Dream Womb
Beautiful Dream

(Pov Haris)

I actually spit it out, taking out back the blue pill that Diana had crammed in my mouth. If I had to fuck my wife, it would have to be based on will and self-awareness, not this kind of compulsion. If this is the case, it is as if I am a gigolo who is always required to satisfy paying customers.

That's how I felt when Diana kept asking us to have sex more often.

I don't want to, even I miss the times we used to struggle with the heat like early marriage.

But I don't know where all that flavor is going. Diana has now changed along with her looming career achievements. Being a famous notary has been his dream for a long time. I tried to support her desperately, sacrificing my ego who wanted to continue S2 college for her sake.

Now that my wife had climbed the highest ladder as she wished, ironically it turned me into a dwarf-like figure in front of her. Diana did not blatantly demean my work. However, from her body language, Diana often acted as if I was not worthy of her company.

Unknowingly, Diana often told the greatness of her fellow notaries who had gone through master education, until finally managed to establish their own company.

While I, still a corporate slave for wanting to satisfy his ambitions.

She did not have time to get pregnant at the time, she herself asked to delay the pregnancy for the sake of her dream brilliant career.

I can only obey his will, the important thing is that he is happy. Now that all the dreams had been successfully held, Diana began to fidget at the discordant voices out there.

Diana was restless and who else would have been the victim if not me?

I have now lost my identity and self-respect before him.

***

I was waiting at the cafe meeting place with Keysha, the sweet-looking, flawless simple girl before me.

There's still twenty minutes left. Suddenly my phone shook, there was an incoming call from Diana. I lazily lifted it.

[Where are you, honey?]

“Where else if not in the office?” ketus.

[Can we have lunch together?]

“Now?”

[Yes, now. There are some clients who want to meet. I want to give them a positive image. I think lunch together is good, so that in the future the work business is smoother.]

Again I was the one Diana used to launch her work.

“Sorry, I also have a client, soon we have a lunch appointment, so I can not accompany you.”

[Always this way. You really can't be sandelin, huh, Haris? Just cancel the appointment there and then you follow me now.]

Diana's words kept me from listening. I hung up the phone before he finished talking.

I must keep this wound deep, the wound of being abused by my own wife.

Sometimes I think, can she be a good mother if we are really entrusted to have children? Time left for work. He came home tired and often angry. Diana was very different from Keysha.

The woman asked a while ago, can she be a kindergarten teacher? He has already entered an online application at a renowned course institution. Unknowingly, Keysha told me that she was once a kindergarten teacher.

That's why I see Keysha so differently, like there's a motherly nature that naturally arises. Turns out that was the reason, he was once a kindergarten teacher. Slowly, Keysha was surrounded by children because he was a teacher.

My daydream was broken when I saw the sweet face that I had imagined, appearing in front of the glass door. That woman is so graceful. Just this time I saw Keisya looking like a classy woman, wearing a dress with an inconspicuous color, but instead accentuating her beauty.

Just this time I also saw Keysha also wear makeup that is not too thick, but makes his face fresher. Basically she is already beautiful, so when wearing thin makeup like that, it makes her shine more.

“Hai, Key! Come on in,” I said while guiding his hand, then pulling a chair for him to sit on. Keysha looked at me with a hard look. The view was like an expression of infinite gratitude, when I did nothing, just took a chair. One thing not to be proud of.

“I guess you didn't come,” I said as we sat facing each other

“It is precisely I who feel bad, fearing that you do not have time because of busy work.”

“If I invite, it means I have arranged all work schedules and can get out of the office. That's why you don't have to worry, Key. Don't feel guilty because I want to take you to meet.”

“Alright then, I'm calmer. I mean no more guilt.”

“Somebody's been blaming you?”

Keysha looks nervous at my question. I don't know what happened to the house. Was she always blamed by her husband? Or even he himself who always felt less and wrong? However, upon seeing her uncomfortable gaze, I decided to switch the conversation.

“I've ordered the most special menu in this cafe. I want to try everything, so your job now is to help me spend it.”

Keysha smiled very sweetly. A smile that has been dancing for some time and clinging tightly to my mind. A fragile female smile. Like a flower bud that blooms, but is timid. Now the flower buds had bloomed perfectly in front of me. I love being the only one who enjoys this beautiful view.

We were busy enjoying the lunch menu with small talk. Keysha often chuckles when I tease her. I've always liked to see a red tinge on her white cheek. His laughter was so loose, as if his inner burden was lifted.

“Don't think of me like that, Haris. I'm so embarrassed.”

Many times we met with a glance and in the end Keysha gave up. He covered his face with both hands and it made me anxious.

"Don't cover your beauty, Key. It's too beautiful for you to cover. Even though you try so hard, but the radiance is still dazzling,” I said a little flickering. I didn't mean to brag, that's the truth. In my eyes, Keysha was like a beautiful fairy that I did not tire of looking at.

“This time we take a short walk, yes.”

“Absolutely you are no longer late to the office?”

“Udah, you don't have to worry about my work. Anyway you should come with me for a walk.”

We got out of the car and walked around the city park, until I finally had an idea to take it to a beach not too far away.

“You like the beach too?” ask Keysha.

I nodded my head while putting both hands in my pants pocket.

“The air's fresh. Look at the sky is so beautiful. Blue and white combine in contrast,” I said while raising my head.

“The shape is irregular, but still beautiful to look at.” Keysha muttered as he looked at the roll of white clouds above the clear blue sky.

“Keysha, I would love to go somewhere beautiful and peaceful, where no one knows me,”.

As if Keysha could not believe it, the woman immediately turned towards me.

“If there is a place that can heal the pain and free from the shackles, I also want to go there,” reply slowly.