I'm Your Wife Not a Statue
cheap lady

It has been 2 weeks that the sentence of divorce that came out of the mouth of the bastard Fahri disturbed my mind, what if he really divorced me, I do not want to bear the status of a widow, she said, just imagining it makes me shiver.

Now I was sitting in the cafe lamenting my fate ahead,

"Disha!!" that sound? I knew him, I turned my body to the owner of the voice.

"heyy, zidan, let's meet again, sit here" I patted the empty seat beside me.

" Maybe, you should treat me to a meal, because I have some free time, our first meeting at the restaurant was quite short, I hunted but this time I could eat 2 servings of free food" he chuckled with a sweet smile.

"Ok ok, order it, I'll pay"

"By the way, you're not in Lombok, what's the matter here?"

"Emm, I'm being transferred to the main company that's here"

"So you'll be living in Jakarta from now on"

"right once, I'm going to stay in Jakarta, and we'll definitely meet more often" he replied with a sweet smile that never changed.

"Well, that means we can meet dong a lot"

"Meeting often? wait, are you sure? isn't your husband angry.I'm prettier than him "

"he never forbade me to meet anyone" instead of not forbidding, rather no matter, my inner self.

We parted after we finished eating, I had to go back to the office as well as her.

...

Like the weekend before, I spent my time just at home. I'd love to go out for a vacation but with whom, I don't have a close friend just an office friend. I didn't see Fahri either, from yesterday the man didn't come home. Because I'm too bored I plan to walk around for a while all monthly shopping. I also want to go to the bookstore to find some books for me to reference in making novels.

My first destination to the bookstore, I want to feel like buying all the books lined up neatly on the shelf in front of my eyes, I walk through the hallway after hallway looking for the book I want to buy. After I was able to also take the time to read a few lines of the book I bought earlier. From the bookstore I went straight to the supermarket shopping for some of the needs of the house, I had to be smart in managing my finances, buying enough goods, but this time my woman's soul thrashed, I haven't bought clothes in a long time. The clothes that I wear to the office that's it, but with the salary that I receive is more than enough to make me look cool every time to the office.

Unable to resist temptation, I ended up going into the clothing store picking out a few sets of clothes I could wear to the office, as well as a few daily clothes. I didn't go home right after shopping, I stopped by for a while to watch the sunset.

...

I feel today is my happiest day for the past year. Like getting my lost identity lost after marrying an icy-cold Man. As long as I was married to her I tried to keep my attitude towards her changing myself into someone else, making her feel comfortable and uncomfortable with me, but what did I get? there ain't! in the slightest I did not get anything it tortured me all this time.

I didn't realize it was 9pm now, I was too cool to look at the beautiful night sky. My stomach was hungry too, I immediately went home not intending to stop by for a meal, I better go home and prepare dinner who knows he is also home.

The state of the house is so dark, the sign Fahri also has not returned home. I turned on the light and I was surprised to see Fahri sitting on the sofa looking sharp at me. Her gaze was so scary what I made wrong to her.

"You ask me from where, shouldn't I ask you, you haven't been home all night, and you ask me Where? it's really you"

"I told you our marriage was just a marriage..."

"Fake right, Fahri I don't forget, I remember every sentence you said about our marriage, I know you think our marriage is just a fake marriage that started with the matchmaking of our parents' culottes, that's what you want to say" I replied trying to stay calm.

"You don't want me to interfere in your affairs, do you, and I obey your will, and then, on what basis do you interfere in my affairs" I continued

"I've said I don't want people to think I'm marrying a cheap woman whose job is just to spend late at night"

deg!!

Had I not misheard, she called me a cheap woman, what her heart was made of, I could not argue with her anymore. My stomach's hungry, whatever he wants to call me. I don't care at all, I turn my body and step away from it.

"Wait on! I'm not done talking" at the pull of my hand violently until it's turned back to him, shopping and I brought it down and out of hand. I feel like there's an emotion peaking inside Fahri.

"Free Fahri! it hurts, you hurt me Fahri "instead of letting go he tightened his grip, stepped closer to me.

"What do you want Fahri, ja-ja-don't be like you" I said nervously.

"Why? you're afraid hah, I'm your husband, and instead of you doing it often with other men outside sa--"

Plaque!!!!

"Your path is Fahri" I said about but full of emphasis.

I didn't expect him to be that hard on me, I subconsciously slapped him on the cheek, pushing his body with all his might to get away from me. Clear circles dripped down from my eyes, I never cried in front of him nor when he was not around, I never cried at his rude attitude. But this time he was outrageous, he humbled me, lowered my pride. I could no longer afford to argue with him I left after slapping him leaving my groceries strewn about.

Fahri POV

I've never seen her cry, no matter how hard I treat her. But today, did I miss it? for the first time I saw her face in tears because of my words. My emotions peaked when I saw him laughing cheerfully with a man a few days ago inside the cafe. I don't know what feelings come up in me, I don't like him laughing with other men, I try to keep him from behaving as usual no matter what he does, with whom he spent time, I tried to be indifferent but tonight saw him come home, my emotions peaked in addition he had dared to go against my words, usually he just kept quiet or left me.

I looked at his groceries, which were scattered. I put it back in his bag, there were some clothes he bought, including a formal suit, it looks like they will be used for him to the office. Some kitchen utensils, all this time he always bought kitchen necessities using his money, because I never gave a penny for him. Guilt suddenly came from my heart. The woman also bought some books.

"Don't want me" the book is new, smelled of the smell, but he already marked the last book he read.

"Did he spend time reading this book" I thought.

I brought 2 bags containing books and Nesha's clothes, at first I just put the bag on the sofa, but I said I took back Nesha's grocery bag and took her to the room. Nesha's room door was unlocked. I looked at my back lying against me, inexplicably instead of leaving I went over and sat on the side of the empty bed watching from behind. I lie next to him not only that, I draw myself closer to him and wrap my hands around his slender waist.