Tamara's Forced Marriage

Chapter 16

Just an hour's drive the woman sitting next to him was already sound asleep. Ziddan pulled over briefly to correct his wife's position to make it more comfortable. He took off the jacket he was wearing to cover the woman's body. He then drove his car back at a moderate speed.

 

A few moments later they stopped to eat and rest for a while before continuing the journey. Tamara precedes Ziddan's step, she looks very hungry. The woman ordered the meatballs and ate them voraciously regardless of Ziddan who had been watching her behavior.

 

After that they continued the journey, still half the journey that must be taken. Ziddan's car is now speeding up to break the raindrop on the motorway.

 

In the afternoon, the newlyweds finally arrived. Ziddan could not bear to see his wife who had just fallen asleep, he then decided to hold the woman's slender body towards the room. As Ziddan began to lift his body into the air suddenly Tamara woke up and shouted.

 

“Let me down!” Hit her husband's chest. Then slowly he lowered the body which weighed perhaps only fifty-five kilos. Of course I don't mind Ziddan.

 

“I can walk alone, no need you carry me anymore. And don't ever touch me,” he said annoyed.

Tamara took her belongings and went inside the house that Ziddan called ‘kecil’ in front of her in-laws earlier. Ziddan was eager to bring his wife's things but was definitely rejected again. So he just followed the little steps of the woman.

 

“Which guest room is next to?”

 

“You sure you don't want to room with me? I promise I'll sleep on the couch later.” Ziddan hoped his wife would accept the offer.

 

“I told you, I don't want a room with you. I don't love you.” The stare she gave to her husband. Tamara was afraid of the man. She was afraid that her husband would ask for her rights or even force her when she fell asleep later. How could he do that without love.

 

“Alright if it wants you. Tomorrow I have started work, because no one can replace me for too long.”

 

“It's better. I'd be happier alone in this house.”

 

“So you hate me Tamara?”

 

“Maybe.”

 

“What, I will continue to pray for you to let your heart melt,” he murmured slowly.

 

I'm sorry, I can't hide my disappointment with our marriage.

This heart still hurts, I still want to find my first love, Reza.

My gut feeling is that Reza isn't that bad, there must be something behind it.

I still want to heal my wounds, but I'm getting hurt even more.

 It took me a long time to recover.

 

 

“Give me time,” ooze.

 

 

“Let me sleep separate room with you.”

 

“What can I do. I am not an unequivocal husband. But my sincerity in loving you has defeated it.”

 

“I will still support you by birth, if you refuse the inner living. Bring me this ATM card, I've filled in the balance. You just buy what you want. If you're done talking or call me. It's my phone number.” Giving a card.

 

“Thanks for your understanding,” he said taking the gift of Ziddan.

 

“I go in first, want to sleep for a while.”

 

“Met rest baby.” Smile seduces his wife. Tamara ignored closing the room door a little hard. The woman tidied the clothes into a wooden cabinet that was available in the guest room. Then he laid his body high enough to the mattress that already looks neat. Ziddan lived in the house itself, but every corner of his house looked neat. Though Ziddan's house was quite large, it would definitely take a long time to clean the house, and he was busy working. Of course Ziddan must be a very diligent man.

 

Tamara fell asleep until magrib arrived. The door that was locked was knocked on by the man so many times that he managed to wake up his sleep. Tamara has a shower and then prays magrib. He then went out to make dinner. But when he reached the kitchen he saw Ziddan had preceded him to cook. Tamara turned her back on leaving the place, she wasn't good enough to just eat.

Ziddan who knew the whereabouts of his wife behind him then chased and caught the wave of Tamara's hand.

 

“Come we eat.”

 

“I'll be later, you first.” Trying to let go of the tightly coiled muscular hand grip on his arm.

 

“Sit. I'll prepare dinner for you, this time don't refuse. I'm tired of making a special dinner for both of us.”

 

Tamara resigned her hand pulled her husband to the dining table until sitting down, Ziddan was preparing something. He was waiting for what he would provide for him.

 

“What is this?”

 "Isn't this your favorite food?”

 “Where do you know?”

 “Mothers tell.”

 “I guessed it,” she replied while feeding her husband's rib soup.

 “How does it feel?”

 “Lumayan.”

 

“Lumayan but out yes.” Tamara just realized the food in front of her was a mouthful. Ziddan giggled at the sight of his wife blushing with embarrassment which then passed leaving him alone in the kitchen. Even so, Ziddan looked happy because Tamara looked more beautiful with her reddish cheeks making Ziddan anxious to hold the woman.

 

“I will keep trying to get your heart, my prettiest angel,”.

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