Weak Wife Becomes Strong

Itukah Hate?

Saira was preparing for the task given by Aksa. Last week he forgot to eat. The girl was very serious about not wanting to humiliate a husband who did not even acknowledge her as a wife. The clock shows at 03:00 WIB. He is still faithfully struggling with the paper, until nosebleeds due to lack of rest.

"Ah I seem to have to finish," he said to himself. Saira goes to the bathroom to clean the nosebleed that never stops. He took some tissue and stuffed it into his nose.

When his blood was no longer pouring, he immediately took ablution and complained to the khalik. It is God that he has in this world. He spread out a long prayer mat and began to perform tahajud prayers.

"Allah strengthen this fragile heart, soften the heart of Aksa to me. However, if indeed he is not my soul mate, please respect my every step, Rabb. Forgive the servant who has denied your destiny only to indulge my selfishness." That is what he always prayed for in his night bow.

Finished performing the prayer, he immediately resumed his task which had stopped a few tens of minutes ago. Until the morning, Saira did not sleep at all. I don't know as if all the feelings in his heart were dying, he rarely felt hungry, he also rarely felt drowsiness.

Saira immediately prepared to go to the campus, today the girl will leave quickly, honestly she did not dare to show her face in front of her family especially the parents who were very disappointed in Saira. He immediately drove to the campus without waiting for the house people to wake up. Yeah he left at half-six in the morning. Her chest was very tight considering everything that happened. Saira misses her mother a lot, she wants to share her story. However, he had a hard time reaching his mother.

"Allah forgive me if I avoid my mother and father as a sin." he prayed in his heart.

He arrived at the college and sat in the garden. What should he do to get all happiness back in place. He saw how happy Aksa was when talking to Izora and her other family. However, it is different with him. He wanted to cry but the tears seemed to have eroded away. The blank gaze of the eyes hinted at billions of invisible wounds.

"May I sit down?" Asked a voice that broke his daydream.

"By, please," replied Saira flatly.

"Include my name, Zain Mikael Russel, just call Zain" he said, extending a hand.

"Hm, interesting girl. I'm rarely ignored."

 

”Gather your assignments last week, who doesn't work on them risks being borne alone!" exclaim Aksa with flat.

They soon put together tasks including Saira and her friends. Until in front of the man was reluctant to look at his wife. The girl sat back in her chair. Fresh blood returned. He returned the nosebleed, without excuse he immediately went out of the classroom to the toilet. He immediately cleared his nose. After she finished she returned to her class with a pale face.

"Can you come out as you please from my class!" asked Aksa in an angry tone.

"Sorry, Sir. I only went out for a while because..," Saira did not continue her speech due to getting a deadly stare from Aksa.

"He sat down again and Aksa gave him an additional task which was quite heavy for him and had to be collected tomorrow."

He could only sigh tired. What can he do other than follow his orders.