The Young Wife's Rhyme

21. Mas, I Love You

Mas Daffa rubbed my lips wet from his actions that made me float a moment ago. His actions now, just make me feel more washed away.

I can't refuse her kiss.

“From now on, I will really treat you as a wife. I will gladly fulfill my obligations both inborn and inwardly. Of course, you should also treat you as a whole husband.”

I smiled hearing his words. Feeling that my soul had been carried away by his behavior today. Although I honestly feel this is all wrong.

Why did I fall so fast for him?

I know that this is a good thing. Because for me, a marriage without love is just a joke. But I felt it was too fast and scary.

What if only I loved Mas Daffa? What if this is just one-sided love? How can Mas Daffa love me while he still has Mama Hana?

Those thoughts kept spinning in my brain. Looking for answers I really want to hear and know.

“Mas?” call me soft, looking straight at his eyes.

“Hm?”

Mas Daffa muttered, as if asking why I called him. But I just smiled and shook my head. Not to throw all the questions that came to my mind. I don't want to ruin this romantic moment just because of my curiosity.

But Mas Daffa back in action, surprisingly again landed his lips on top of mine. Repeating the kiss a moment ago, eating my gluttonous ruum lips.

The Mas Daffa Sip makes the butterflies in my stomach fly back and tickle, channeling strange sensations like a moment ago. I was swept back a second time, unable to resist or escape from this feeling.

But soon I pushed slowly the chest of Mas Daffa field when I felt almost out of breath. I moaned, rubbed my lips and reddened face again made, making Mas Daffa smile little at me.

“Sorry I'm released again, because you if a beautiful smile,” kelakar Mas Daffa makes me flabbergasted.

“Can be a zombie,” my toilet while smiling mockingly.

“I'm serious you're beautiful once, Danisa.” He laughed again, with his trademark crisp laugh that always kept me calm. “Eatya, you should laugh more often and do not be sad again.”

This guy is so funny.

Who does she think makes me cry so much? Of course he and all his behavior that often makes me confused and amazed simultaneously. A moment can be annoying and insensitive, but soon it turns into a calm and awesome person.

“Jujur Mas, a week ago I was very sad. You know I'm down again because of the scorn your friend fit in Ambarawa. But after you go to the house of Ma'am Hana, you do not contact me at all or just ask the news,” I said honestly. I can't stand to get all my frustration out on him.

Mas Daffa looked long. He thinned my lips, gently damaged my aura. “Sorry yes Danisa, I completely forgot. A week ago, Hana was hospitalized again for chemotherapy. I'm busy going back and forth between the office and the hospital, so I always forget when I want to call you.”

I was petrified, looking at him with both beads emitting a sharp highlight. Again this. Why didn't he explain his circumstances to me in the first place and make me hate him and question my own existence?

“Why aren't you being honest about your situation, Mom? You can just call me to change to keep Ma'am Hana in the hospital. Why do you always want to be alone?” I felt my anger back again.

“Because I know you are also sick and also still thinking of my friend's bad talk. I feel guilty for not being able to take care of you and not being able to do much. I can't possibly tell you to take care of Hana while you're not okay, Danisa.”

Now I feel bad again.

I always thought negatively of Mas Daffa, while he always tried to take care of me in his own way. Though I know if he is also struggling for recovery Hana Mbak while here I am getting finicky and always want to be noticed.

“Sorry Mas, I'm selfish,” I'm down while bowing.

But Mas Daffa shook his head, holding me in his arms. “It's not your fault, it's my fault because I should have been open and honest about my circumstances. Sorry yesterday I couldn't get you. Sorry also for not being able to defend you from the bad talk of my friend.”

I returned his embrace not less tightly. From now on I'm determined to change and learn to be a good wife. Slowly my heart was willing to accept again my position of being a second wife.

It's okay, as long as it makes my family comfortable.

It's okay, anyway I got a good husband and took care of me as sincerely.

It's okay, because I'm already starting to fall for him.

Yeah, it's okay. I will hold him back and fight as hard as I can.

“Mas, I love you,” I've just buried my face in his chest. My voice was just like the whisper of a passing wind, very smooth and weak.

But I could feel for a moment Mas Daffa's body stiffening. Whether he heard me or not, he just kept quiet and didn't say a word. Ah, I'm starting to understand now.

My heart grimaced, feeling a sharp scratch that made me sting. Ah, it turns out to be true. This love is one-sided. That I was the only one who started dropping hearts on him, while he wasn't. His heart is still intact for the same woman and it seems like it will not be replaced.

It's okay, I'll stick around.

I let go of his embrace, smiling with a twinkle more luster. Of course I have to smile, so he knows that I am okay. My heart says otherwise.

“She wants to eat outside. So not any? My stomach has been dangdutan from earlier,” my chuckle while laughing small.

Mas Daffa nodded. “So dong, what do you want to eat?”

I thought for a minute, fondling what a nice menu for dinner was. “Seafood aja yes, I again pep.”

“Ya already there get ready first.”

I nodded and threw a small smile, immediately moving my legs towards the room to change clothes and put on the hijab. My smile faded as I turned my back on my husband.

Now I know his heart.

Although from the beginning I did not expect to be loved because it was clear his heart for Ms. Hana, but knowing reality itself was painful. But it's okay, I'll still love you.

And still hope that someday, your heart can accept me completely.