WEDDING THORN

LEAVE SILENT

“During this time, does not reduce our happiness during marriage, Dik. We can get through it all until this second. Then why did you suddenly make such a request?” Arkan is not inexhaustible with Asna's unreasonable request.

Asna. His steps forward approached the hilt of the balcony, staring at the sky with thousands of shining stars.

“Don't waste your life just waiting for the uncertain, Mas. Our wait is fruitless, there is no other way but you remarry Mas.” Asna let out a long sigh, letting out all her might along with the gusts of wind passing by.

“Mas still disagrees, Brother. We still have a lot of time and ways we can do for you to get pregnant.” Arkan approached, speaking softly. He recalls the advice of his friend who he had not tried.

“What are some more ways, Mas?” Asna slightly raised her voice in disbelief. He was disappointed.

“You forget every way we do the result is always negative.”

Asna's emotions can no longer be controlled, it feels crowded with tears that continue to flow endless.

“I have thought about this carefully, Mas, and I will match you to the woman I have prepared,” Asna said.

Arkan is getting more and more sculpted. The crazy plan he had heard, the request to marry only, it felt unable and now the word matchmaking was so clear in his ears, had been prepared by his wife. Either ideas or patience moreover, that came out of this wife.

Indeed, his heart was burning as if it were burning with a stinging heat of fire, plus a fist that could not be accepted by his wife's words.

“You are crazy, Brother! I can't accept it and I don't agree!” snapped Arkan a little hard.

It's ridiculous to have to follow his wife's request until all that time he's planning everything. Arkan's heart wanted to scream loudly. Everything just needs patience. Wasn't he always patient? Why did Asna suddenly give up?

“Iya I'm crazy for not being a mother, Mas. You know my wish after marriage is to be a mother. Mother who can give birth from my own womb,” sobs Asna broke. No longer able to be restrained with shoulders that vibrate violently.

Asna cannot say. It was enough to continue to be patient, whatever was wrong with him until God gave a test to him that was so crowded.

“I know that, Sister! But can you without getting married? Has your love diminished to Mas?” Arkan's tears are flowing. His embrace grew tighter, unable to imagine if he got married again.

Asna's heart was claustrophobic, unable to see the cries of her husband who was grieving. Seven years together is not a short time, there are many stories that are always happy every day.

Even if her husband remarries, nothing will change. Asna remains a good wife to Arkan. Everything is arranged as fast as possible and God seems to approve.

Previously, Asna was not allowed without the intervention of God. Everything he did was with His best blessing and destiny.

“Not at all, Mas. Instead, I love you with all my heart until I let Mas marry again. I just want to be an obedient woman who doesn't stop you from being happy. I'm not the perfect woman for you, Mas.”

Asna came back, deciphered her crack and let her cheeks get wet. Holding both shoulders of her husband, gave Arkan strength.

It hurts, Arkan's heart hears it. “So enthusiastic are you, Dik, to be willing to share your own husband with others?” ask Arkan weakly, and feeling disappointed.

Asna's throat was choked. His lips were too faint to answer, no longer a matter of willingly, but his heart was already too sick because it could not give a child.

“Think carefully, Mas, and I will prepare for your second wedding!”

"Dik, don't say anything crazy anymore. I don't want to hear!" celos Arkan, he went to get the car keys.

TBC.