The Dilemma Between Two Choices

5. First Day as a Wife

After the hotel where the wedding reception was, they chose to go straight home. Andra took his wife to her new home.

However, in the middle of the road a few meters away the car drove, Andra suddenly stopped the speed of his car. He told Nafesa to sit in the back seat.

"Mas wants to get into the store, so Mas stopped his car in front of indo April?" the question is not at all understand why the car stopped and in the middle of the road which happens to be in front of the shop where shopping.

Nafesa glanced at her silent husband with no intention of answering Nafesa's question.

Andra got out of her car, and opened the door of the seat occupied by Nafesa.

"Come down and sit in the back, I don't like it when you sit next to me" with a slightly jutek look.

Nafesa never saw the slightest smile emanating from her husband's face after their wedding reception.

His face was astonished at why he was told to sit in the back.

"Why should I be behind?" he asked with a confused face.

"Your place is not beside me, but behind me, remember your status so please don't go beyond my boundaries, you're just a wife on paper no more."

Nafesa immediately got out of the car and walked towards the back door.

"Hey!!! You forget your bag, take it I don't want your bag to dirty the floor of my car" Andra's circus.

Andra did not want to have any contact with Nafesa at all, regardless of their previous status.

Andra throws the bag in front of Nafeesa and hits her chest. Andra looked at him with puffiness and did not care in the least.

Nafesa just want to sit his ass on the car seat, Andra without notice first forward his car. That made Nafesa's body pushed forward until his forehead fell on the driver's seat.

"Aauuuhhh," he lamented, holding his slightly blue forehead.

Andra smiled cunningly at what Nafesa was going through.

Nafesa was already sitting well on the chair. Even though it was a little painful, he did not want to complain at all.

Andra then shouted loudly at Nafesa and said, "Hey, don't you have any other clothes and models? to be honest, if that's how your clothes go, I'm so embarrassed."

Nafesa was surprised to hear the words of Andra who judged her dress and appearance.

"I don't know why Mom and Dad married me to that model girl, what's interesting?"

Andra observed Nafesa from the tip of her foot to the end of her hair.

"Yesterday is very beautiful time in make up and wear bridal clothes, you are now cupu, curly very well?"

Nafesa daily wear shirt with stripes combined skirt. Her hair was always tied or braided in two.

"I'm sorry I don't have any other clothes" she explained.

Andra just shook her head and did not expect the Capital City girl to be born in Kota, but her appearance was like that of a person from the corner of Kampung alone.

"God willing I can get through all this."

Not long after, their car had already entered Andra's elite residential area. They got out of the car and walked towards the entrance.

"This is my home, from today you will stay with me here, but not as my wife as a maid, remember and keep my words in mind at all times."

Nafesa nodded his head without a sound. He observes Andra's house which is quite nice and luxurious even though the size is not too big.

Initially, both her parents wanted them to settle down and live in the main house of the Andra family. He refused with all kinds of reasons, so inevitably the two gentlemen agreed to Andra's wishes and decisions.

His parents did not want to force his will. They were already happy and grateful that Andra had fulfilled her request to marry Nafesa.

Andra does not want, her marriage is not healthy and not well known by their two extended families. If they live on the roof with their families, their ugliness and rot will automatically be discovered by others.

Especially Andra does not want her affair exposed in front of her family who will later make herself removed from the family card and removed from the inheritance.

Nafesa followed Andra's steps into his room, because he had walked down his face until Andra stopped suddenly, and hit Andra's hard back.

"Aauuhhhh," cried Nafesa.

Andra looked at Nafesa cynically and was careless with Nafesa's carelessness.

Andra continued her steps back into her private room. He was further enraged when he saw that Nafesa had placed her bag on her nightstand.

He immediately shouted towards Nafesa.

"Hey!!!! get out of my room."

Nafesa was snapped from where he stood as his ears caught the sound of intrusion from Andra blaring like lightning in broad daylight.

"You have no right to sleep or stay in my room, your room is downstairs on the second floor" Andra said in a large voice.

Nafesa who heard a sudden scream from her husband, instantly reflexively rushed to grab her bag.

"I'm sorry Mas, I didn't know that this room wasn't my room" he said.

Nafesa was disappointed to be evicted from her husband's private room by the one who had it.

"Remember this moment and until at any time, you must not set your foot in here, I forbid you to touch and be in my room."

"Okay Mas" he answered with a faint smile from Nafesa.

Although disappointed and saddened by her husband's treatment, but she always tried to keep smiling.

He walked outwards and did not forget to close the door tightly.

"God strengthen my heart, give me patience with my husband's attitude, and soften my husband's heart and feelings Mas Andra."

He then walked slowly down the stairs. Occasionally glancing back, she hoped Andra would change her mind and invite her to stay together inside her room.

But, hope only remains the hope of what is expected and dreamed by him does not materialize until his step has climbed the last step of the ladder.

His forehead creased when he found out that what he wanted would not come true.

He walked towards his room just a few meters away from the stairs. The white painted door opened. He looked around the room before setting foot inside his room.

"Alhamdulillah," he said and laid his body on a bed that fit for his size alone.

It has been two weeks since they got married. But, until that moment also Andra remained unchanged, always cold, indifferent, and did not care for his wife in the slightest.

They never sit at the same table to eat together. Just passing by is very rare, what else to talk is just a matter of small talk.

Nafesa always served her husband by washing his clothes, cleaning the whole house, cooking even though his cooking to taste was never anything else to eat.

She wants to serve her husband always fails, because what she does is always unwanted and rejected outright by Andra.

Like today Nafesa cooks dinner for her husband. But, Andra had not revealed the trunk of his nose since then.

Nafesa sat in the guest chair. She awaits the arrival of her husband. He did not get tired of staring at the wall where the Clock was.

While in the house one of the rulers who often marry the bride. Andra and Lidya were already sitting in front of the Father of Penghulu. They are ready to get married.

At first the pengulu father refused, but with the lure of an envelope that was thick enough to make the pengulu father ready.

"Father need not worry, I have prepared a lot of money for the important father you can marry us tonight, too" he explained by thrusting a white envelope.

His eyelash immediately sparkled brightly after taking the envelope. Lidya stared at the old man and raised her thumb stealthily around the corner of the table.

Not long after, Sah said it had been heard from Mr. Penghulu's mouth. They are already officially in the sacred bond of marriage, even if it is only religious marriage.

The wall clock was showing at 11 p.m., but Andra was not home yet. Repeatedly Nafesa yawned, but he still faithfully waited until only a few moments when he laid his body on the long chair. The two-leafed door opened wide and Nafesa woke up from her bed.

She ran small towards the door, but her steps came to a halt for a moment after seeing who the figure of the person behind the door was.

He stared at his place and was astonished to see the arrival of the man. What's more, the woman was wearing a bridal outfit.

His knees instantly loyo for a moment, which was once very sleepy now his drowsiness disappeared while flying evaporated with the wind.