You are Like My Surg

A Sacrifice.

The right eyelid is bluish, the geisha forces it to open. Although it hurts like in sayat sembilu. He was leaning weakly on the back of the bed with a rough snort of breath. Evidence of himself is harboring a sense of annoyance, anger and disappointment. Who is the woman on this earth who wants to be hurt and treated sadistically by her own partner?

Geisha round-round beads of flushed Gentala eyes are spurting clear water.

Hixes. The man sobbed, constantly begging for mercy for the treatment he had done last night as they melted into one.

Geisha are not civilians. Although he has not graduated to become a doctor, but he knows that Gentala is suffering from sex disorders. Genta characteristics are similar to patients who often visit psychiatric poly with various cases of sexual deviation. And Geisha get the knowledge while on campus and undergo koas at the Hospital.

At first the Geisha were afraid, he wanted to escape. He could not yet digest what had happened to Genta, as they were fusing together. What he thought, a demon-possessed clone. Therefore he wanted to run away and run away for a moment already conscious.

And after Genta changed back to normal, back to warm, back to what it was, aware of the treatment, at that time also Geisha jumped, this is really her husband. Her husband is sick. The man finally confessed, and asked to be forgiven.

"I'm sorry, Sha" said Genta. His cheeks were flooded, because the tears that flowed down the river were soaking. He is just a man who has a disorder during intercourse, but does not have a bad heart like wanting to kill like a psychopath.

Genta sat on the edge of the bed, staring at the Geisha. Clasping his wife's hand that he has bathed and he wears clothes. At first the Geisha refused, not wanting to be touched. But, Gentala forced. He helped his wife to clean herself, treat wounds and feed her even though the bowl of food, Geisha looks good.

"Why are you covering up, Mom? Why aren't you honest from the start?" ask the Geisha with a sharp look. However, disappointment still shreds his mind. It could be that this man gave up on him, but the Geisha was always open whatever shortcomings he had.

"I just don't want you to leave if you know I'm like this, Sha, '" he replied honestly with a fearful expression. Genta bowed shyly.

"Are you going to confess, if I'm already in the last breath?"

Genta looked up quickly, then shook his head. He stared firmly at the Geisha face which was also the same as him. "For God's sake. Not that I mean. I want to heal too, Sha. I tried, but I can't. I-i--"

"Get out, Mas!" Geisha interrupted Genta who was convincing him. The woman chased Gentala away with one finger pointing towards the door.

Genta gawked, he shook his head faintly with a clear look. "Sha .. I love you."

"OUT!" geisha fangs are out.

Genta until it raises the base of the shoulder. He flinched, then brought his body closer, wanting to hug his wife. But the woman brushed off.

"My head, my body and my heart are still shaken. I need some time to calm down and accept this. I'm asking you to come out! OUT, MAS!" he looked at Genta with tears. He banished the man who had taken his honor by violence and fatal trauma.

"Sha, please don't stay-me---"

"You should get out first!" selak Geisha with screaming. "OUT!" at once the Geisha closed his eyes, holding his lips that felt a lot of pain when speaking loudly.

"We go to the doctor, yes, dear," Genta asked. He did not care if he was cursed by his wife.

The geisha shook her head and pushed Genta's chest rough. "I want you out! Or am I going out, CHOOSE WHERE?" ask him with bulging eyes.

Be ill. Genta is very sick. Not sick because of being kicked, scolded or snapped. But, he was sick to see his wife who was always kind and soft-spoken became changed, different and darkened from the aura of love.

"Okay, I'm going out. If there's anything. Please call me, Sha," he said.

The geisha remained silent, turning their faces back to the plain white wall. He looked at the picture frame containing his picture and Genta while sitting at the board table.

And a Geisha cry broke upon seeing the man actually leave her. "Is this what I have to pay to live happily with my chosen man, O God?" Geisha bathed in tears. The recording as he left Andre, clashing with Dad while choosing Genta, turned back around.

"DAD ...," he exclaimed. Asking for mercy and help. He remembered the face of the Father when shaking with the husband during the process of Ijab Qabul.

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Genta sat on the lip of the bed. He elus backs his wife. "Mandi yuk, honey. Soak warm water in bath up."

Geisha who are still daydreaming from morning until afternoon just silent. He turned his back on the man.

"Are you going to eat? I made you your favorite fried rice, huh?" Genta saw the food he put on the nightstand this afternoon not touched by Geisha.

And the wife kept freezing. Screaming without moving my mouth to say. The geisha hugged the sticky bolster, as a pedestal to protect it.

Gentala chose to crawl up and lie behind the woman who had occupied him for hours. He became out of practice due to the circumstances of the Geisha which did not allow him to stay.

Just wanting to put a hand on the belly of the Geisha, the woman turned her head and opened her eyes. "Go say! Don't come near me!" his orders.

Genta looked at nanar. "But I can't get away from you, Sha."

"GO!" Geisha is still in shock. Storing a sense of destruction in the chest alone, making himself seem lost sense. No more complacency, sympathy for Gentala. "I beg you, Mas. Come out!"

Genta hugged his wife forcibly. He shook. "You want to stab me with a knife even if I stay here. I want you to eat, so you can take medicine. Please don't make me feel depressed, Sha," Pinta Genta. Her tears are shed again. "For God's sake, this is not what I want. I don't want to be a monster!" erang Genta's. He was crying behind the neck of his wife.

Geisha takes a breath. He was too claustrophobic, not having the heart to behave like this to the man who was already his priest. The love for Genta is huge. "Sleep on the floor!"

"It's okay, honey. Even on the floor I want, the important thing is still in this room with you," replied Genta with a carefree face, he was sure Geisha would forgive and accept it.

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A gentle swipe on the back with a downward movement, Kahla gives it to the Geisha. The pregnant woman finally came to this house because Gentala called.

Genta thought, Geisha will be easy to seduce. Apparently not. The man had run out of sense to persuade the Geisha to talk to him. For forty-eight hours, the Geisha spent time in bed, confined to a room. Not want to eat. Not bathing, only ablution for prayer.Why curl up in a blanket.

Continue to lament the fate of her marriage which is only a few days but already painful. Genta until rubbing his chest, his heart strange when he saw the wife rested on the prayer mat with a ripple of tears.

Geisha knew that the disease that Genta had, would not be so easy to cure. And she couldn't avoid it when her husband wanted her. But it's not a robot either. He is a human being with a sensitive point and taste. He will scream when the surface of his skin is torn as when they do the first night.

"Patience, Sha. This is the lack of Mas Genta that you must accept with chest space. If you didn't make it, then who else?"

The geisha hugged Kahla tightly with the remnants of her energy. Geisha crying in the recess of Kahla's neck. Only this woman as a focus to complain of the pain and disappointment in the heart. There is no way he would complain about this to his family.

"Am I capable, Ma'am? This marriage is for a lifetime. Can I live it?"

Kahla nodded. He rubbed Geisha's hair, felt a lump on the scalp, Kahla knew it was thanks to a hand painting from Gentala.

I used to try to be patient, to the point where our son died and frustrate me. I hate him, want to get out of his life. And after that I regret, because it is not becus to be a wife to be able to accept the state of the husband to its lowest point. I made him go back to hurting women, Avika and you."

“ If a woman always keeps prayers five times, also fasts a month (in Ramadan), and strictly keeps *********** (from adultery) and being completely obedient to her husband, it is said to this woman of noble nature,“ Enter heaven through whichever door you like. (HR Ahmad 1:191 and Ibn Hibban 9:471. 

Mother always reminds her daughters to obey the husband as long as the husband does not commit injustice and does not make us contradict the Islamic Shari'a. Marriage is the longest worship, the effect of which goes all the way to the Hereafter. Husband is on the third ladder after Allah and Rasullullah, for us to obey his existence.

"Women, if only you had known the rights of your husband, one of you would have cleaned the dust on the soles of your husband's feet with your face." Mushonnaf Ibn Abi Syaibah.

The geisha breaks down the embrace, as she realizes that a pair of eyes are peering at them from behind the door. Feeling known, the man whose fate was very badass hurriedly wanted to leave the place. He did not want to make the Geisha even more fed up with him.

"Mas!" exciting Geisha. She quickly got out of bed and approached her husband who had not stepped in to leave the room.

"Sha ..." very slow tone of voice Genta. The man's eye bags were blackened and large. These two days of not sleeping well, his body ached from having to sleep on the floor.

Genta and Geisha stared at each other in fondness. Both of them soothe the tears in the longing that has gathered for days.

Geisha cheeks her husband. It looks at the face of a man who has never felt happiness for a long time. Victims of divorce, victims of violence, victims of failure to understand religion from an early age, and now suffering from dangerous diseases.

"I always ask, always yell. When God easily gives a soul mate to others, but not to me. I must be stepped by Sister, preceded by friends with a match. Until I found out and understood.

With such a state, it was as if I was asked to wait. Your soul is in process. There is a man you must heal, you help his soul and body, so God meant that I did not know. God says I can accompany you, Mom. Become a strong companion for your recovery. Therefore you also have to fight, in order to recover," said Geisha with tears.

Gentala directly pressed the Geisha into her chest and hugged her tightly. Only a few tears could be heard. The man could not answer but cry. Relieved his chest, empty of his soul. The woman he had been afraid of for two days would ask for a divorce, beyond his shadow.

"You sincerely accept me like this, Sha?" because only a Geisha can accept it more than anything.

Geisha nodded. "God willing, Mas,"

Kahla smiled, looking at the newlyweds from inside the room. He's relieved. Because it succeeded in confirming the intention of the Geisha to want to learn to accept the husband as he is.

"Not in vain, I pounded with Avika. Indeed, I know the Geisha figure that is desired by Mas Gentala, "inner Kahla.

"You're so skinny, Mom!"

Gentala snorted lazily.

"Today you didn't take care of me, Sha. I miss your salt tea," replied Genta with a ruckus.

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Genta is neat with a short-sleeved blue stripes shirt that is inserted into jeans, covered with a black belt, sitting on the edge of the bed. Staring at his wife who was standing in front of the makeup glass, was putting a mask on her face and pinning sunglasses. Want to cover his face, which traces of bruising is still visible, even though a week has passed.

With a long pink nude robe, covered with a triangular veil dangling straight in front of the chest, Geisha was ready to accompany Gentala to return control to Doctor Gilang today, at the same time Genta also wants to check the state of Geisha. He feared his wife had injuries in the invisible.

"His teeth still shake, honey?" ask Gentala. A blow that hits the lips, gives the effect of movement on the teeth.

Geisha nodded. "Still, Mas. But now it's gone" he replied.

"I'm sorry, yeah, Sha. You're like this because of me." Sick bells again.

Geisha takes a breath. He approached and brought Genta to hug his stomach. Geisha kisses Genta's hair repeatedly, enjoying the fragrant aroma of the mane vortex.

"Originally you want to heal. I accept, Mas. Ana Uhibukka, please. I love you because of God."

Gentala. He hugged his wife tightly.

"I Want to, Sha. I want to be really. Healing up! This is how I feel tormented" he replied.

"Can't be a crybaby! You must be excited. There's me 'cock who's keeping you. Yes already, now you go down first, heat the car first," said the wife. Genta nodded, then passed after peeping his wife's cheek.

Geisha was sitting in the position of her ex-husband just now. He reached into the bag and took the device from inside.

He's looking for someone he wants to contact right now.

"Waalaikumsallam, Mother ...." The geisha answered the greetings, as the woman he was going to across the street said hello and salutations.

"Your decision is ripe, Sha? Not change your mind? Honey, koas you're in the middle."

Geisha nodded steadily. He held the device firmly with the spirit of four five. "God willing, I'm ripe, Mom. I will take a leave of absence from koas activities" he replied to the campus academic administration manager.

For the beloved husband. For the sake of Gentala's healing. Geisha decided to take a leave of absence from his koas. He had to be extra accompanied by Genta for treatment, wanting to take Genta to a place they had discussed for a few days. The geisha must also continue to serve the biological rights of the husband.

He will try to be strong, as Kahla once advised, that he will inevitably have to face it. Don't complain of pain, don't give Gentala the expression she wants when changing with her sadism. Geisha will try it tonight. Although the blow will come back he got, and definitely not possible to go to the Hospital with a broken face.

Gentala must remain he approached.

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If you ask, there is not a figure like Genta? A man who has a disease like this?

Answer: There are and many. I'm a living witness to the journey of one of those patients who wants to recover. So I picked it up as a story, let the science exist. For those of you who may be ordinary can know, can know and can be vigilant. Because we do not know, in our descendants, our generation or our relatives may have experienced something like this and we can be vigilant.

Ih serem huh? Sadistic! Yeah, correct. For those of you who are lucky and grateful not to get a partner like this it feels easy to say. But for our fellow students who are getting an incredible test to take a class, getting a trial like this. Smile and accept. This is their Qadarullah who must be received with grace.

This story will contain a lot of physical violence, because healing is not as easy as we turn the palm of the hand. There are many processes that Gentala and Geisha have to go through. Somehow later on the end, is Geisha Alyra Hadnan able? Or follow like Avika and Kahla.

Stay tuned on, yeah, guys. For those of you who are strong mentals, you are able to have a great deal of fun. See you next week.