Your charms are diverting my love

The Perfect Wife

At seven o'clock in the night, I just got to my house. Today really makes me tired, tired of heart, tired of mind. I saw Mas Dani's car already in the yard. I parked my car on Mas Dani's side. I went straight into the house, after all Mas Dani answered my greetings when I went inside, probably because he heard me say hello, and Mas Dani was also in the living room.

“Vita, I want to talk,” sergeant Mas Dani when I want to go inside.

“You said what, Mas. Want to marry Nadira? Pamit mama papaamu alone there, do not be the same me, because my answer must have you know,” answered me without looking Mas Dani.

“Vit, not like that. Yes Nadira is my lover, we both still love each other.”

“Then what's the deal with me? If you want to marry her, marry her, Mas. Just so you said your mama-papamu.” I was angry.

Just coming home, Mas Dani added to my runyam mood. I'd rather be in Mas Dani than him talking to me but talking about him and his girlfriend.

“That's not what I'm going to talk about, Vit! I'm sorry for this afternoon, about what my friend said,” Dani said.

“Iya, yes I'm going to the room. Want to rest.” Vita went straight into her room. She did not want to deal with her husband for long.

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DANIAL POV

I feel so guilty about Vita this afternoon. I'm sure he's hurt by what my friends say. I don't love her, but I'm still trying to accept the fact that she's my wife. Mom and dad's choice. I should make her happy, I should take care of her, I should take care of her heart. But, until now I've inhabited him, like he's a big deal in my life.

She's a quiet woman. In the middle of the incident last afternoon that might be very painful he was still calm, even he said goodbye when going back to the office. She kissed my hand sincerely, I felt so ashamed that I never thought she existed. If she retaliates, she will not admit that I am her husband, but she will dare to say that she is my wife, when all my friends speak very hurtfully.

I haven't been able to let go of Nadira, how can I let go? I've been in a relationship with him since Nadira and I were in High School, even though my mom and dad prevented me from having a boyfriend, because since I went to High School I've been introduced to Revita. There's no way I like girls who look cute, have glasses, flab anyway? As for Nadira, she is perfect, let alone me and she have something in common, and have the same goal. We both wanted to be teachers at the time.

I don't care about the payday teacher a little bit, but somehow I want to be a teacher. Nadira and I both attended the same university, the same department. I know, I've been betrothed, and it's inviolable, but I'm against it, I'm still in a relationship with Nadira, even though the end will be like this, I can't marry her, I can't, because after Revita passed our S1 fiancee, and waiting for Revita to finish S2 we got married.

Nadira also knew that I had been betrothed, but she never wanted to turn away from me, even though she already knew. She even told me she was ready to be a second wife. I never thought about it, having two wives. Although I don't love Revita, but she also has a heart. And I appreciate my mama. I feel like I've been a failed child, but I had to disappoint my mother by refusing the match? I just saw him holding back his tears, when one of my friends told me to marry Nadira sirri. I understand the burden, papa is too burdened with his duties in the company, while I am his son, I'm indifferent and do not care at all about it.

I glanced towards Vita's room, as Vita opened her bedroom door. I saw him walking towards the kitchen.

“Aduh ...” I complained a little because the book I was holding fell, and the pages were scattered, because the book was already off the page.

I was riled up to organize page after page scattered.

“Everything has a book treated, Mas.” Revita said in front of me.

“Books are old,” I replied briefly.

“What the hell is it? Looks like the book came out, I was born?” said Vita.

“It's just less treated only.”

“Yes because the print is possible, or indeed not good the paper,” I argue.

Vita just passed me, she went inside her room, and came out again taking the Staples and the great isolation.

“Find your book,” pinta Vita.

“You anyplace?” my many.

“You want me to read, it's full name Nadira right?” answerable

“You ever read? I told you not to touch my stuff, right?”

“You often dropped this book. Six months at my mom's house, one bedroom sleep, again your book falls apart, how am I not getting it done? Don't look at the mess!” answer Vita. “Here I tidy, let's not mess around, if it falls I'm not tired of styling.” Vita took my book, she arranged it neatly, then staples, and in isolation by her side.

“Padahat in the school library there is a gini tool, right? Why not get it taken out anyway? To the bus for dating ya where cares books have been damaged?” vita Ejek.

“What do you mean, huh?”

“Think yourself! It's neat, please drop it again, safe really won't fall apart!”

Vita went back to her room again. I saw my book was neat, no more pages were left out. Indeed Vita was diligent, she never let anything fall apart.

“Mas, your clothes were laid out this morning?” ask Vita.

“Su—already,” answered me.

Yes I have arranged it, but only I put it in the closet, I did not fold, which is important to enter the closet.

“Don't believe your answer, excuse me to your room,” said Vita by walking to my room.

Vita was seen opening the closet, she was breathing rough, maybe because she saw my closet was still a mess, I have not arranged. Because just now I enter I did not fold and arrange it well.

“OK, already laid out, good!” said it. “Previous before marriage who styled your clothes, Mas?” ask Vita.

“Mbok Sum,” answered.

Mbok Sum is like my own mother. He who takes care of me from childhood, all my needs are Mbok Sum who knows, and who prepares it. From school supplies, clothes, food, and more. Mbok Sum who understands all that, and after marriage Married, Mbok Sum no longer takes care of all that. I have become a teacher Mbok Sum who always prepares all my needs, because from a small mother has often left me because of office affairs. That's why I don't want to have a career woman's wife, because I'm going to fuck with her son. But I was married to Vita. Career woman, whose career is skyrocketing, but she can divide the time to take care of the house first before work, even though she is very hard work. Vita is the perfect wife.