The End of Hope

14 Eps. An Inappropriate Attitude

Naya's tears had been well-pushed, ready to spill right then and there. He looked up at the sky preventing it from falling. It's a shame that he would cry in such a public place. And most importantly, he doesn't want to look weak.

"Say, kanda. Who's that woman?"

"Ah, he's my friend. Let me introduce you, just so you calm down, okay?"

"Friends? But his attitude is as subtle as that.the hugging of kanda's hand."

"Ah, just hold it. Not a hug"

"But what I saw was not so. An attitude that is less appropriate for the size of just friends"

Rudian again sighed in annoyance, outstripping his hair while taking his eyes off trying to cope with his emotions. He did not expect to be caught by Naya in a place like this.

Honestly, it went wrong. Some time ago he did refuse to marry again with the woman of his mother's choice, because in fact he already loved another woman of his own choice. Rudian did not want Naya to know. For fear that Naya decides to divorce from him later.

All men are selfish, the fact is. He wants women to always understand him but he himself has difficulty understanding women. It is no wonder if polygamy or harm done by men occurs, where it will always demand to be understood.

"Rude..!" a woman called Rudian's name from the door of the minimarket while carrying a large plastic bag.

Rudian turned to her and then looked at Naya again. Naya also looked at the woman with a sad face. The roar that had not disappeared was back on his chest.

That woman is pretty and sexy. Probably more beautiful than Naya. Naya was devastated then too. Even her husband is looking for a girlfriend who is like that model. Very much different from him.

"I'm done. I go first yes" said the woman as she passed.

"Yola, wait!" said Rudian went up to the woman and took her hand to approach Naya.

'Oh, so his name is Yola' Naya.

"This is Naya, my wife" Rudian said after being in front of Naya. The two women shook hands and mentioned each other's names.

Without realizing it Rudian was still holding Yola's hand, and Naya was getting sick from seeing him. Naya approached, then removed Rudian's hand from the woman by force.

"Eh, sorry" Rudian said embarrassedly. His face was red at the time.

"You're just friends, right? So don't hold hands. Not muhrim" said Naya.

Unexpectedly the woman looked irritated and snorted violently, turning her gaze towards another hiding a disappointed expression on her face.

"What do you want to ride, taxi or taxi?" ask Rudian gently.

Deg. Naya's heart beat stronger. Such a tone of speech had long since disappeared from Rudian's habit. It's impossible if it's just friends. Would it be if there was no self Rudian would drive her home?

Rudian looked worried. Then he looked at Naya fixedly looking for certainty in her face, hoping that she would not get angry if she got home later.

"Are you okay if I take her home? His house is far from here. It was just a coincidence to meet here. He's shopping, so I'm with him"

Hearing Rudian's words was why Naya's heart did not believe. She walked away from Rudian and the woman, trying to guess who her husband would choose, herself or Yola. He discouraged the intention to buy some of his needs. Go home.

'I walked here too. Now go home by yourself is no problem' either'

"Nay, let's go up!" rudian said from the top of his bike stopped right beside Naya, after he walked a few steps. Naya is grateful that her husband still attaches importance to his wife.

"So you want to go shopping, why go home?" rudian said after Naya climbed on top of her motorcycle seat.

"Tomorrow. Now I'm hungry. Kanda's eating?"

"Eh, already. Yeah, I'll eat"

'Obey eating with that woman, right?'

They stopped in front of the house, Rudian put his motor inside, Naya followed and locked the door.

Now they dine together in the function room that they used to eat and also receive guests. There was no conversation between them. Naya also looks lazy to talk. Though many questions filled his mind, he chose silence. Actually silence is not gold, if for women or housewives who face problems like Naya, silence it if it is angry right.

Talking to Rudian is free if only a lie will be found. It is true that honesty is a staple of the height of one's science. Because being honest is hard. Only night that is honest with its darkness, when its darkness is slightly reduced it is because of the moon and the lights that reflect the light. And the honest sun shines, if the light is dim, it is because of the clouds that block it.

"Sorry, that made you wait" Rudian said breaking the silence. He had finished eating, only a little rice he had eaten, he was already full.

"Yes. If I didn't tell you I wanted to have dinner, I'd already eaten"

Rudian rubbed the head of Naya who was not covered in hijab. He approached, sat down next to Naya, then hugged her tightly, kissing her lips and her whole face gently.

'He asked for forgiveness this time. I don't taste because of that incident. If only a friend why should hold hands, if only a friend, why should talk as softly as that, even notice what he will go home, his house is far away. Ck! very considerate. Then me?' Naye.

The night ended beautifully in bed. Although reluctant but Naya still serves Rudian well, it is an obligation, even for that is why a wife must be endowed by her husband.

To a prostitute only the striped men have to pay a price. Especially for their wives at home, even husbands are supposed to pay or provide for their wives more expensive, because a wife at home only presents their honor only to their own husband, for their own wife, they keep their chastity only to their own husband, not to be shared with other men.

Naya thought about this because she still remembered the previous incident. He sighed while looking at Rudian's face sleeping beside him.

Many husbands are misguided in the meaning of a living for their wives because they feel they have become his wife so they can have sex for free at any time. Though that's why there must be a living that should be obtained by the wives, outside the money of daily shopping and if first married there must be a so-called dowry.

Naya cleans up before her husband wakes up, the dawn is coming soon. She boiled warm water for her husband to take a bath. He continues to do his duty as an iatri well, he realizes he must do everything sincerely.