The Forced Marriage

The Forced Marriage
Part 3



One week has passed today is Sunday and of course a holiday for shanum as well as for aby, shanum uses his days off to water various flowers in the garden backyard of the house and also the front of the house, shanum has been very fond of planting flowers in the yard of the house aby so spacious.


After watering a wide variety of plants the flowers of shanum continue to clean their homes and also prepare a meal for lunch.


It didn't take long the work of shanum has been sorted out. He went to his room to clean himself up.


While aby despite the holiday he remains confined to his study because there are some documents sent by gio to his house to ask for aby's approval and give his signature.


Almost spent half an hour shanum had finished cleaning himself in the bathroom, he rushed to the kitchen after wearing a home dress and instant hijab that still looks shar'i.


Shanum thought she would make tea for her husband because she saw that Aby was entering her study from this morning until now has not come out to fill her stomach.


Shanum took the initiative to make aby tea and also brought snacks that he had made.


After making tea for her husband shanum rushed to bring her to the work room.


Shanum stepped confidently into aby's study, carrying a tray in his hand with a glass filled with warm tea and a plate filled with snacks.


He entered the aby workspace which turned out that the door of the aby workspace was wide open, shanum stepped closer to the desk where Aby was currently in focus looking at her leptop handle and her fingers seemed busy typing something there.


"Sister aby." Call shanum a little shift aby's focus.


Aby glanced at the voice that called out to her.


"Sister Aby, you should drink the tea first yes, shanum already made tea and also snacks. Aby hasn't had breakfast since this morning." Shanum said while offering a tray in his hand.


Aby turned her head again with her flat face slashing a rough breath towards shanum who was standing in front of her desk.


"Shanum Fharisya, are you not tired of constantly presenting me something that even I never eat or drink. Huh uh?"


Shanum shook his head so confidently, there was indeed no word of tiredness and bored with his efforts that kept trying to open the heart of her husband, who was, shanum even every second hoped that aby's heart would be open to him in order to maintain his household. Because shanum thinks getting married is only once in his life.


"Shanum is not tired kok kak, shanum only seeks the ridho of God through shanum husband." Shanum answered so straightforwardly and always displayed her beautiful smile.


Hearing the words of shanum aby just laughed discordantly, as if he was laughing at the stupidity of the woman in front of him. Until when will shanum give up on this marriage? a marriage that I never thought of and there is absolutely no feeling of love in it.


"Shanum will still try to convince brother aby that shanum is also worthy of being a wife to my husband." Shanum spoke so confidently.


Aby only heard the words shanum, without chiming in every word that was issued by the woman who had become his wife at this time.


"Come out and bring back the drink, I'm not thirsty." Aby said, expelling shanum from her study.


Shanum shook his head again.


"Please appreciate shanum's business once." Shanum said his hand thrust a glass containing warm tea.


Aby immediately pulled over the glass in the hands of shanum made shanum surprised until the glass fell on some files on the table.


Aby's breathing was hunting and her facial features were visibly emotional, staring at the fleeting file and seconds later she looked at shanum with anger, how not, the file affected by the tea spill is a very important file that will be in the press tomorrow morning even has got a signature from the state officials who have given permission to the project to be done by his company.


"SHANUM....!!!!!" Shouts of aby his voice sounded filled his study.


Aby's hand spontaneously slapped shanum's cheek violently, causing shanum's body to stagger backward.


"YOU RUINED MY WORK SHA...." The sound of aby still screaming at the encampment was cut off by the presence of someone behind the door of aby's study.


"ABYY...."


Mother Rumi's voice was no less loud shouting her son's name, very surprised instead of playing to see aby's treatment which was clearly physical violence to her son-in-law.


"Mother." Aby muttered, a little jolted at the cry of his mother who had not known since when her mother had been in this residence.


Mother rumi immediately approached shanum. He felt very guilty about shanum.


"Are you okay, son?" Mother rumi said softly to shanum.


Shanum cried in silence just let out his tears without making a sound. Then went to his room leaving aby's study.


Mother looked back at her son's aby.


"What are you doing aby, you have been rude to your wife. God hates that, son." Said mother rumi.


"Sorry mom, aby didn't do it on purpose." Said aby with an expression like a confused person now his hand was still shaking after realizing he had dared to slap a woman. This is the first time for Aby.


"Did you do it every day Aby?"


Aby shook her head, not allowing the word of her mother.


"You dare slap a woman who has dedicated her life to you son, mother disappointed with your behavior this time." Mother said again there was a tone of anger and disappointment heard in every speech.


Not hearing any response from aby, mother rumi left aby's study room and followed shanum to her room.


Minutes later the mother rumi had reached the room aby who apparently did not find her daughter-in-law in there. Make the mother rumi back in the scope of many questions in his mind.


Where's shanum?


Mumbled mother rumi who did not find the existence of shanum.


Mother Rumi intended to ask her back to aby, inadvertently she heard the sound of crying from inside a different room, Mother Rumi continued her steps towards the room which sounded very clear the sound of shanum was crying.


Slowly mother rumi opened the door of the room which turned out not in the key.


"Shanum." Call the mother rumi has now entered the room occupied by shanum.


Shanum turned his head towards the mother rumi who was stepping closer to him.


"Are aby being rude to you often?" Mother Rumi began to ask her daughter-in-law.


Shanum shook his head quickly, he did not want to complain about anything to others, he thought he did not want to spread the disgrace of her husband's ugliness.


Mother Rumi stared at shanum desperately looking for lies on the face of shanum.


"No mother." The voice of shanum lirih was still with his sobs.


"How can you say no, son, that even you sleep apart like this, have you been sleeping separately all this time?" Mother said her gaze circulated in every corner of the room she now entered.


Shanum did not know what to answer with the middle-aged woman who was already his current in-law.


Seeing shanum just silent, mother rumi again raised her question.


"Since when have you slept in a different place like this? can't you cherish a marriage until you act like this." Mother's words made shanum even more sad.


"Forgive your shanum, you can't make Aby accept this marriage yet, but shanum will try his best to maintain this marriage. Please don't tell my mom that she's not in good health. Shanum promised to try to survive." Lirih shanum was frightened if the in-laws told his parents about his marriage not being okay from the start.


"Mother supports you son, fight to the limit of your ability baby, if you feel tired mother will support your final decision, mother hopes aby will soon treat you well like a real wife." Said the mother rumi, trying to give support to shanum.


Shanum nodded.


It turns out that it is true that mother rumi's guess so far, if the marriage of aby and shanum is never good. There was a sense of regret in his mind that he had betrothed two humans who did not love each other. And this is the result of the marriage they had with suffering in it.


Mother Rumi wanted to tell her husband everything.


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