I'm marrying my husband
Part 4's

Evening day came.

When Tasya was sitting on the sofa of the family room while watching the television screen that was on, suddenly Rama came to him with a neat appearance. A long-sleeved white shirt that she rolled up to her elbows as well as shiny black pants appear to dress her athletic body. Not only that, watches and hair that is neatly combed further add to the impression of good looks Rama.

Rama was sitting next to Tasya, and Tasya could immediately smell the scent of her husband's perfume, piercing his sense of smell.

''Honey . .'' greeting Rama softly while embracing the wife's shoulder.

''Hm,'' Tasya replied briefly with a gaze still fixed on the flaming screen.

''You want to go with Mas no?'' ask Rama carefully.

''Where?'' Tasya asked back. She felt uncomfortable with her husband's hand on her shoulder.

''To Juwita's house, tonight Mas will propose to her, even though she is pregnant with Mas's child, but we need to formalize our relationship by passing through several stages like a couple in general to a happy day, said Rama with a heavy heart, he was afraid to hurt Tasya, but there was no other choice, he had to be kind to the wife so that he could immediately justify Juwita. Hearing that, there was the tightness that Tasya felt in his chest, even though he had tried to be strong, to not care about the relationship of Rama and Juwita, to shepherd Rama completely to the other woman, and to give Rama his love, the name of hurt and love is not easy to forget. It takes time to come to terms with everything, with the pain that rests on you.

''I'm home, '' Tasya replied with an expressionless face, still staring at the lit screen, he took a snack of cookies on the table, then devoured it.

When Rama wanted to say again to his wife, suddenly the sound of the house bell rang several times.

Rama just stood up, he was about to open the door.

While Tasya was still sitting quietly in the original place with an uncertain feeling. The wedding day between Rama and Juwita is getting closer, Tasya believes when the day comes, there will probably be many trials that approach her, maybe when the marriage contract with another woman is underway, many people will talk about her, saying that she is not a wife until the husband turns away, or even many people who feel sorry to see her who has been in two right. But whatever it is, Tasya always tries to stay strong, to ignore whatever people say about him.

After a while, the voice of the person who was chatting was getting closer to Tasya, Tasya turned to the origin of the voice for a while, then he stood up quickly, when he knew the in-laws were coming. There is also a sister-in-law.

Tasya shook the hands of Mama and her Father-in-law, forcing a smile towards them. While with the sister-in-law, Tasya tried to ignore, because from a long time ago, the relationship between her and her sister-in-law was not okay, so it was not good, there are just small things that her sister-in-law comments on her household, including about her who never got pregnant.

''We're going to Juwita's house, are you coming?'' said the female in-law. Now, they were all sitting on the living room sofa.

''Mama already knew about Mas Rama's relationship with Juwita?'' tanya Tasya looked at the in-laws with a full glance.

''Yes, we all know, '' answered the mother-in-law briefly. Hearing that, the more broken the heart of Tasya, he did not expect, the in-laws who had always been kind to him turned out to secretly have also hurt his heart by supporting the relationship between Rama and Juwita.

''Why are you guys?'' the question just slid from Tasya's mouth without being able to prevent it, he stared one by one the faces of people who were in the same room with him.

''No. ''No. I'm at home, '' Tasya replied trying to hold back tears. Rama just kept silent to see the pain that was being felt by his wife.

''You must accept whatever is best for Rama, Rama wants to marry again because he wants to get what he cannot get from you, this time the father-in-law who speaks.

''Yes, I understand, '' Tasya replied with a bitter smile.

''Goodness. You have to be self-conscious Tasya. Beautiful is not enough, Rama needs a wife who can give herself offspring, as well as us, we have also been waiting for the presence of a baby from Rama,'' said Dira smiling sinisterly looking at Tasya.

''Hm, I'm fine, '' said Tasya again trying hard.

''Good, '' said Dira.

After that Rama and his family passed from the presence of Tasya. Their car rolled towards the residence of Juwita's parents, since Rama's phone kept ringing, Juwita repeatedly made calls to Rama, because Juwita was impatient to have Rama.

***

After Rama's departure, Tasya set foot into the room, he ran small through one step of the stairs to the top floor. Upon arrival in the room, he screamed with all his might, hoping that the tightness in his chest could be reduced.

''Acity . . . This is so unfair to me! Am I not going to have children a disgrace and a lack? Many times they humbled me because I did not get pregnant, I also wanted to conceive, but whatever the power, all outside my power . . . Huhu . . . Basic evil!'' tasya shouted with tears that had broken, he stood in front of the dressing table mirror while staring at his appearance that looked so pitiful.

Tasya felt the marriage of himself and Rama who had been running for five years would no longer be possible to continue. She is not as strong as sharing her husband with other women.

''Alright, I will take care of everything, take care of my divorce papers against you Rama. Let you be happy with Juwita, while I, I will seek my own happiness, Tasya muttered as she wiped away the tears with her fingers.

After that he took his bag, put his cell phone as well as his wallet into the bag, he would come out, breathing fresh air hoping that his pain would lessen.

***

''Mama Papa, I miss you, '' Tasya muttered as he stared at the screen of his mobile phone, on the screen there was a portrait of his parents who he had long saved and he always looked when he missed. Now Tasya is sitting on the bench of the city park.

Seriate.