Being late in love
Give me a moment
It did not feel like I have been in this house for almost 6 months, the house I thought was calming and even too quiet, not much I do here, my activities are not too excessive too, too,.
I cook for myself, the most breakfast I make more because he usually has breakfast at home, although never one table but I also have to serve him. I made her favorite food.
If day and night he always eats out, it is usual, with the lover.
Until now I did not understand what exactly I wanted, what I really wanted, with a marriage like this, without harmony, without happiness? I don't know...
My household problems are only I and Allah can know, as long as I am strong and willing to face, then I will always complain to the Khalik..
After the Dhuha Prayer, I pray to the Almighty to soften my husband's heart, turn his heart to love me, no prayer is more effective than a wife's prayer for her husband.
I asked God for forgiveness, what sin I had committed, so that I married a man who had no intention of making me his home. Only the calmness of my heart after I told the Creator was able to make me endure.
For the activities at the Cafe I handed over to Lisa, my assistant, because she can handle all the work, unless there are times that are difficult enough that I have to handle it, he said, then I'll step in. All the bookkeeping will be handed to me by my e-mail. So I have plenty of time at home.
Starting at dusk, I sat in the garden next to my house facing the sunset. A very beautiful sight in my opinion. With a variety of flowers that I have planted, presenting a romantic atmosphere.
I picked up my guitar, I sat back on the park bench and started playing my guitar strings.
why should I think of you
why I cry for you
why I always get hurt
why I hope for you
you obviously don't think about me
you obviously don't want me
obviously you never thought I existed...
This may be the path of my destiny
oh, could this be what's best for me
but I have no power to keep going like this
I can't really afford it..
In my passion for this song, it really tells me my life right now..
Why should I think of you
Why I cry for you
Why I always get hurt
Why I hope for you
you obviously don't think about me
you obviously don't, want me
obviously you never thought I existed...
*song by Souqy
I was stunned when I got up wanting to enter the house, I saw him standing at the door. Huh uh?? since when did he come home my inner, inner,
"Why did you go home? come on in, tumben? " i asked him a few questions.
"There's something I want to talk about" he said seriously
"What's? " let me wonder.
He sat on the living room couch, and I followed him.
"Just get to the point. If you can't stand me, let's split up. "
Jederrrrr like a lightning bolt, his words deafen my ears, and,
"What does that mean? we haven't been married for 6 months. "
"I intend to marry my lover "he quickly replied.
I didn't hear wrong, did I?
"Give me some time, "I replied in shock.
seriate...