Forced to Marry a Sadistic Woman
Make Him My Mate

Khadijah is now sitting on the sofa, after the completion of the prayer until now the heart of Khadija did not also stop vibrating so quickly and this vibration is not as usual. All this began when Pak Datta became the imam of the magrib prayer until the isyak, Khadija's ears were even spoiled with the sound of the chanting of the holy verse of the Quran coming out of the lips of her husband. Yes, Khadija never thought if it turned out that Pak Datta was so good at teaching and his voice was so addictive. All the daydreams of Kahdijah began to fade when he listened to the voice of someone who had filled his mind.

“Why have you been quiet since?” ask Mr. Datta while throwing his body on the same sofa with Khadijah.

Khadija was shocked to learn that her husband was still in her room. “Ke-why is Pak Datta still here?” kadhijah began to feel uncomfortable. Khadijah glanced at her husband who was now wearing a sarong with a cocoa shirt and peci on his head, indeed, Pak Datta looks so handsome if it is like this and Khadijah's heart again thumped to look at the creature of God who has been halal for him. Looking at your husband, yes.

“This is my wife's room, I like to be anywhere, even sleeping here can also be,” said Datta while showing his hands towards the bed that Khadijah usually sleeps in.

Khadija was silent with both hands clasping each other. Datta was about to open his voice to explain if he only teased his wife even though in his heart Datta was so eager to see his wife's face again, his wife was so beautiful yet, there is always a distance between the two and maybe Datta is the first to make the distance further away.

Khadijah felt that something vibrated next to the sofa he was sitting on and the woman immediately took it and it turned out that it was a mobile phone and Khadijah accidentally read the name on the phone ‘Sayku calling’ yes it's a phone not hers and the husband's. Khadijah's heart seemed to slide for no apparent reason then he glanced at Datta staring at the cellphone that Khadijah was holding right now.

“Your phone,” said Khadijah then put the phone next to him and Mr. Datta took it straight away. “Please, stay away from that woman at least until we get divorced. Because I will keep you together because I don't want my husband to fall into a great sin.” Without waiting for a reply from Datta, Khadijah immediately stepped out of his room. After closing the door of his room Khadijah directly leaned his back on the door with a tear that had begun to fall on both cheeks to make the veil wet.

“Yes, God my heart feels so sick when I see my husband in a relationship with another woman, God if indeed Mr. Datta is my soul mate, so bring us closer and if indeed Mr. Datta is not my soul mate, then make him my soul mate, Amin.” Khadijah wiped his tears and sat on the sofa in the living room.

A few seconds after Khadijah sat his body, Mr. Datta walked out of his room. The man stepped into his room and then came out again after changing clothes. Khadijah just looked straight ahead as if he did not see the presence of Pak Datta in this room until her husband began to open his voice.

“I came out for a while,” Mr. Datta said to Khadijah.

“Where are you?” ask Khadijah while standing up.

“It's none of your business!” said Mr. Datta.

Her husband's words were like a bow that hit his heart so hard that it caused a bloodless pain. “This is certainly my business because, we are still legal to be a married couple,” said Khadijah did not want to lose. Khadijah's fear began to melt now and she had to keep her husband from committing immortality.

Some time later.

Khadijah had just got out of the car and how surprised he was when he found out that in the yard of this house it looked very crowded and there were many chairs and music that flowed so fast. Khadijah immediately lowered his head when he saw a woman and a man kissing casually as if it had become common for them to show in front of many people. Khadijah began to realize that there was a strange smell and he could guess if this was the smell of alcohol.

“Datta, finally you come too,” said Reza as he stepped over to his best friend. It's Reza's birthday party and her best friend didn't expect Datta to take her now.

“I don't bring gifts,” said Datta casually by hugging his wife.

“Forget about the gift is not important, why did you bring a Muslim woman - I mean your wife here? He must be feeling uncomfortable right now,” Reza said as she glanced at Khadijah. “If you see from her gesture, she must be tall and must be beautiful like what you say,”, Reza said looking at the shape of Khadijah's body behind the clothes that the woman was wearing.

Datta who listened to his best friend's speech was immediately angry then hit Reza's head and said, “Dear your view or, I take out these two marbles, I take out,” said Datta while pointing towards Reza's two eyeballs with a flat gaze.

“That time you weren't angry I was talking about it, but why are you angry now? You have admitted if you fall in love with him,” said Reza. And the discussion of the two stopped when Khadijah joined them.

“We go home,” pinta Khadijah on Datta.

“Please wait a minute in the car, I won't be long,” Datta told Khadijah. Datta spread his gaze around this place and he saw that if everyone was watching his wife right now, it certainly made Datta feel uncomfortable. “Do not get out of the car, I will meet someone for a while,” continued Datta then the man took Khadijah's hand and asked his wife to sit in the car.

“Tadi Felishia contacted me and he said if it was already in this party,” Datta told Reza after Khadijah sat in the car.

“He's going to the toilet? Why?” reza asked with an intimidating look. “If you do not like the Muslim woman, then after you are officially divorced I will pursue her, beautiful women are already so many in this world stock however, but, who are so religious and also good at closing the aura it has begun to be counted only with fingers alone,” said Reza while turning his facial water into serious.

“Dear your words, she is my wife and I will not divorce.” Datta spoke by walking to his other friend and without the man knowing if Felishia was listening to the conversation because Felishia turned out to walk behind Datta and wanted to surprise his lover, however, Felishia undoes her intentions when she listens to the conversation of the two friends.