The Cost of Trust

survive because of circumstances

I was out of the hospital for 2 days. All I see is Aziz is still pacing back and forth at home. Ask him why he didn't go to the office, but he refused. Trying not to care and do not want to know it was difficult. As painful as any wound he inched for me, in fact my heart still leaves a little love for the man who has been my life companion .

This morning, while heading to the kitchen I saw Aziz mas struggling with some cooking ingredients. Not to forget, his smart phone he put in not far from where he stood.

I looked at it for a while from a short distance. Turns out he was watching a stew chicken cooking tutorial.

The smoke above the mejikom was already billowing. The kitchen table already has vegetable soup, fried tempeh and maybe Aziz mas will cook stew. My favorite menu . Quite moved by his efforts. Though I know, even though he was once a boarding boy, cooking is not his field at all.

I walked back to the refrigerator. Pretending not to pay attention to his activities.

"Are you awake, baby?", he said.

I ignored, I immediately sipped cold water from the refrigerator. Although it is still morning, my esophagus asked for fresh.

After drinking, I walked towards the front room. While going through Aziz's mas, my wrist was blocked. Aziz's other hand turned off the stove.

"Quite you cuekin mas like this deck!" his tone of voice is high. I looked at both of his sharp eyes.

"Then, what should I do? Gentle as yesterday-yesterday after you betrayed me?" ask her.

"Must explain how many times the deck. Oath to Allah by our son who is in your womb. There was not the slightest intention of the king to betray the deck. Khilaf deck, please give mas a chance. Sorry mas!"

Mas Aziz held me in his arms. I felt comfortable when I heard his heartbeat. The man who promised before God to keep me in love led me to heaven with him, but in reality the bitter pill I must taste.

"Let go mas!"

"No. I won't let you go!"

"But I'm nauseous, I'm gonna throw up in the bathroom!" my snapping.

At once Aziz let me go. I ran to the bathroom. The cold water I just drank is out again. My stomach that is still empty is getting worse. My body drooped limply leaning against the door I had not closed before.

"Sir...kamu why deck. wake up! Don't make me anxious." Mas Aziz patted my cheek softly.

I clasped his hand. Your eyes are back open.

"Awas, I could be alone" I said. My body is like a boneless . Just a step, the feet are limp. My body is starting to go limp. Agilely Aziz caught me. Then he took me to my room.

I looked at her handsome face that looked panicked and anxious to see how I was doing. I realized, she loved me so much. He always treated me with gentleness. But what he did with Lili......

Mas Aziz put me in bed. Swiping his head lovingly. Sit in front of the bed, holding my hand tightly. Kissed her occasionally. How sweet your treatment. Does lily get the same treatment as me? When my brain thinks like that, I throw Aziz's hand.

"Mas make warm tea yes. Kasian Dede her baby if your stomach is empty. I want to cook chicken stews, your favorite. Yes, you rest first. Go to the kitchen first. I'll bring the tea here."

He left me in the room. A few months ago, I was a wife who often thirsted for the affection of her husband, who often missed her, who often even neglected her inner rights. Now, things have changed. There is a feeling that makes me reluctant to just touch. Especially if you have a husband and wife relationship. Shown in the eye, the betrayal she committed on me.

Czech....

The door to the room is open. Mas Aziz brought me a cup of hot tea. And there's boiled bananas. I don't know where he got it.

"Drink the tea y baby, this was given a banana boiled same next door neighbor."

Mas Aziz put it on the nightstand.

"Come out! I want to be alone!"

"Mas won't come out before you drink his tea and eat his bananas. You have the right to be angry, but please also take care of the health of our children. You should also think of the fetus in your womb!"

What Aziz said is true, but.....

He brought the warm tea in front of me. All right, this time I go down my ego for the sake of the child I bear. I grabbed the cup of tea, then I shaved slowly. My stomach feels warm, comfortable. Mas Aziz peeled the boiled banana and then bribed it to me.

"I can do it myself!", my hand intended to pull over but lost quickly. The banana was in front of my mouth.

He nodded his head.

"Eat the deck. Let the mas feed you and our son!"

With a little annoyance I finally ate the banana.

Mas Aziz smiled at me. Maybe jumawa, for persuading me.

"I've eaten, what are you waiting for?"

Instead of going Aziz mas even approached me.

Cup.....

A warm kiss landed on my forehead. I was glued for a moment. Not getting carried away, I pushed him.

"Come out, I've been drinking and eating like you asked, right? So now you better get out. Let me rest!"

"Alright, mas will come out. But promise me, "his words are paused .Then half-whispered in my ear.

"Use your obligations deck, once you feel better. Right mas , which you must obey!"

I'm slack. He could talk like that. Lifting my own body I've been limp, how can I serve him.

"No. I don't want to promise. Come out."

"alright. If you don't want to. But..mas coerce! Yes already, continue cooking for you to eat later. Yes, I have officially resigned from the office. After this, I'll focus on taking care of you!"

Aziz got up and left the room.

He used to beg me to forgive him, but he just intimidated me . Wife herself. Mas Aziz why are you like that mas???

Food is on the table for eating. I also took a shower in the bathroom. My body was a little fresher after the bath and my stomach was filled with a little food.

While drying my hair, Aziz suddenly came. Hold me tight from behind. I feel uncomfortable with his treatment.

"Please!"my sergeant.

"As I said earlier, I have earned the right to be a husband. And you deck, obligated to give it. No matter how angry you are, you are still the wife of the deck mas!"

"Sorry, I'm not a bus." I was cut off. Suddenly Aziz attacked me blindly. And finally, Aziz finished it without a significant fight from me.

You're weak Dian. Very weak ! I cursed myself. As weak as you are Dian to not dwell in front of your husband.

I was crying without a sound. Mas Aziz hugged me tightly. His little chin grew a beard, touching my shoulder.

"Sorry..!", he whispered.

"Mas just love you deck. I'm sorry if I hurt you!"

He came back to kiss my shoulder. I just resigned to his treatment.

"Give me a second chance to fix everything. Don't ever think of getting off my deck. I promise you, all our problems will be solved. And you, will remain beside the mas. Raising and caring for our children!" whispered again.

I could only close my eyes, steady the ceiling of my room. The silent witness to the joy and sorrow of my marriage with Aziz. Is this a second chance for you?