Waiting for your Love to Grow

You Love her?

"Do you love her?" Ask Denis back. This time Nabila just lowered his head did not dare to answer Denis' question.

The flashback

Denis immediately got up, when he realized Nabila was no longer next to him. Denis uncovers his blanket and immediately wears shorts lying on the floor.

His smile grew and he was relieved when his eyes found his wife sitting on the sofa. Bare-chested, he walked slowly towards his wife.

"Middle of the night was still thinking about work" Denis murmured inwardly, as he got closer to seeing the light of a laptop that seemed to shine in front of his wife.

He was standing right behind the sofa when his wife seemed to be focusing on his laptop, unaware of his presence at the time.

Curiosity ambushed Denis, so he bent his body to know what his wife was doing with the laptop on her lap.

Degggggs..... Denis' heart almost jumped into place as he read line by line the contents of the e-mail. He sure the one who sent was a man. And he suspected the man had an unusual relationship with his wife.

Denis tried to hold back his emotions. He hoped his wife would provide an explanation that would calm him down. He placed both palms on his wife's shoulders, making Nabila turn and startled by her sudden presence.

Flasback off

Not getting an answer from his wife, Denis tried to repeat the same question to Nabila, "Do you love him?". But Nabila still did not want to answer.

Nabila is confused as to what to answer, the fact that the man who sent her an e-mail is her first love and the only man who ever filled her heart. But on the other hand he does not know, whether the love is still there or has eroded and even disappeared.

"Tell Nab, do you love him?say it!". Denis wiggled Nabila's shoulders.

Nabila's cry became more and more, her face was already completely wet. " Hiks... hiks...ma-ma-af....hiks..."

Nabila could not continue his word. Both of his palms were closed to his face. His shoulders rose and fell, as his weeping filled hardened.

"I know what you're going to say" Denis said disappointedly. Then he threw Nabila's body into the sofa hard. He got up and walked quickly to the wardrobe.

Nabila got up and ran towards Denis who was wearing clothes, while her crying still did not stop. "Mas, hikss..hikss...where are you going..hikss...". Both of his hands pulled Denis's hand, but Denis forcefully pulled him back and continued to wear his clothes.

Denis picks up his wallet and cell phone on the nightstand, while Nabila follows from behind. Nabila tried to take Denis' hand, but quickly Denis dismissed it. It squeezed Nabila's shoulders, and with a single stomp Nabila's body crashed onto the bed.

"Brruuuggg". Nabila's tiny body hit Denis' body. Nabila tightly wrapped her hands to the body of her husband who had touched the door handle.

Nabila's head rested on Denis's back. " Don't go, please! I can explain everything", said Nabila with still interspersed with sobs.

"Whatever, I don't care" Denis said as he removed Nabila's hand from his body. After he was able to let go, he opened the door and stepped out of the room, leaving his own wife there.

As soon as the door closes back. Nabila dropped her body on the floor, turned her back to the door. He hugged his legs and drowned his face there. His shoulders were still up and down, accompanied by sobs that still did not stop.

Long Nabila in that position, until fatigue and drowsiness. Finally he slowly fell asleep, curled up on the floor. Sobs are still heard even though they are rare.

******

Nabila got out of the bathroom and walked lazily to the bed. His eyes looked puffy, even his eyes narrowed almost imperceptibly due to crying too much. Nabila sat on the bedside. One of his hands picked up the phone that was on the nightstand. The clock on the phone shows the time 07.12

She tried to open the mailbox, hoping her husband would reply to the message he had sent some time ago. But he must be disappointed, let alone reply to the message, even Denis did not open the message when clearly the notification on the phone looks he is online.

When she laid her body on the bed, her body curled up like a baby in the womb. Again a warm liquid escaped from his eyes. "Where are you, Mas", he murmured inwardly.

Twenty minutes later, the door to the hotel room opened. Denis rushed into the wardrobe.

Nabila who was not sleeping at that time, immediately rose, as soon as her eyes caught the figure of her husband there. He's approaching Denis. "Mas, where have you been?" she said, grabbing the hand of her husband, who was busy stuffing clothes in his suitcase, but Denis quickly thinned it out.

"Go pack your things, we'll go home now!" Denis's orders.

Nabila did not move at all, she just looked at her husband's face, while occasionally her fingers wiped her tears that again came down.

"Are you deaf? Quickly pack your things! Or do you want me to stay here?", snapped Denis while tightly closing the closet in front of him.

Nabila immediately rushed to open the closet to pick up the clothes he would use. After changing his clothes, he took all his clothes in a closet and put them in a bag.

The two of them walked out of the room to the lobby to check out. Shortly after waiting in the lobby, a car seen from the hotel's glass wall stopped right in front of the entrance.

All the way to the airport even to the landing plane at the airport destination, there is no word said between the two.