Carmen's Love Trap
Great Quarrel-1

Carmen

Mas Zaky sat up straight on the bed and looked at me like I had never seen him before. Mas Zaky suddenly smiled, then rubbed my hair gently. His index finger then started stroking my face with a smile.

I've never been treated this softly. I thought, Mas Zaky could finally see me as a wife he loves. But how disappointed I was because it turned out that my hope would turn into a very painful disappointment in an instant.

"You are so beautiful!" puji Mas Zaky's.

I began to wonder, is it when people are drunk that he will tell the truth? Because not usually Mas Zaky praises me like this! I was embarrassed to make it. My heart is so glad to be praised as beautiful.

It was unexpected that Mas Zaky advanced himself and started kissing me. Will she finally do her job again as a husband? This time of his own free will without my teasing first so?

I started to kiss back. This time it was completely different. Softer yet so sweeping. I was so lulled and forgot everything that Mas Zaky let go of his pagutan and looked at me lovingly.

"You're so pretty, Wi!"

Jeger!

The smile and happiness on my face instantly disappeared. So it wasn't me that Mas Zaky saw? So it wasn't me he kissed? So what is in the mind and shadow of Mas Zaky is Kak Dewi?

My tears no longer hold me. I wept. I'm sad. I'm heartbroken. I'm very disappointed. Did when we made love he did the same? Imagine Kak Dewi when we did the unification? Oh Allah .. it hurts so much. Is this the reward of all the patience I have done?

Mas Zaky came back and wanted to kiss me but I pushed his body until he fell on the bed. I expressed my intention to take care of and replace her clothes. I ran to my room and closed the door.

This room bears witness to how hurt I am right now. Tears that never stop flowing. The screams of my heart that hurt so much. I kept crying and crying. I regretted my folly of marrying a man who never loved me until I heard the sound of the dawn prayer. I haven't slept at all. I then took ablution water and started praying.

O Allah .. I have had enough effort to be a good wife for 1 year. It was enough for me to be patient and maintain a household that only I wanted to keep. I'm sorry, God, I can't take it anymore. My heart hurts. This whole thing is too painful for me. I can no longer hold on ....

God is where I pour out all my heart. My place grieved over all the inner pressure I felt this time, there was no reason for me to defend the household that Mas Zaky never wanted from the beginning.

I prayed until I was tired and fell asleep on the prayer mat while still wearing my face. I woke up when I felt my body so sick, apparently the pain was not only felt by my heart, my body as well. I got up and folded my prayer mats and mukena. I took a shower and refreshed myself.

Everything was tidy, I was ready to leave this house. The plan is I won't go straight to Abi's house. I'll go to Jogja and calm myself down there before I'm finally ready to say all my pain to Abi and Mommy.

I pushed my suitcase and walked out of the room. It just so happened that I passed by Mas Zaky who looked fresh after taking a bath. He looked at me in wonder. Why am I out with a suitcase?

"Where are you going? Any more work out of town?!"

"I'm going to leave this house. I will also be gone from your life. "

"Go? You mean what? Where you going? Are you angry with me? Angry why?!" Mas Zaky immediately charged me with a lot of questions

I don't want to answer. I kept pushing my suitcase and didn't pick it up. Mas Zaky intercepted me. He stopped my steps. "Tell me what happened? Why are you angry with me? Why are you leaving?"

I stopped my steps. "Mas thinks I'm angry why? Oh yes I forgot, I never thought and never thought about my feelings. I can't stand it, Mom. We have lived this household for a year. Never once did Mas Zaky see me as a wife."

"Can't see you how? You can't just leave so dong?! That's just your assumption. I treat you like my wife! I'm saving you. I treated you well. As you said before, I also give you a decent and comfortable home to live in. Why do you think that I don't treat you as a wife?!" Mas Zaky started not to accept what I said.

"It's just that, isn't it? I was never considered a wife. The only woman that Mas loved was Kak Dewi. Until whenever I can never shift the position of Kak Dewi in his heart Mas Zaky."

Mas Zaky looked surprised when he heard me say that he loves Kak Dewi. I continue my words again because this may be my last chance to get out all the contents of my heart that I have kept quiet for a year.

"I know everything. I heard everything you guys were talking about first. I know how much Mas always pursues the love of Kak Dewi. Never mind. I'm going to get away from your life. This is the ATM card I gave you. I only wear it once in the first month we get married. The rest of it, all the money that Mas gave away remained intact."

"You're kidding, aren't you? You don't get me like this, it's not funny to know!" Mas Zaky pulled over the ATM card I gave him until he fell under the table. "If you knew I loved the Goddess, why? I married you already. I have fulfilled your wish. Now we are married, we are living! Why use the scene of you leaving the house?" Mas Zaky looks so emotional, just like me who ended up also ignited emotions too.

"I'm not kidding Mas, I'll even send divorce papers to you. We end all this. We end our lies, our theatrics in front of everyone. Looks good in front of everyone, when in fact our household is in trouble. You look happy when you actually love another woman. I think everything I do will make you change, will make you look at my efforts a little but it turns out to be in vain. Enough is enough I'm trying. Here I'm trying to defend our household but what? You ruined it!"

My words even made Mas Zaky re-ignited his emotions. I am the same. This time no more words. I can't let him go anymore.

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