Mentari's Story
Refusing

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Mentari entered his yard, he felt his body that had been limp and wanted to immediately lay his body on the mattress.

"Assalamu'alaikum's chat... "

When she entered the house, she found Dafa neat.

"Me, go. No business!' Dafa said in a cold tone.

"Your legs? Is that okay?" Ask ensures.

Dafa who was walking was limped with his stick that was clamped on his armpit, suddenly stopped and turned around.

"You... It made me feel like a useless man" he said fiercely.

Mentari immediately fell silent, his anxiety for the husband, even provoked Dafa's anger.

"It wasn't, Mas.. .

Bruks....

Dafa slammed the living room door.

The sun looked in shock, then rubbed his thumping chest.

" Mas.." he sighed.

Then the sound of the car engine was heard and Dafa left with his car

Mentari did not bother, he rushed into his room and cleaned his body, then he wore a negligee-shaped clothes made of t-shirts.

He smiled in front of the mirror as he rubbed his stomach which had started to bulge.

"Ughh.. Unfortunately Mother! stay healthy, son!" her smile was beautiful.

"We, we must be strong. I hope you can get well, let's not get angry again." A single tear escaped just like that.

Mentari walked into the kitchen, seeing the stake he had prepared for Dafa this morning, still intact untouched.

A disappointed look at the menu that is still intact, considering that this morning he cooked while holding back nausea even though he finally regurgitated his stomach contents.

Just to serve her husband, she desperately fought his laziness and nausea.

"You, why the hell Mas? Don't be insecure with your own wife." He muttered while raving the pregnant milk he was making.

After drinking her pregnant milk, Mentari returned to the room. She put her body on the bed while watching TV.

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Two o'clock in the morning a doorway woke Mentari from her deep sleep.

"Sun's... " Dafa shouted outside the room.

The mentari who was still collecting lives looked towards the clock that was hanging on the wall.

"Jam two." He muttered as he came down and rolled his original hair. A little ran towards the voice of her husband screaming.

"Sunnnn.." Dafa's voice boomed again.

"Yes...My mother!" Mentari opened the door to his room.

She walked quickly towards the living room sofa, where her husband's voice came from.

"Mas... You, why?" he asked, seeing her husband lying on the sofa with his body partially dangling on the floor.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh... My beautiful wife, here baby... I'm kangen. I've never kissed you for a long time, I haven't kissed you, I've had two years." His words were mixed with laughter.

Mentari shunned Dafa's body because he smelled the smell of alcohol which made him nauseous half to death.

Before Mentari dodged, Dafa had already clasped his hand.

"You, where? I told you, I miss. You want to kiss." Dafa was still rummaging his head woken up on the back of the sofa. His eyes closed but his mouth did not stop talking.

"lepasin, you're mabok. Mas's? I'm sick of the smell of alcohol from your mouth." Mentari tried to let go of Dafa's grip on his wrist.

"Ahhh.. excuse, just say you don't want to layanin me, because of my circumstances like this! aren't they? answerbbb?" Again Dafa snapped."

"What the hell is mas?" sunari managed to release her hand.

Then rushed back into his room. Fearful, Dafa was drunk and she was afraid that her husband would do something to harm their future baby.

"Open up... " Dafa banged on their bedroom door.

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Not long after, Dafa's yelling voice weakened, almost like a mutter.

Mentari who had been crying behind the door, finally opened a little door to see the state of Dafa.

"Mas." called out to him, crouching down toward Dafa who was lying in front of the door of their room.

"Why... Why are you being a gini anyway, Mas?" he stroked the sweat-filled face of Dafa.

"I. I love you, Sun... Honey, I'm ashamed, I can't do anything... " He was rummaging with his eyes closed, but tears washed down his face.

"I know, Mas. And understand your situation... " Mentari tried to carry Dafa's body into the room, with difficulty she walked to support her husband's body.

After she managed to remove the clothes that Dafa was wearing and replace them.

The mentor came out of the room intending to take a drink, after he spewed out his entrails, smelling the pungent aroma of alcohol from the mouth of Dafa.

After finishing making warm tea, Mentari went into the room again, she laid her body next to Dafa, looking at her husband's face, which became increasingly unfamiliar.

He went back to sleep, with tightness in his chest, heartache in all these circumstances. But he must be strong.

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Mentari felt that something was moving about her body, she opened her eyes to find Dafa kissing her hands busy squeezing her chest.

"I... I want you, Sun." Said the man next to her.

Mentari was silent with Dafa's treatment, however she had to serve her husband. And considering this was the first time Dafa asked for his rights, after the accident.

At dawn, Dafa stuttered him even with a semi-conscious state, because Dafa still occasionally mingled his drunken remains still there.

"Sun's... " Dafa groaned long as his release arrived.

Mentari just quietly resigned, Dafa treated her rather rude, not soft as usual. Even the peak of his chest until slightly sore because Dafa sucked it strong.

Dafa squeezed, dropping his body next to Mentari. The pregnant woman covered her body with the blanket. In gauli when the state of the heart is erratic feels strange. Disappointed and angry also heartache still crammed into each other in the chest. But powerless to resist, he did not reach his peak because he did not want to and his focus was still on the man above him who felt to be a foreign figure.

The sun turned its back on Dafa, the tears coming back. How their household relations are going forward. He was afraid that Dafa would continue to remain that way before his body returned to health. While she is a pregnant woman who is in need of an overflow of attention and is not hypocritical of great cost waiting for her in plain sight.

Who says a relationship can be done only with a sense of love. No.. It is wrong, in reality the money remains no 1, More than 70% of Divorce is indeed caused by economic problems. Miris is not enough just love, in fact money is the staple of everything.

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That morning...

They were sitting face to face at the dinner table, Dafa was eating bread made by his wife.

Mentari was applying strawberry jam to his bread. When Dafa handed her an envelope.

"What's this?" The mentari frowned.

"Money... " Reply Dafa came back cold.

"Money? from where?" inquiringly.

"Work I did, where do you think you're from?" Dafa began to elevate his intonation.

The sun breathes before it.

"You, take the job again?" Mentari looked at Dafa's face, who was also staring at him.

"Yes." honestly.

Mentari closed his eyes, exhaling his breath which again felt tight.

"I can't take this money, I don't want you to sin for giving your wife's child a living with the money you make from people who worship." Mentari pushed the envelope back toward Dafa.

"I'm sorry, not that I refuse a living. Thank you for fighting for me, all this time the struggle Mas so great I feel once, but sorry for the money from your work that one I can not accept." he added.

Seen the look of Dafa's face hardened, he was angry. Her sensitive mood added to her insecure pain made her emotions explode.

"What do you want to eat? I know, our money supply is already depleted even maybe next month is over. Where else do we get money from, you forget your husband is disabled? " Dafa sneered cynically at him.

Mentari was silent still with her face that watched Dafa speak with a look of despair.

"You, consider this money haram? please find money that you think is halal... " Dafa then got up and limped without his cane towards the back garden.

"I work, starting today. Ask permission and go to your riddho, Mas."

Dafa who was walking was in limp, immediately stopped and faced Mentari.

"Please... I can't ban it, because I'm already useless."

"Mas...

" Do what you think is good, don't think of me." Dafa moved his legs back.

"I'm leaving now..."

There was no answer from the man, he was still faithful to see the fish swimming to and fro in the small fish pond in the back garden.

The mentor who wanted to kiss Dafa's hand paused his intention, when Dafa did not respond.

Mentari closed the door of his house, a little grimacing when walking because of the rough treatment of Dafa at dawn, making the point a little pain and his stomach was tight when he woke up in the morning.

He closed the fence of the house when his online taxi order arrived.

Unbeknownst to Mentari, Dafa was crying by the pool. For whatever reason, he felt his life was useless. He feels inferior when Mentari refuses the living he gives for his needs.

He could not even forbid his wife who was pregnant with his child to work. He should have given her the abundance of love and everything her wife needed during pregnancy. But what the power of disaster no one knows.

"Me, how should? find money where? what kind of work can I do?" He muttered while ruining his coarse hair.

Then he reached into his pocket to pick up his phone and started typing something on the screen.

"Gue wants to meet! Can it? now I otw." he said to someone over there.

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