The Hate That Ends Marriage

Disturbances

Just opening the door, Ririn immediately burst into her room. He ran quickly towards Widya who was sitting on the bed with a blanket covering her entire body. Jumping on the bed, Ririn hugged Widya while muttering indistinctly.

Walking closer, Radit stood on the edge of the bed and asked his sister to calm herself down. If he continues to mumble like that, he and Widya will not understand what the cause of his panic so that it causes noise at night like this.

Widya tried to calm Ririn down by patting her back while muttering softly at her side. Slowly his sister raised her head, then looked alternately at Widya and Radit. Realizing that she was safe, Ririn finally told her what had happened to her.

How upset Radit was when he learned the source of Ririn's fear was caused by an insignificant spider, falling on his bed. Yes, he knew all this time his sister was very afraid of spiders, but the disturbed feeling stopped again from her first night with Widya made Radit could not feel compassion for his sister.

Maybe he had been blinded by the lust so great on Widya, so he wanted to keep his sister away from Widya's side. His hands were so itchy they wanted to shake his sister's body. How despicable he was to his cruel mind.

He should have calmed his sister down too, like Widya, instead of getting upset like this. The urge to bang his head against the wall, was very tempting. Radit feels very guilty to his father, who has entrusted Ririn to him.

"Let me sleep here," beg Ririn, staring at her. "Or Bang Radit sleeps there. So I can sleep together with Widya's sister here tonight."

Fiercely listening to the suggestion, Radit could only gawk at the innocent face of his sister. How could he suggest such a ridiculous thing to her? What he thought he was doing, driving Radit out of his own room like that.

"Don't be silly, Rin, you don't have to do that" Radit replied flatly, acting as calm as possible. "Abang can throw the spider out of that room, then you can go back to your room again."

"The problem now is not that the damn spider should be thrown away or not" protested Ririn, agitatedly moving her hands. "I think I'd have a nightmare to go back to sleep there. Even though the damn spider wasn't there."

"Well, you can sleep here alone. Then Widya and I can sleep in the next room."

"Come on, Bang, don't be so stingy! Just tonight." whine Ririn, tugging at the edge of her shirt. "Indeed, what is the difficulty of separating one night from Kak Widya? 'Tomorrow you can sleep together again. Don't be spoiled, Bang."

Radit retracted his words earlier. This sister indeed deserved to be shaken by her body. It seemed like he needed to be made aware of this ridiculous plea of his. Is it easy to say that to Radit? He thinks Radit wants to eliminate his chance of getting Widya in his bed.

Doesn't he know how much effort he put in to get Widya on her bed. What was it, just tonight? There is no word more disgusting than that word.

"Stop looking at me as if Bang Radit wants to strangle me right now, too," said Ririn, staring anxiously at his hands.

"Radith?" call Widya carefully, "I don't think Ririn's request is a hard thing to accept. He's just sleeping with me tonight anyway."

Like a slap on his cheek, Radit looks so hit when Widya agrees to Ririn's request without thinking. He could have said that after what they had just done. Is he crazy? I want it to feel like Radit spouted that sentence on his insensitive and heartless wife.

"Look, Widya didn't mind. So why didn't Bang Radit leave here and let us sleep in peace" suggested Ririn, gesturing for Radit to leave his own room immediately.

"Ririn, stop provoking your brother! Can't you see he's upset?" whispered Widya, glancing at Radit. "Shut your mouth or I'll leave you alone here."

Frightened by the threat, Ririn obeyed Widya's orders while holding her arm so tightly. Scared that Widya would leave her side.

"Radit, I beg you this time, please" Widya said.

For a moment Radit just pulled and exhaled repeatedly. Then after a few minutes he left the room without saying a word to the two of them.

***

It had been a few days since the tense events of that night. At first Widya thought Radit would be angry with her, for not taking her side at the time. But in fact, he was not at all upset with her. Even the morning after the incident, he behaved as usual. There was no sign that he was sulking.

But strangely, Widya felt that her husband was angry with her. Why does he think this way? Since that night, Radit never touched her again! He always kept his distance from her. There were no more seductive attacks that he had on Widya. It was not that she expected that, just that this was not the usual attitude of her husband.

Though now in their house there was nothing more to disturb, Ririn had already returned to his house with his father. But why would Radit be this cold to her? Where did her warm, seductive husband go? Did he intentionally do this to take revenge on her? Very brother, sulking because of such trivial things.

After feeling his touch that night, it felt like every night felt so hollow as Radit slept behind him. It feels now like Widya is so expecting her husband's touch.

Did he intentionally do that to get Widya to approach him first? If that's true, how ridiculous her husband's idea would be. How could he expect Widya to tease him first? He's not very experienced at this.

Never mind, just let the advancement man wait for him. Until whenever Widya will never approach him first. Let him dream of waiting for Widya to be shameless by teasing him. Imagining himself like that alone had made him half-dead embarrassed. What else does it for real, of course it's impossible.

"Until when do you keep cleaning the place? Move to another place" Radit scolded.

It was then that Widya was aware of her long daydream. He remembered that they were in a book house right now. That afternoon Mr. Benny, the village chief of Manju, who is also his father-in-law, announced that they would carry out the transportation throughout the village.

Why of all the people she had to be paired with Radit, her own husband? Did they not know that she wanted to be alone, unaccompanied by her husband. Especially before they entered the house of this book earlier, all the citizens teased them all out.

"Don't be weird, we're cleaning up."

"Hold it friendly, don't get carried away."

"Open the door wide! If you close it later like the old one again."

It is annoying to remember the shameless cries of the citizens. What do they think, who put Widya and Radit together here? That's them, isn't it? Neither Widya nor Radit ever made that suggestion at all.

Ah, goddamn! Just remembering it, I got even more upset.

Patting the books on the shelf firmly, Widya coughed as dust flew towards her face.

"Geez, Wid, you are why there is not a single thing that you can do properly," said Radit, slowly walking over to him.

"I knew. Don't worry about me, my ears hurt listening to your nagging," Widya said, frowning while patting the dust on the book.

Radit approached the place that had been cleaned by Widya, his fingers poked the dust that was still left on the book.

"Look here!" pull it on Widya's arm, then hold her fingers to poke the dust there. "You're not very thorough in cleaning it. Look, the dust that's still left behind is proof."

Her breathing was so cold behind Widya's neck that she shuddered and recalled the moment they were in the blanket a few days ago. The shadow suddenly caused a heat on his face.

What are you thinking? Get those memories out of your head! Why of all the things that exist, you have to remember that. You perverted brain!

"Are you listening to me?" toleh Radit looked at Widya's face from the side of her face. "Why did your face turn red like this? Are you sick?"

Touching his palm on Widya's forehead to check her body temperature, Radit compared it to her body temperature.

Uncomfortable with the closeness, Widya brushed Radit's hand off her forehead. He tries to escape from Radit's massive body that traps him from behind.

"I'm doing fine. Now get away from me!"

"Don't fight that way, let me check your condition first," he refused, remaining persistent in their position.

"But you don't have to be this close!" exclaim Widya ketus.

"What's wrong with us being this close? I'll just check your body temperature, not do anything strange" he said, further tightening his arms from behind. "I suspect that right now you're imagining such perverted things in your head."

"I'm not like that, you fucking know!" Widya elbowed the side of Radit's stomach.

His efforts this time successfully, Radit flinched backwards while screaming in pain behind him.

"I'm just worried about you. Why are you even elbowing me?" radit said annoyedly, touching the side of his stomach.

"Your own fault. I told you to stay away from me" Widya murmured, feeling somewhat guilty for hurting Radit.

Taking a step forward, Radit closed the distance between the two of them. In the narrow passageway between the bookshelves, Radit cornered Widya until she felt the edges of the bookshelves behind her back. Panic finds herself trapped between the shelf and Radit's large body, she can only look up at her husband's serious face.

From the look in her eyes, Widya could see that her husband was intending to kiss her. Why of all the places he has to do that here? What if someone sees both of them? Even so, his brain and body gave the opposite response. Widya closed her eyes, waiting for a kiss from Radit enthusiastically, as if she had been waiting for it since.

"I hope I'm not bothering you both" said a voice, which came from an adult man.

Oh, my God, not again!

Turning his head, Widya groaned inwardly as she saw Gilang standing at the end of the passageway. He smiled awkwardly at the two of them. It turned out that it was not only Widya who was embarrassed, Gilang was also as shy as her. Except, one person who did not feel the slightest shame towards that situation. Who else if not Radit, her wall-faced husband.

As if unperturbed by the disturbance, she remained leaning her hands casually on either side of Widya. Doesn't seem to want to leave in front of him immediately.