Being late in love

Being late in love
First night??


After saying that I went from the room to the bathroom, I immediately cleaned my body that was tired all day to entertain invited guests.


I thought hard, am I happy with this marriage? Can I live my wedding days like this? Living day2 with people who don't love me? I was confused, but in my little heart, I felt I had to be strong, I had to be able to carry my parents' trust, I would learn to love her even if she didn't love me, I will keep trying to make him love me. Please help your servant, may the door of his heart be open to me.


After taking a bath I immediately took the water of ablution' to perform the Isya Prayer', I saw Surya lying on the bed still in party clothes, I woke him to congregate with me.


"Mas, let's get up, take a bath, let's celebrate Isya'" I shake her body, but not in her mouth, I try again "Mas.ayo get up.." this time with a bit of raising my volume of somewhat crisp sound, I saw him wriggling lazily to get up..


" I'm sleepy, tired, I want to rest first. You can pray by yourself, right? Later I will pray after my body relaxes, so there you pray alone, I'm tired"


In a somewhat raised voice he told me to pray by myself. Sickness in snapped like that, akukan invite him to worship, worship,


What is my fault? this is just the beginning of marriage has been like this treatment of me, God, it feels so tight my chest, while banging my chest, I hold my tears, I must be strong, my mind.


I finished praying to wake her up, but I was too afraid to make a sound, I was afraid to snap. Miris, but I am his wife, I also have an obligation to take him to the right path that has been arranged by God.


"Wake up mas, pray Isya' first.."


I slowly woke him up


I repeat until he wakes up.


" Alright, then Hana sleeps first" I said in a trembling voice


I lay on my back, I held my tears from falling, but whatever I was, I was just a woman with a soft heart, tears could not be contained anymore. I cried in silence so my husband wouldn't know.


Before long I felt my mattress shake a little signifying he woke up, but I did not mind it, after he entered the bathroom I also rushed to get his clothes in the closet, I prepared his prayer equipment.


after I finished going to bed, I could no longer think, the first night that people said was passed with passion, boro-boro passed with passion, even the first night I was snapped..


hufft...


I began to close my eyes that I think it was getting heavy, because the night was late showing at 12:31 WIB.


I did not feel my eyes began to close without me realizing. enjoying the beautiful dream that I had to assemble myself, because I was sure if the dream came alone would not be beautiful, certainly not, because of the chaos of the heart that makes the beauty reluctant to stop by.


haha.too poetic my words..


I fell asleep after thinking about everything.