I'm making you regret!
I'm Your Wife!

It should be a beautiful night for the two of them, like a newlywed couple. However, Syakilla actually got a deep wound from her husband.

"Mas, are you really rude? I am your wife! It's not appropriate for you to behave like this to me" Syakilla protested.

"Who told you to sleep in bed? We're officially husband and wife, but I don't love you. I married you because I had to, because my parents betrothed you to me" said Raihan ketus.

"You think I love you? I also had to marry you. If you want to protest, you just protest to your father, "Syakilla replied no less tightly.

"Have ... already ... already! It's night, I want to sleep! Tomorrow we go home, we move into our house. Our wedding gift from Dad," said Raihan.

Feeling tired after making love with Syila, making Raihan quickly closed his eyes. Raihan now looks asleep. While Syakilla was still awake, because the actions of Raihan forced him to open his eyes.

"If it wasn't for your father's request, I wouldn't have married a proud man like you. I will try to make you change, and love me" Syakilla said in her heart.

To calm his heart, Syakilla chose to take ablution and tahajud prayer. She hoped her husband would change. For only God is able to turn the hearts of men. Syakilla prayed in her bow. May her marriage to her husband be a sakinah, mawadah, and warohmah family.

Not feeling her tears dripping one by one, Syakilla sobbed in tears. To the extent that he held his chest that felt tight. Just a few hours after the wedding, she has now received a wound in the heart from her husband.

"I'm your wife, but you firmly told me to sleep on the sofa" Syakilla said.

Syakilla laid her body on the sofa, and tried to close her eyes. However, in the middle of the night he curled up because he felt cold. Finally, he opened his eyes to find a blanket. He looked at the face of Raihan who was fast asleep.

"You may fall asleep, while your wife curls up in the cold. Basic men have no heart" said Syakilla.

Syakilla secretly picked up the blanket on the bed and put it on. Then he fell asleep again.

The voice of the Adzan on his phone has sounded, a sign that he must wake up to perform dawn prayers. Syakilla got up and rushed to take ablution, and prayed.

"Mas, it's dawn! Come on, wake up, pray first!" Syakilla tried to wake her husband, shaking his body.. Making Raihan's sleep disturbed. He slowly opened his eyes. He immediately got up and looked at Syakilla with a sharp look.

"How dare you wake me who is sleeping. Never again, you are like this! If you do, I won't let you live in peace!" threaten Raihan's.

"Mas, I'm your wife! It is my duty to remind you to pray" Syakilla said.

"I don't need it! You better take care of your own life, you don't have to take care of my life!" raihan's snapping left Syakilla shocked. Even himself shook. But he was determined in his heart. She will not be weak, she will make her husband regret later in life for ignoring her.

Their debate stalled, as Abhimanyu's father contacted Raihan. Inevitably he must be kind to Syakilla.

"Vaalaikumsalam. Yes, Father. What's up?" raihan asked as he received a phone call from his father. Apparently the father told himself and Syakilla to stay at his father's house.

"Round talk to his father, sweet-ass," said Syakilla in his heart.

"Yes, if so. May you get to know each other quickly" said Abhimanyu's father and Raihan assented.

During the journey Raihan and Syakilla just silence each other. Not a word came out of his lips. They are busy with their own thoughts. Syakilla chose to look out at the street.

They have now arrived at a two-story minimalist house. The house has a beautiful garden, which is decorated with various flowers. Not only home, Abhimanyu's father also gave along with its contents.

"Since we have three rooms, you use one room below, I use the room above. So, we don't have to use ART. If you really want to use ART look for those who just go home," said Raihan made Syakilla gawk.

"Why are you surprised?" ask Raihan.

"I am your wife! Why don't we sleep in one room? What kind of marriage is this?" syakilla Protest.

"Never dream of a beautiful wedding! Because I will never love you. No need to protest! At the very least, it is better than you living alone. Understood?" cerocos Raihan's.

"I'd rather be a widow than get married like this. It is better now that you have my talaq, than that you torture me slowly. I just need to tell your father, we want a divorce. It's finished!" Syakilla's words make Raihan swallow his saliva. This woman was not a weak wife. It is he who is now trapped.

"Why silence? You're saying you don't love me? Why do you still maintain this marriage? If you don't want me, I'll go alone. I am poor, but I have pride! It's not like you're a syakill, who acts sweet in front of your parents" said Syakilla, now staring snidely at her husband.

Syakilla was about to take her bag, but Raihan prevented her.

"OK, okay. We sleep in one room. But please, do not ask me to fulfill my obligations as a husband in the near future" said Raihan.

"Who said I want to sleep in one room with you? It's good that you don't touch me, so I'll always be a virgin. Despite my married status," Syakilla quipped. He took his bag and went into the room he was in.

Their home is not a harmonious home. Raihan always chose to avoid, he often went home at night. He also never touched the food that Syakilla prepared. They were like strangers living under one roof.

"I told you, you don't have to prepare food for me!" raihan snapped, as Syakilla offered her husband a meal.

Raihan never did his duty as a husband. Syakilla protested.

"If you never think of me, we better split up! If you still think of me as your old wife, please respect me as a wife" Syakilla threatened.

"Always that's what you're fighting about! Listen yeah! I will never divorce you anytime soon. So, don't ever dream of being free of me" said Raihan ketus.