Love Is Hurt (Wedding Polygamy)
Season 06's. Shaka's Little Wife 15.
I went inside the house and I saw Om Shaka's car parked in the garage. She should have been home a few days ago, but just came home now. Where has my old husband been? Dih, what right do I have to know about his business? Shouldn't we take care of each other's personal affairs.
"Where are you from?" tanya Om Shaka put on his jutek face.
"The streets, Om," I answered briefly densely and clearly. "Om when is it coming?" my many.
"Long time. Await you. It's for you!" He threw a paper bag at me.
"What is this, Om?" ask me with my forehead pucker.
"Open it!" tell him to sit next to me.
"Entar aja dah," said I put the paper bag. "Om, where the hell is it? How long is it, he said for a week?" my brother looked at him suspiciously. Though I already knew that he was with Brother Felly.
"Yesterday my project has not been around," he replied looking nervous.
Whatever he did, I don't care. Does this kind of relationship make me sad? Not at all. I don't know what makes me sad? I just now don't want to care about what Om Shaka does, want him to care about anyone isn't that my business? I will not restrict or forbid what he wants to do or go where and with whom?
However, time can never be guessed. Sometimes feelings are tested by things that are never imagined. The things that make it weak seem not strong to defend each other. Not that weak. But life always has unexpected things. Sometimes the heart feels doubted by the conditions and circumstances. I understand, there's a lot of things I can never do for sure. All I know is that I'm just trying my hardest.
"You've been out walking with Mama. Did my mom call me?" tanyakanya.
"Yes, Om. Right," I replied. "Oh yeah, Om. Leah wants to learn to cook because after all Leah has to serve Om as Leah's husband. Lea does not want to be branded as a wife of disobedience" chirped me.
"Well, are you sure you can cook?" tanyakanya.
I accidentally glanced at Om Shaka's finger. There was no ring around her finger. Hah, why is my chest tight? Whether he wants to wear it or not is none of my business.
"Eat him Leah wants to learn, Om," I said with great emphasis.
"No need, afraid you're tired. You're at home. Do what you want, as long as it does not violate our agreement," he said.
"Bored, Om," I'm struggling.
"Well, you're a master of painting. Time to paint," he said. "Bath in there, I'll take you out to eat!" her word.
"Where to eat, Om? Eat some seblak?!" my door while winking ignorant eyes.
"Udah take a shower there. Later also you know and certainly not eat seblak," ketusku.
"Yes, yeah." I walked into the room while jumping up and down.
Throwing something away takes time, it can't be instant. Let alone releasing someone so dear. Not easy, not easy at all. It's just that, something that forces itself to be released, as hard as it maintains it will still come off. Likewise with me and Om Shaka, as much as I clasped Om Shaka's hand and told him all my grievances when I complained about being separated from him. He will not come back to embrace me like he is today. Although there is no expression of love in the heart. However, I realized that Om Shaka only wanted to be with Brother Felly.
I went into the bathroom, waving under the shower. Om Shaka said that there is a project that has not been completed. Though I saw with my own eyes that he was traveling with Brother Felly. Waitaminute! Why is Brother Felly sitting in a wheelchair and his face is also pale.
"Is Brother Felly sick? But what pain?" muttered.
After bathing I immediately get ready, wearing a skirt made of jeans to the knees with a knit shirt that I accidentally insert. Don't forget the thin powder I stick because this is my first date with Om Husband.
I came out of the room with a face. That's how I cover my wounds. I paused for a moment while glancing at the ring that was coiling on my ring finger, while having my husband he accidentally slipped off. He must have been afraid if he was found out he was married by his own lover.
Keep going further and further. Let me calm all fragile feelings. For me, there will always be a reason to love myself. May Om Shaka be happy with everything he chooses in this life. Although honestly the feeling about him never really died. I once hoped that we would be back in one piece despite being separated for quite a while.
Life must continue. Let's deal with all the tangled pain. The stars don't have to think about me. Because he won't be able to live that part of my life. It's so heavy. But I just want him to be happy for his life. If that's what I think is best, let me restore my heart by deliberately making it no good anymore. The heart that used to love her so much, now she really hurt my feelings completely.
"Hi, Om Husband," I said.
"Why wear a skirt?" his protest.
"What else would you wear? Don't you think Lea usually wears a skirt, Om?" I don't think it out. Sometimes this man is strange as if he loves me and wants me in his life.
"Replace!" tell it.
"No way," I refused to fold my hands to my chest with an annoyed face.
"Replace or we're not going at all!" threaten her.
"Yeah, Lea's just being invited, anyway," I said smiling without sin.
"Gee!" He breathed his breath violently. "Quick change! I'm hungry" he said again, looking emotional. Let me be a bad wife who likes to upset her husband.
"No way!" reject me.
I was shocked when my body, floating in the air, turned out that this man shouldered me like a sack of rice.
"Of course, peeling!" I hit his back.
"Shut up! Or do I want to kiss?" threaten her.
Suddenly I was silent. Huh, I wouldn't be willing if my first kiss was taken by a man whose heart still belonged to another woman.
"Quick change, I'll wait here!"
He's dropping my body. I went in while stomping my feet. I've dressed up as pretty as I can, uh was told to get changed by that guy.
"Braven husband!" my ketus.
I'm cursing long jeans. Along the way, let him not see my feet.
"Udah?"
"Udah" I answered.
"Here we go!" bring him.
We both got in the car. Fridge's husband, there's really no romance. I walked in with a pissed-off face when he didn't open the door to what he does in the novel world when the CEO loves his little wife.
"Om" call me.
"Why?" tanyakanya.
"Kok the ring isn't worn, Om? Afraid that Felly's sister knows we're married?" my many. I can't stem my curious feelings.
"That's the matter?" He smiled mockingly.
"No, anyway 'we're just pretending that we're going to separate too, '" I said smiling wryly.
"Sorry!"
"Lea yesterday saw Uncle Felly at the restaurant and mall. Om said that nanganin project, how can I be the same as Kak Felly?"