I Desire the Love of My Husband
Not Want

Bian piqued from his sleep when he heard the splashing water in the bathroom there, Bian glanced at the sofa and indeed there was no more Zahra there.

"What time is it, Zahra has taken a bath."

Bian turned off the lights and grabbed his phone, at 6, Bian rubbed his face and glanced back at the bathroom door.

"Since when he's there."

Bian lay back down, as the bathroom door opened, revealing Zahra, who had finished her bath.

"I just take my clothes" said Zahra, who realized Bian had woken up.

Bian smiled, he saw Zahra who only wore a short kimono and a towel on her head.

"Would you like to go to the bathroom?"

"No, just finish it first."

Zahra picked up her clothes and re-entered the bathroom, Bian shook her head while rubbing her face, there should be no thoughts whatsoever, they were not a full husband and wife.

"Still sleepy, but if you sleep again must be dizzy."

Bian sat back down, he played his phone while leaning on the pillow.

Gts .... Gts .... Tok

Bian turned his head, it must be Ingrid, Bian immediately came down and opened the door.

"Wake up, where's Ayra?"

"He's taking a shower."

"Good, don't sleep anymore, you have to work."

"Yes, I remember."

Inggrid nodded and passed, Bian again closed the door and glanced at Zahra who had come out.

"Would you like to see Oma?"

Zahra just looked around, what else could she do.

"Zahra, are you still angry?"

"Go there, don't talk much, instead you have to start working today."

Bian nodded, he kept his phone and passed it to the bathroom, Zahra had a glance at him a few glances.

"Zahra, please get my work clothes ready."

Zahra frowned, what did he mean, could once rule Zahra like that.

"Prepare for yourself" said Zahra slowly.

Zahra does her own thing, tidying herself up, makeup, and drying her hair.

"Where's my shirt?"

Zahra glanced at him through the glass, where his clothes were, just look for them yourself.

"Zahra."

"I don't know, just take it yourself."

Bian turned his head and fell silent, it seemed like this time Bian had forgotten if they were just pretending.

"All right, no problem."

Bian opened the closet and took his clothes, he wore them there without caring about Zahra.

"I'm first."

Bian turned his head and immediately pulled him, the pull was too strong to make Zahra could not hold it, and had to hit Bian's body.

"Don't go out alone, we'll go out together later, wait for me to finish first."

Zahra pushed Bian, the man raised his hand and turned away.

"Nothing I mean, I just don't want you to get a hard question from Oma."

Zahra didn't care, she sat on the couch playing her phone.

"Are you going out today?"

"You just go, take care of your own business, don't take care of me."

Bian nodded, no matter if it was his wish, Bian so there was no need to bother about him.

"Bian, Ayra, come on out, you guys not done yet?"

The two exchanged lyrics, Zahra got up and walked away from Bian.

"I said wait."

Zahra glanced at him, how noisy the man was, if he could not walk alone.

"Hard-headed."

Bian stood beside him, Zahra opened the door and smiled at Ingrid there.

Zahra nodded, Inggrid glanced at Bian there, they were already neat, it was good that it was like that.

"Let's have breakfast."

"Yes" said Zahra.

Inggrid walked first, Zahra glanced at Bian and allowed him to walk first, but instead of obeying, Bian embraced Zahra and took her walking.

"Don't be sweet to me, it'll only trouble me."

"That means you liked me from now on, or even from the beginning."

Zahra turned away, she closed her eyes for a moment, it couldn't be like that, Zahra should be able to control her own feelings.

"Like that, Oma likes to see it."

Zahra looked over, she smiled briefly, they sat down and started filling her dinner plate.

"Eating fast, Bian had to get to the Office early, today was his first day, so he had to be able to adjust again."

"Look Oma, I still remember everything."

"But this time, you have to be serious, Oma doesn't want you to work as original as before."

"Ready."

Zahra turned her head, Bian was very excited by the conversation, soon his dream will be real for his company.

"Let's eat."

They start to enjoy breakfast, Zahra looks more silent, the more here, the more unguided the thought, Zahra wants to get away from everything without caring about the house again.

"Ayra, what's wrong with you?" ask Inggrid.

"It's okay."

"You shut up, what are you thinking?"

"No, I just miss Papa with Mama."

Bian turned his head, he fell silent remembering last night Zahra who said the same thing, missed his parents.

"No problem, it's only natural, but you have to remember that all the living will surely die, we who are still there are waiting our turn."

Zahra nodded in understanding, of course Zahra understood that, only Zahra's acceptance could not be fully.

"Zahra, you're not alone, there's Oma and your Husband, so you don't continue to dissolve into the grief of losing your parents, pity them there too."

"Sorry, Oma."

Ingrid smiled and glanced at Bian, he nodded as Bian looked back at him.

"How about you come with me, we can all go for a walk later."

Zahra turned her head as she felt Bian's touch in her hand, the streets, wouldn't Bian be working.

"It's true, you'd better come along, so you learn to understand your husband's busyness."

"True, who knows, tomorrow you can help me do it all."

Zahra did not flinch at Bian, why Zahra was pleased with Bian's tone.

"Want to?"

Zahra shook her head and turned away, she pulled her hand away from Bian's, Zahra again forgot her limits.

"No need to be forced, let Ayra be just like Oma."

"Oma sure?"

"Calm down, your wife's gonna be fine here, remember, you're gonna go straight home when you're done."

"All right."

They continued to eat quietly, occasionally Bian glanced at Zahra who looked dreamy despite chewing.

"I'm sorry, excuse me to go to the kitchen first" Zahra said.

"Why, does the drink feel like it's here too?" ask Inggrid.

Zahra was silent, to be honest Zahra was not comfortable in her current place, Zahra wanted to be alone without anyone.

"If you have a problem, tell me immediately, if something disturbs your mind just say it, it's not good to keep your own problems."

"Oma's right, what exactly are you?" ask Bian.

"I'm fine, just a little dizzy with his head."

"Yes, I'll take you to the room again."

Zahra was silent, Zahra could not walk alone, Zahra could go to her own room without anyone.

"Would you like to go to the room now?"

"No, eat, don't talk that much, dizzy."