I'M A STATUE FOR YOU
ILL

"Arya you should be very grateful to have a wife who is patient, kind, understanding, good cook and affectionate with her husband's family."

"It's hard kid, getting a wife like Alyn. That's why a wife as good as Alyn should never be wasted. Let's not regret it later."

"Umi mujinya do not overdo it," I said as I glanced at Mas Arya who continued to look at me.

"Yes, Abi and Umi go home first. Let's go Arya, your wife won't be lost. Don't look at it all the way." Mas Arya's daydream was spoiled due to the shock on his arm given by Umi.

They all left with their own goals. Alone again, lonely again in a house this big. Remember the words of Umi. If you have children, the house will be crowded.

Time keeps going. The wall clock has shown at 15:00 WIB. I have an appointment with my best friend Rani at the cafe. Mas Arya usually goes home between 19.00 WIB and 20.00 WIB.

Two hours of meeting with Rani I think that's enough. At least before Mas Arya came home, I was already home.

I took my bike out of the garage, and I got out of the house. After traveling for almost 1 hour, I finally arrived at the cafe owned by my best friend.

I parked my bike, then dipped to and fro when I entered the cafe while calling Rani.

"Ran, I'm at your cafe."

"Alyn." I saw Rani coming out of a room waving at me, the phone still stuck to her ear.

I approached him immediately too.

"How's Alyn doing."

"Alhamdulillah, fine."

"I miss you so much." Rani hugged me, then led me into a room. "Come, come in."

In the room, we sat next to each other on a long sofa. Turns out Rani had prepared a lot of dishes for me.

"Let's eat first."

"Yes." Yeah." I took a piece of Bronis cake, then put it in my mouth. "Ran, is there a job for me."

"There's work here, but only as waiters. Do you want to?"

"Any job I want, Ran. As long as it's halal."

"Your husband is a rich man, why do you have to work. Do you have a problem."

"I don't have a problem. I was bored all day at home with no friends. My husband comes home always night."

"Oh, that's it."

"Can I start working tomorrow?" my many. I'd rather go out preoccupying my mind than have to eat my heart at home.

"As far as you are." Rani replied while patting my thighs slowly.

By 5pm I was home. I hope Mas Arya hasn't come home yet, so I don't get interrogations from him.

I opened the door in wonder. Before leaving the door I had locked, but why now the door is not locked. Usually I put the key under the carpet. Has Mas Arya come home?

I entered the house slowly. I'm lazy to have to deal with Mas Arya again. When passing through Mas Arya's room, suddenly the door of his room opened. I gasped in surprise when I saw Suci coming out of Mas Arya's room with wet hair. My heart felt crumpled to see Suci wearing my nightgown. Especially her hair is wet. Saints and Mas Arya do what in the room. They're so outrageous, they can fornicate in this house.

"Alyn, where have you been, how come you just got home?" holy Tanya gently tones while drying her wet hair with a towel.

"What are you doing here?" I asked with emotion.

"What do you think, men and women are alone in the room?"

"You committed adultery in this house?" my daughter is full of emotion.

"Basic is shameless." I went from where I stood to break through Mas Arya and scolded her, but Saints blocked my path by standing at the door.

"Mas Arya is tired after satisfying me. Please don't bother."

I can't take it anymore. Mas Arya and this woman are making me sick. I rushed to my room and packed all my things.

I came out of the room while dragging the suitcase past Suci who was still standing in front of Mas Arya's room.

Hope remains hope. Not as beautiful as I imagined.

Everything remains the same unchanged. I'm the only one who's too GR to respond to Mas Arya's changes. I should not forget Mas Arya's sweet attitude in front of her parents. Just because she had been holding me all night, my mind was too far away.

My breath was tight, my head hurt, my eyes were twitching, the living room was swirling and everything was getting dark.

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My head feels heavy. I blinked my eyes. When I opened my eyes, the first thing I saw was the face of Arya.

The pieces of memory before I fainted began to form. I've remembered it. My breath suddenly tightened, my heart ached to see it.

I look around. This is not Aryan's house. This room smells of medicine. There's a liquid infusion and a hose in my hand.

"You're at Alyn's hospital." Mas Arya.

"How are you doing? Is it feeling better? Is anyone still sick?" Mas Arya stroked my hair but I was tepis.

"Sick mas. My heart hurts when I see you." My inner. I melengos.

"You why Alyn? We were okay this morning." Ask the Aryan.

"Just wait for the time... Once I'm healthy, I'll straighten things out."

"Huuufffh... The doctor said you were sick from too much thought. I'm sorry if I'm guilty of you. If you're angry because I forced you last night, to make you think I promise I won't do it again." Arya said at length.

Why does my heart hurt more and more to hear the words of Arya mas. Mas Arya was free to do it with Saints but with me he apologized and did not want to repeat it again.

Want me to scream. "I am your wife." But free is of no use.

Many times Mas Arya tried to speak to me but I was silent a thousand languages.

Mas Arya tried to bribe me but I rejected her. If not merengos, I will push back the spoon filled with porridge that Arya mas thrust on my lips.

"Alyn eat a little. Empty stomach. Eat a little to get well quickly. If you don't eat worry you'll get sick."

I remained silent like a statue, a statue that was married to Arya.

"Braaaakkk" Mas Arya slammed the plate on the table, fortunately the plate did not break.

"I stayed up all night until morning and I didn't work just to take care of you and this is what I got."

Mas Arya was angry yet still with a delicate tone. I still don't budge. My tears were not there, maybe it was dry because I cried too often during being Aryan's wife.

"Say something Alyn. Don't just shut up." Mas Arya asked in as smooth a tone as possible.

"I gave up. I'm tired of being your wife. DIVORCE ME NOW."

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