Being late in love
Doa

"*huh Allah..how does my heart ache....even I am his legal wife has not been touched, how much does he hate me? How much does his wish let me go? does she want to be with me that way? Who should I blame? Is he too attractive to my husband? Or am I the one who has no attraction in my husband's eyes? I'm sick, God, I beg You to guard my heart, I don't want to drag on in this. Oh God, if my husband is not my soul mate, then I am sincere to let him go. I know that You hate divorce, but it feels unfair to me, God, it's not fair..."

"give me your guidance, O God, what shall I do? Will I have to survive? or should I give up? I haven't even had my marriage in a year, I can still count fingers, but I've fallen over and over again, and I've always tried to get up, to try to take my husband's heart, how hard was his heart so that it couldn't accept me? what is his heart made of? only in Thee I complain, Lord, only to Thee I ask for all the spaciousness of heart. I just want to be sincere..I don't want to be selfish.

O God, may you prepare the most wonderful gift for me in the future..."

Amiiiinn*....

After the service, I tried to reduce my anger and my heartache, it was not nice for me not to prepare dinner for my husband, so I set myself to go out of the room and to the kitchen to prepare food.

But suddenly Iren came out using only a towel wrapped around his body. He showed off his white legs, and broke his slightly messy hair. Lots of red marks on his neck and shoulders.

What dream did I have last night so that I could see this annoying sight. He looked at me from the side with a sly smile.

"I took a step to get my whole husband. Even touching you the tip of a fingernail, Surya had no intention of doing it. So I suggest you split up with Surya" he said, twisting his curly hair.

Spontaneously I clenched my hand that was holding a knife. I want to feel like I'm ripping the bucket's mouth apart. But I'm still sane, though,

"Sir, we are both wives of Mas Surya, I cannot ask him to divorce me without reason, I am a woman who has many sins, even to make my husband make out with my honey, I still feel angry, so I don't want to be a woman who can't smell heaven."

"I salute you, how could you stay here while your husband loves me more. Even he doesn't love you, and yaaa you know that we just..ehem.." he cleared his throat at the end of the sentence.

"God loves me more, and I will always pursue his love of God, maybe one day God will give me the best."

"I have said clearly, Mother, the problem of my heart leave it to the above, the power of prayer can never be defeated with the cunning of people. I love Surya sincerely because of God, so if until now Surya has not loved me, it means God is testing me. understand!?"

I held a knife in front of him, I saw him trembling in fear and running into the room. I fell down next to the stove table. The knife I was holding fell deep under the table.

What a spicy word, even more spicy than a small cayenne. My legs were limp, I could not get up, but it was my duty as a wife to take care of the household. I continued cooking for dinner.

Considering tomorrow I go to mom's house, I didn't tell Surya. Let me go alone without him. He may even object to leaving his young palace.

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