The Love of the Former

DCDM chapter 57

The conversation I had with the Imam at least made my heart a little relieved. I still can't be honest with my husband about that. I was scared, really scared Valdi had other thoughts and I didn't want that to happen.

I also thought about what the Imam said. That the release of the curse is to do what the curse-maker says. But I also don't want to act bodo. There's still a way, if Pri wants to forgive me. Even if the opportunity was very slim I would still try to get his apology.

"Yank, lately I've seen you daydream. What are you thinking?"

As usual, this evening before bed we always talk. Today Valdi is on a day off from work, and I happened to take a morning shif. I wanted to take my husband on the road. Although it's not Sunday night, at least I want to go around spending time.

But my husband wants his rights. In the end we just spent time struggling in the room until tired approached.

I still hold her tight. Channeling my love to him who is somehow big. I feel like I love my husband more and more now.

"none. I'm just thinking about us."

"We? what's wrong with us?" Valdi looked at me. I turned my eyes away by dipping my face into his presence. I don't want him to keep guessing what's stuck in my mind.

"I'm not pregnant yet. I'm afraid, if I still can't get pregnant how? you're gonna leave me?"

"What the hell are you talking about, yank. If you are not patient. That means God still wants us to enjoy our time together even longer. We dated for a short time before we got married. So don't think too much. You'll be stressed and sick later, I don't want that to happen."

The answer is soothing, but still I can't be that calm.

I glanced in annoyance, how could my husband even say that when I was agitated. Plus, he had asked for it twice.

Quickly I turned my back to him. My body has hurt all the taste even with just two games, but very long. Valdi chuckled, frowned and pulled the blanket over my body.

While he went to the bathroom. I closed my eyes to remove all burdens. But the word of the Imam again ringed in my ears.

"You better tell me everything that happened to your husband. Don't cover anything anymore. I'm sure your husband will understand and you can think of a solution together. Don't delay too long, don't let yourself regret it later."

I breathe out slowly. Looking for a way to be honest with Valdi about what was bothering me.

I closed my eyes when I heard the bathroom door open. Valdi came back closer, he took my hair slowly. Then I heard her step away. My husband came out and with my eye score peeked at his movements. Valdi sat himself in a rented room with the door slightly open. Stir his cigarette and sucked his nicotine source with his head looked up. I don't know what my husband is thinking.

I'm becoming more and more wrong. Be honest or keep silent. Until I fell asleep with so many thoughts and considerations that I never got the answer. I just hope it'll be over soon and all can be over.

I just want to be happy

TB