The Heart Of The Wife On Honey

Chapter 1 The painful surprise

My lips were unceasingly smiling at the various foods I had prepared to welcome my husband.

My watch lyrics on my phone showed at 20:00 p.m., which means my husband is coming home soon.

I ran to the top floor where our room was, I cleaned my body fresh first. It is finished with the ritual bath I immediately perform the prayer isya.

I wear clothes as usual to welcome my husband, a little makeup polish as usual not too thick with a little lipbab on my lips.

"Beautiful"

Praise myself with a sweet smile showing off my dimples and ginsul teeth.

My hair I purposely rolled up to show off my smooth white beard neck of course so that my husband was happy with my slightly different appearance.

Although every day I always welcome his return with the best performance. But tonight I want to be a little different. Don't know why? but I want to do it.

Drums ...

My lips widened when I heard my husband's car.

"Bismilahbornohmannirohim, "

I muttered straight out of the room impatiently opening the door for my beloved husband. I hope Vandu likes my surprise with a slightly different appearance.

Ccq ....

Deg ....

My smile disappeared just like being swallowed by the earth looking at the scene in front of my eyes.

A woman was writhing in your husband's arms, watching him make me sick. However, I tried to hold back before I heard an explanation from my husband's mouth about who the woman who was struggling spoiled in his arms was.

Even mas Vandu threw his face away, making me completely clueless in this kind of situation.

I was stunned when my husband walked past me without saying his usual greeting.

“Mas, who is he?”

I finally ventured to ask, I have no right to ask. Mas Vandu stopped his steps when I asked.

“Vika, she's my wife!”

Is this a surprise for me, I hope it's my nightmare. I tried to greet him in the best way possible, but in fact I was surprised by him. O Allah what is this, I thought raging very afraid of something.

“A..what's the reason, mas? Why would you bring another woman in our household?”

“Do you forget, we're married for five years but you're not pregnant yet! Have you forgotten ! I want to, son!”

“T..but, ..”

“Halah.., already. I don't want to argue with you, I cape I want to rest!”

“Ayo..., babe!”

“Basic barren woman!”

My tears fell with my slumped body, it felt like my limp feet were not strong enough to sustain the weight of pain that was so intensely squeezing my heart and soul. This is the destiny of my story, O God, what gift have you promised to your servant that is difficult to accept your destiny, my inner cry.

“I received marriage Laila Asma Ar-rohman with mascawin a set of prayer tools and money of serratus fifty million one silver, cash”

My lips trembled in remembrance as Vandu chanted a sacred promise. Which means he accepted all my shortcomings and advantages. Drip, sweet promise is just a joke, and now he destroys a well-organized household for reasons of absence of a child.

“Until you have your patience, waiting for a child! If I tell you the truth, will you regret it! Why would you hurt me, me?”

I muttered downstream hugging my body that continued to tremble not wanting to stop because of the sobs that were becoming more and more.

Really, I didn't expect that to happen just now. Everything suddenly made me not understand.

Is that the real Vandu? tonight it was like seeing that my husband was not Mas Vandu, but someone else.

The shape changed, as if I didn't recognize him anymore. This is my real husband. For five years I did not expect that Vandu mas would double me.

God, dream this, if yes. Please wake me up, if not! please, please don't wake me up if I have to endure the pain of insecurity I accept this reality, my inner scream hurts so much.

Even mas Vandu just left without apologizing or explaining well. He could have left me with a row of questions that kept rolling in my head.

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