.

"Dad's home, huh? But, why hasn't there been a caller's response since?" Arsyila was confused.

"Ee. that's brother. Sorry Ardan didn't tell sister. Dad's sick" said Ardan, feeling guilty for not telling Arsyila.

"What's? Dad sick? What pain?" Ask Arsyila.

Without waiting for Ardan's reply, Arsyila immediately rushed into his house.

"Dad.. What's sick dad?" Arsyila saw her father lying weakly on his bed which made her unable to cry.

"Fatigue is Arsy.." His father replied in a voice that sounded hoarse and weak.

"Ardan, why don't you tell me you're sick?" Arsyila kinu's view turned to Ardan and scolded the scene.

"You can't blame Ardan, Arsy.. Dad forbid him not to tell you." Said Arsyila's father in a quiet voice.

"But why Dad? Why don't you tell Arsy? Arsy is my father's son." Arsyila Protest.

"Daddy won't make you worry and trouble you. You just got married there's no way Dad's gonna burden you on your happy day with this sudden daddy pain." Said.

"Dad don't talk like that. Who says you're a burden on Arsyila."

"We went to the clinic yuk Yah, let Arsy interracial" continued Arsyila again.

"No need Arsy, I just have a fever. This is Ardan's medicine. It'll be good by itself" Rejected his father.

"Am sure you don't want to check with the doctor?" Ask Arsyila. Arsyila's father just nodded.

"Oiya, did you come alone? Where is your husband ? " Ask Arsyila's Dad.

Arsyila gasped at her father's question just now.

"ee.. Bang Raihan again work Well, there's work that he can't leave. That's why he can't bring Arsy here" replied Arsyila while looking down. He dared not look into his father's eyes.

"Arsy, why do your eyes look a little damp, son?" Asked her father who might have just noticed Arsyila's slightly swollen eyes.

"Oh, this is. Lack of sleep is probably well." Arsyila felt bad for lying to her father. Because it is impossible at a time like this that she told all her husband's treatment of her to her father who was lying weak? Not likely. His father will be getting down. Asryila is unwilling to make father even sicker if she finds out what really happened in her marriage.

"Army..You are now a wife. I just wish you could be a sholeha wife to your husband, Raihan." Said Arsyila's father who somehow said that word that was thrown from his mouth.

"The good guy. I'm relieved you can marry a sholeh man like Raihan. He can definitely guide you to the good path of Arsy.. May you always be happy.." Said Arsyila's father with a sweet smile.

Arsyila could only swallow her Saliva hearing her father's words just now.

'Just let me know.... The man I thought was good and good, had already scratched this wound in my heart, the night of our marriage...' Arsyila..

Seriate..