Is it my destiny or is it my destiny?

Is it my destiny or is it my destiny?
Whose fault?


" Basically you blah blah blah blah.."


Gilang rambled all night because Nina did not want to serve Gilang.


Brug !!


Glazed pelted Nina with pillows and bolsters.


Crakk !!


Before that, Gilang had tore off Nina's underwear.


" The luknut."


" I told you tomorrow, I'm really feeling dizzy." Complain Nina.


" You're black, pretentious most styles. Bla blah blah blah.."


Nina chose not to listen, and kept her eyes closed. Hope to fly soon into the dream world.


If I am guilty of refusing my husband's invitation, let God record my sin. God knows how I am. And honestly, I was also very reluctant to serve him. Because he always thinks about his own pleasure, without wanting to know if I also feel the pleasure as he feels. Inner Nina.


That night, tears adorned Nina's night.


The morning..


As always, if Gilang doesn't get what he wants. Then, he will pretend as if Akifa does not exist.


Nina chose silence, and kept cooking her scabbard of Akifa.


" Where are you going?" Ilmi.


" work."


The short answer is solid and clear. There were no more words spoken by Gilang. He just left after taking a shower.


" Hey, why did the tumben leave in the morning?" Ask Mama Elsa.


" It's normal."


" Loh."


One year ago, Nina had a cost friend whose household life was almost the same as Nina, only the difference is Mama Elsa's husband is still actively looking for money rather than Gilang.


" I was thinking, what the contents of the household is a garden shuffle" said Nina.


" A just like my husband. He's even more rude to call me, if you refuse his invitation."


Nina and Mama Elsa then tell each other about her life and also her household.


At lunchtime, Nina first picked up rice for Gilang then chose to sit back and relax in front of the entrance of the boarding house.


Breezy, making Nina's heart feel calm, she let the wind blow her face. Sweep the disappointment that was in his heart. Although only for a moment but at least Nina can feel calm.


Gilang went home, but there was not the slightest intention of Nina to go back inside the house and accompany Gilang at lunch.


Nina let herself stay seated while enjoying the soul-soothing breeze.


At that time Nina felt what the meaning of Nina's life now. This fact increasingly makes Nina lose the spirit to stay alive.


Lord, have I ever sinned in the past, why is this trial so severe I feel. I, who was born into a broken home, never felt the affection of the family. Not being taught what to do or not to do, I even taught myself what is good and what is bad. Blame it if I expected love from my husband?. Hoping to get happiness from the household relationship that has been established with the man who is my choice. Do I have a sin against my husband?, do I have a sin against others. So God punished me by not making me feel happy in this household. What should I do?, on the other hand my mind is tormented. I want to give up, but I don't want my kids to be as right as I am. Because of the selfishness of parents, they no longer get complete affection. I don't want them to be like me, broken home kids. Then, should I stay put for the sake of the children?. Should I give up on everything?. Who is really wrong in my home?. Am I always willing to serve when my husband wants me to?. But what about the husband's anger when I ask for money to meet our needs?. Is it really my fault for not working and helping the family finances?. Nina in silence.


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