The Tears of a Wife

My husband's Mandul

"Thank you for being my wife and the mother of my children." The words I got along with a warm kiss on the forehead. Just a few moments later, he looked back at my eyes deeply, emitting a longing aura that was so obvious. A beautiful smile did not fade from her lips. I felt both of my cheeks clutched by him heating up when I realized where the net was looking.

"M-mas," my great-grandson was nervous. He lowered his eyes because he could no longer look at her.

The man who was my husband a few hours ago chuckled. Swiping my aura with gentleness. Raised my chin to look back at him. Then he said, "Today, tonight, we are officially united. You, my wife, will be the only woman who will be with me until the end."

My heart warmed to hear his words. Damian with all his gentleness will never stop making my heart beat.

"Mas, guide me to be the wife you deserve, huh? I have many flaws, but I'm sure Mas can help me cover them."

"I'm not the one who covers your flaws. But you with all your advantages will cover it yourself. Besides, I won't mind your flaws. You are perfect for me, Airin. I really love you." Damian gently kissed my lips for a few seconds, then returned with a big smile as usual.

"I'm sure you can be a good wife and mother to my children."

I blushed again at his words. When Mas Damian framed my face with both hands, I ventured to ask, "By the way about children, how many children do I want?"

"Umm ... four?" he answered with a look on his face.

"W-what?" My eyes were a little open to hear the answer. "A lot of?"

Mas Damian grunts amusedly. "Why? I don't think that's too much. Two guys and two girls. Sounds good."

"That's a lot, Mas. Aishh ...!" I hit his field slowly. Makes Mas Damian laugh and pull my body to embrace him.

"All right, it's up to my wife to give me how many kids."

I smiled at him. "If I don't want to love you?"

"Hey, what do you mean, honey?" Mas Damian let go of his embrace. But his hands still wrapped around my hips.

"No-no, I'm just kidding, really!" I reply while laughing softly.

Damian snorted then pulled my body again. "Don't joke like that, no good. I love children so much and always wish I had a child with you."

I smiled happily in his arms. "Yes, Mas. I also want to have a baby later. We're trying to be together, aren't we?"

"Sure," replied Mas Damian while giving a gentle kiss at the top of my head. After that, we really tried in the real sense so that the desire to have children was really achieved.

Even ... up to five years of marriage we are still fighting hard.

I don't know what's really wrong here. Did God really listen to my jokes? Or is it not time yet? I don't know, for sure everything has changed here. Including Mas Damian.

I didn't know someone's attitude could change that quickly. No more warm smiles that are always imprinted every time he looks at me. No more soft kisses every morning and night. There are no more words of desire that he used to always utter. What ... Damian is bored of me? Our marriage has only been 5 years. That's why I'm desperately defending it.

In this room, right where I stand now, five years ago Mas Damian said his love for me was peppered with a small kiss. It was our first night, Mas Damian said he wouldn't mind my flaws. But now ...he even closes his eyes to my advantage.

Now all I see in Mas Damian's eyes is a radiance of disgust and unease. It's like he doesn't want to see me anymore. Especially after the terrible verdict from the Doctor last week, both me and Mas Damian really felt devastated.

It is fitting that our struggle has been in vain. God has destined us not to have children forever. My womb won't be able to conceive because my husband can't fertilize it. Mas Damian who used to dream of having many children must bury deep in his dreams. These few days, the man had completely fallen. He failed to be a man and husband. Mas Damian even refused to talk to anyone.

Today is actually our wedding anniversary. Never mind celebrating with a romantic dinner, I haven't even met Mas Damian since last night. He locked himself in the guest room, as if frustrated by his own circumstances.

I could only cry in my room. Standing on the balcony of the room, staring at the pitch-black night sky. There are no stars there. There is only one moon.

"Ult ... Mas Mian likes to hug me from behind here. Keep staring at the moon and stars together."

I touched the guardrail made of iron, it was cold. Likewise with the air tonight that feels pierced to the bone. Ah, if Mas Damian were to hold me now, it would definitely feel warmer.

If I could ask God for something as my wedding anniversary present today, I would only ask for one thing, no more. Just a simple thing, Mas Damian came here and hugged me like he used to do. But it felt impossible, Mas Damian didn't even want to meet me.

I don't understand, Mas Damian always seems angry. Either to himself or to me. I'm trying to think positively, maybe Mas Damian still can't accept reality.

For about 10 minutes I stayed in that position, no matter how the night air might catch me in the wind, I was enjoying the silence. Until I finally felt a pair of burly arms wrapped around my waist, along with it the scent of a truly familiar perfume burst forth. I looked up, my body even felt frozen.

"M-mas—"

"Watery."

Ah, that baritone voice, I really miss it.

"We're divorced, huh?"

Duarr!

"What do you mean, Mom?!"

Damian smiled wryly. Her appearance is a bit messy. "We .. better get divorced."

"Mas!"

"Airin, I can't anymore." Damian looks desperate. "We will never be happy."

"Then do you think that by divorcing each of us will be happy?!"

"At least we can be free."

"Mas! Are you crazy?! That easy as you give it up?!"

Mas Damian. "What can I do?! I'm declared barren, Airin! I won't be able to get you pregnant!"

"At least we try, Mom! Nothing is impossible as long as God wills."

"Otherwise it was attempted if I was tested positive for barrenness?!"

"Mas, you don't talk like that. The important thing is that we pray. The medical can not even dwell if God has given his surprise. There are many out there who are said to be barren but can finally have children" I said in hopes of Mas Damian changing his decision.

"You won't understand, Airin! You don't understand my feelings! I'm frustrated with all this!" Damian sounded even more furious.

"That's why I want to be next to you, Mas. I want us to face this together!"

"Airin—"

"Mas," as fast. "We can do it, okay? I'm sure we can have a kid someday."

Damian snorted, then threw his gaze in the other direction. "It's because of you."

"W-what?" my mouth doesn't believe. Why did he suddenly blame me?

"You forgot? Here, on our first night, you were joking around with the kids. See now? It really came true!" hardik Mas Damian with his sharp gaze.

"Mas—"

"You're praying you don't want to have children!"

"Mas, I don't mean that ..," I said with a clear look. I wish he hadn't taken my guyonan seriously in the past.

"Mean, Airin. You're kidding around, don't just come from ceplos!" blow Mas Damian, keep cornering me.

"Mas, you blame me?"

"So I have to blame who else?! I'm tired of blaming myself!"

I breathe heavily. Trying to understand the position of Mas Damian and his feelings are really confused at this time. "We don't have to blame each other, Mom. We're dealing with this together!"

"But I don't want to!" Mas Damian's voice intonation is rising. "Every time I look at you, I always remember your jokes back then and the Doctor's words yesterday! I feel that you do not want to have children from me, so God made me barren like this!" with passionate emotions.

"Mas! You mean what?!"

Damian brushed off my hand, his expression looking so fed up. "Come, Airin. I'm tired of you."

"Mas?!"

"I told you I wanted to split up. But if you don't want to, whatever. I don't expect anything from you anymore" Mas Damian said, then walked out of the room.

"Wait, Mom! Wanna go where? We need to talk more!"

I wanted to run intercept Mas Damian's departure, but it felt like it would be a waste. Mas Damian's gonna get mad at me. Finally all I could do was as much as a body of limp as it flowed to the floor.

I didn't know it was going to be like this. Damian wants a divorce? It was not because I felt unworthy as a husband, but because I thought I was an unlucky carrier for him.

Oh my God .. will my household really be destroyed now?

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