The Hate That Ends Marriage

Little Lie

With a feeling of impatience Widya stepped in a hurry to leave the 2nd floor in the Mall. He really could not breathe in the same place as that jerk in his past. Being too preoccupied with the feeling of anger that gnawed all over his body, Widya did not realize that since then, he could be said to be like the person who forced Radit to follow his hasty steps.

Calming her nerves that feel attracted, Widya tried to slow her footsteps so as not to look like people chased by demons by others. She also loosened her arms around Radit, trying her best not to show her emotions clearly spilled by her husband. Hopefully her understanding husband did not bring up about his meeting with Erlangga earlier.

"It seems you have a very bad history in school first," Radit said flatly, pretending not to be too enthusiastic about discussing Widya's meeting with his old friend earlier.

What a vain hope she wanted from her husband, who wanted to know all this.

"I don't want to talk about it" Widya replied.

"I can see it."

"If you can see it, why are you even starting this annoying conversation?"

"Just want to. It's possible that you suddenly changed your mind, and wanted to tell me about your bad relationship" Radit said, shrugging his shoulders.

"We do not have any relationship, just acquaintances at school, only" said Widya kaku.

"Contactments? It feels like you are more than acquaintances" Radit said in disbelief.

This time his speech was getting a deadly blow from Widya's eye glint.

"All right, all right, I'm not going to talk about that jerk anymore" patted Radit on the back of Widya's hand in her hand. "By the way, it turns out that all this time my guess is right, you really don't have any friends."

"It's not that I don't have friends, but I don't want to be friends with the hypocrites" Widya said.

"Just the same."

"Different!" widya exclaimed, not giving up.

For a few moments they exchanged mouths, until finally the corner of Widya's eyes caught a man who was not far from him.

"Geez, look!" widya exclaimed, nudging Radit to look in the direction he was heading. "I didn't expect to see my ex here. How about we go to him? I haven't seen him in a long time."

While sighing in admiration, Widya tells her love story with the man in the past to Radit.

"Are you sure he's your ex? It's impossible, she's too perfect for you." Radit stared in disbelief at Widya.

"Of course it's true! If you don't believe it, we can go to her" Widya challenges, drawing Radit with her to approach the man who looks like the model.

Glancing at the glance on his watch, Radit even pulled Widya back. He led her to the Mall exit.

"Time to go home! I don't want us to spend time here just chatting with your fucking acquaintances or your perfect ex" Radit grumbled, taking wide steps.

"Slow down dong, Dit! I could be out of breath if I followed your broad steps" Widya protested, lashing out at Radit's hand. "If you don't want to talk, we're back to shopping. I'm not done shopping anyway."

Stopping his steps suddenly, Radit flinch in place, making Widya hit him from behind. Looking over her shoulder, she looked at Widya with a stiff face.

"Do what you want! But, don't ask me to carry this bag of your groceries again."

Removing all the grocery bags hanging on her arms, Widya realizes Radit's intention to give all the shopping bags to her, then leave her alone shopping at the Mall. As soon as possible stop the intention of Radit while persuading him not to sulk. Then she carefully placed the bag back into her husband's arm.

Although reluctant, Widya finally gave up also to resume her shopping activities, and followed Radit to return to their home. If you know this, I better not lie to him about my ex. An ex? Just be right! Widya had just seen the man for the first time. The lie she did to stop this shitty prank from her husband. Widya did not expect that her lie would make Radit jealous like this.

Although he was a bit upset because he could not shop anymore, but at least he was somewhat entertained by the act of sulking his lover's husband. The rigid appearance now is a very entertaining sight.

**

Arriving at their new home, which his father bought as a wedding gift for Widya, he could not cover his happiness at the size of the house that his father bought. His house was not as big and luxurious as his parents' house, but this was much wider than their house in the village.

Running energetically all over the house, Widya found that the house was very clean and tidy. Looks like her parents told someone to always clean it up when Widya wasn't here.

Radit who had noticed him leaping excitedly to and fro, finally opened his voice as he glanced back at his watch. He warned Widya that it was time for them to go to sleep. Opening one of the room doors, he intended to enter to rest.

"Wait a minute!" pull Widya, stop Radit from getting into the room.

"What else is it?" he lamented, breathing out. "I'm too tired to keep you around this house. You can go around tomorrow, now is the time to sleep."

"I don't want to go around anymore, I just want to tell you that this is my room. Your room is over there!" point Widya towards the room at the end near the kitchen.

"What other nonsense are you talking about?" radit asked, not believing what he heard. "Didn't last night at your parents' house we've agreed that from now on we'll sleep in the same room?"

"That bullshit here is just you!" hardik Widya, stick his finger in Radit's chest. "When have we agreed on that? I don't think I've ever listened to that deal at all last night."

"We agreed to it indirectly. Like it or not we are now one room, here or wherever we are," Radit said in an impatient tone. "Well, if you understand, let's go to bed!"

"Just sleep?"

"Do you want to do anything else but sleep?"

Squinting her eyes, Widya looked at Radit suspiciously. "You sure? It seems impossible you will just sleep, without any ulterior purpose. You'll be looking for an opportunity to attack me again, right?"

"From the tone of your voice it seems you wish I had done that."

"Don't be silly!"

Exhaling in frustration, Radit leaned lazily on the door frame of the room.

"Listen carefully, before I lose my patience with you, my dear wife," Radit said, staring intently at Widya. "Have you forgotten that I promised to wait for you, whether that be when, until you were ready to accept me as your husband fully? So throw your wild imagination away, before I throw you in the bed and do something like you said."

"All right I understand" Widya nodded, fully understanding what Radit had said. "But just let me sleep alone tonight."

"Said you understood. Why do you even want to sleep alone now? I really don't understand the direction of your mind."

"I have understood what you mean, it's just that for tonight I want to sleep in a spacious bed by myself" Widya pleaded spoiled to Radit. "At least I want to feel what it's like to sleep in the biggest room. You've often felt it in our homes in the village. So now it's my turn to feel it."

"You're so childish. I have the biggest room in the village, not because of my will, but it's all because of your behavior that provokes my anger by throwing my things like garbage" Radit protested, not wanting to be blamed for the room's arrangement, not wanting to be blamed for the, which is not his fault at all.

"Yes, it doesn't matter what's wrong here you or me" Widya said, clasping her hands in the air. "The bottom line is tonight I want to sleep in a bigger room alone. If you would grant this request of your beautiful wife, would you now be able to get out of it?"

According to Widya's will without protesting again, Radit let her into the room alone without her. However, before Widya could close the door of her room, one of Radit's hands suddenly held the door.

Arcing a big smile, Radit asked Widya to give him a good night kiss. Not too objected to the request, Widya reopened the door of her room and intended to kiss her husband's cheek. As if he could have expected it, Radit turned his face right when Widya wanted to kiss him on the cheek.

Too surprised, Widya rewinded her body quickly as their lips touched each other. Although it happened very briefly, the warmth of Radit's lips still remained on his lips.

"It's not the kiss on the cheek that I want" he said, grinning shamelessly. "But after I think carefully, it feels like such a kiss is still lacking. How about we do something more friendly?"

"Basic is shameless! If we do more than that, I'm not sure if I can stop myself either" Widya murmured.

After expressing her thoughts, Widya quickly closed the door of her room. Finally he delivered it too! Now Radit knows it. There's nothing more to hide. Since last night, she was more than ready to be her real wife, but not now. Tonight he was telling the truth when he said he wanted to sleep alone. Just tonight, Widya wants to feel what it's like to sleep in a spacious bed all by herself.

He giggles as Radit knocks on his door repeatedly, and asks him to explain what he meant. Ignoring the request, Widya told her husband not to make any noise so as not to wake the neighbors around their house.

As if only realized by the noise he made, Radit finally stopped banging on the door of his room while grumbling indistinctly behind the door of his room. Shortly afterwards, Radit's footsteps left the door of his room.