I Desire the Love of My Husband
Please Believe

When he got home, Bian did not see anyone there, the food on the dining table seemed to be intact.

Even Bian did not see Zahra in the room, whether the woman went to her hiding place again yesterday.

"No way, she must be in Oma's room."

Bian came out and walked towards Inggrid's room, carefully opening the door.

Bian bent his body to be able to look inside, and it was true, Zahra was sleeping on Ingrid's bed.

But there was no old woman there, was it true that Ingrid had returned home, Bian had heard that sentence before.

"Oma," call Bian slowly.

Feeling no response, Bian entered the room slowly, approaching Zahra who was probably sleeping there.

The sideways sleeping position, short-sleeved pajamas, clearly shows Zahra's wounds.

Bian silently looked at her, what a wound it was, why Zahra could be injured like that, could Bian wake her up now.

"Non Zahra."

Bian turned his head, shocked, he thought if the one who came was Ingrid.

"Den Bian, it's home."

"Why is Zahra sleeping here, where's Oma?"

"Mother in the Hospital."

Bian frowned, the hospital, so Inggrid's condition completely dropped after being unconscious earlier.

Bian glanced back at Zahra, was the woman really asleep, or was she just playing a charade.

"Non Ayra said she wanted to sleep here, and she didn't want to be disturbed."

"But I need to talk to him."

"Let's be angry."

"Oma's not here, that shouldn't be a cause for concern."

Their conversation was quite capable of disturbing Zahra's sleep, both of them turned their heads and fell silent when they saw the two eyes were open.

Seeing the figure of Bian, making Zahra feel happy, Zahra should believe if in the end the man will still return to her.

"Aunt excuse me" Nur said as he passed.

Zahra was seen waking up, he still wanted to rest, but it seemed like he should know Inggrid's current condition.

"Where are you going?" ask Bian.

Zahra did not answer, he walked straight through Bian, Zahra would only cry if she had to talk to him.

"Zahra," call Bian.

The leg kept swinging out of the room, Zahra had been asleep for a long time, and she had ignored Ingrid for a long time.

"Zahra, wait a minute."

Still no response, Bian followed the woman who entered his room, Bian was silent to watch his movements.

Zahra just put on a talent and carried her small bag, of course Bian understood that Zahra would leave soon.

"Where did you just wake up?"

Bian blocked Zahra's step back, Zahra turned her head, looking firmly at her husband.

Bian looks ordinary, as if nothing ever happened, but Zahra realized, her husband has always been like that from the time they were together.

"Please shut up" said Bian.

"I always obey whatever you want, I am silent even if I do not feel comfortable, I have no freedom, some of my life rights have been lost or maybe everything is now gone, I can't demand anything, I just have to obey everything, the right to myself I've forgotten, is there not the slightest good reward for everything I let go of?"

Bian was silent, the gazes of the two were so strong for each other, Bian's mind was spinning on all the things that had happened during their time together.

"Bian, my parents always fight for my happiness so perfectly, they always try to maintain that happiness even though it is as difficult as anything, you know how hard my life is after they are not around, you know how hard my life is after they are not, you still don't understand if now you're the only hope of my happiness?"

"And you know that if I can't be your hope, you'll leave?"

"Yes, I'm leaving, I can't depend my life on anyone, not even my own husband, maybe I'll start living without hope, I'll just step up to his life, Bian I always try my best in our togetherness, but the only one who has hope here is me."

Bian nodded slowly, he lowered his head, his feelings were starting to stir at this moment, Zahra's long sentence no longer fed up.

Although thin, but guilt can begin to be felt Bian, he is not a good man, what else is a good husband.

"I will not dispute your ill-treatment, I always accept and forget it, I always hold in your good hope of change, but it seems that I am too stupid, indeed, all your bad treatment doesn't make me hate you, it makes me love you, isn't this a bad joke?"

Zahra slightly smiled, she was mocking herself at this moment, it felt like Zahra was already satisfied with Bian's ridicule.

His silence was completely worthless, his hopes were worthless, all just a disgrace to Zahra.

"I always make you angry, annoyed, irritated, I'm too bad in your judgment, so I'd better go, my life will not be okay if I make other people's lives not good, you deserve your own happiness, and so will I."

"I ...."

Bian looked back at Zahra, what did he mean, what could Zahra leave him now.

Bian was ready for it, not that Bian had never liked it all this time, but Bian also did not want to let go.

Zahra's words are the truth, a voice that often irritates her feelings, now there is no more, Bian can accept everything.

"I'm sorry, after this there may be no more patience I maintain, good manners I show, it will be no more."

"What do you mean?"

Zahra shook her head, all still to think about, Zahra was still agitated to take her steps, it was too heavy for her.

Zahra must be ready to be hated again, maybe even until there is not the slightest remnant of concern for him, Zahra must be prepared with it.

His life is his own responsibility, Zahra has said if there will be no hope in his life after this.

"Stop thinking, and stop talking, I don't want to hear anything anymore."

"I don't want to obey you anymore, you understand?"

"Zahra, I'm sorry."

"There's no one here, you don't have to make a show."

Bian nodded, he grabbed both of Zahra's wrists, whether true or not, but Bian slowly knelt before Zahra.

He looked down there, Bian's behavior made Zahra smile, no matter what other intentions Bian was planning now.

"I'm sorry, I've been so outrageous, I only think of myself, I forced you to come and live with me, but I didn't treat you well."

Zahra pulled both hands, Bian did not hold them, but the man touched his feet, Bian almost kowtowed if Zahra did not back away from him.

Zahra is not a God to be worshipped, it is not a solution to improve a situation that has greatly deteriorated.

"I always lie in everything, my life is just a lie after we're together, please believe, I'm sorry with everything."

Zahra turned, he sat there, of course Zahra believed in it, all this time Zahra always believed in all the lies of Bian.

Bian turned around and immediately approached Zahra, he lowered his head on Zahra's lap, leaving alone what Zahra would think now.

"All the problems happened because of me, but I always blame you, I'm sorry."

Zahra opened her eyes, trying to control her emotions, Zahra must not cry now.

"Zahra, you can do anything now, you just do what I've done to you all this time, just do it."

Bian is right, Zahra will do what Bian has done to her, Bian will know if Zahra's position is bad.

"Just do it, you want to hit me, you want to yell at me, just do it now, get all your heartache out, I won't dodge."

Bian got up and pulled Zahra to get up as well, he looked around, I don't know what Bian should be like.

"Do what you want to do, you want to hit me, just do it, tell me until you're satisfied, do everything I've ever done to you, let's do Zahra."

Bian pulled Zahra's hand, but Zahra brushed him off, Zahra couldn't do it, not the slightest bit of courage for it.

"Do it, let's do it."

"Shush."

"Do I won't avoid it one bit either."

"I said shut up."

"I'm not going to shut up, I can never shut up you know that, I'm guilty and I'm ready to pay for everything, hit me, take what you want to be a tool, do it."

"Shut up!" snapped Zahra.

The two pairs of eyes meet again face to face, no more serenity highlight of the two, Zahra realized that the current Bian chaos is not as usual.

Is it possible that if Bian regretted everything, what Zahra should believe and care about it.

"What, let's snap again, blow it all away."

"Shut up, can't you shut up?"

"I'm sorry, can you believe it?"

Zahra shook her head, Bian hugged her just like that, if there was no trust for her, maybe it was appropriate.

Bian just has to accept it, just as Zahra often does, Bian also has to do it, receiving hatred from women who claim to love him.

"I'm sorry, can you take this, I'm sorry."

Zahra closed her eyes, Bian's tone began to tremble, Zahra did not want to be touched and had to give up again.

"I'm sorry, please forgive me, I'll try to be what you want, I beg you."

Zahra looked down on Bian's shoulder, Bian's bent body making Zahra reach for his shoulder.

Bian was really sobbing at the moment, what was the proof that Bian was indeed sorry, when Bian cried for him, it never happened during their time together.