My husband no longer touched me
Life after marriage

Mom's phone was cut off shortly. Now call in. Unknown number, is this Mas Beni?

With a quick flick of my finger swiped the phone screen. Ok.

After talking a lot there was something inside my chest. Am I in love? Impossible, I've never seen Beni.

Is Mas Beni serious with me? Or he's just like my family had to love me.

I lack the affection of both my parents and family.

I want to feel truly genuine affection.

****

My acquaintance with Mas Beni was enough to make me fall in love.

Don't know the face, just the sound.

Four months of communication by phone, finally ....

"Sir, will you be my wife?" he said over the phone.

"Ah, don't joke, Mas. I have a lot of lack," I'm happy.

I'm not sure what Mas Beni said.

"Yes, I want to accept your shortcomings."

This time it was really serious Mas Beni said.

Whahuh? I'm being proposed, isn't this a dream? I slapped my cheek to make sure it was real.

Plaque!

Au, sick. I'm not dreaming anymore. It's real!

"How are we getting married, Mom? I'm right here. Is it there?"

"Let's see. I'll finance your needs, as well as your transportation, Dek."

With glee I said, "Yes."

****

One month after the phone call, I finally got home. Mas Beni has taken care of the requirements for marriage. It's just me who comes.

This news was welcomed by Kak Farhan and Kak Luna.

Brother Farhan and his wife are certainly happy, apart from benalu like me.

Enthusiastically Kak Luna brought new clothes and supplies for the trip.

"Kabarin yes, if you get there," said Kak Luna.

He looked happy from the aura of his face. Rarely did I see that sweet smile. Ah, fate.

"Yes, Brother. Sure,"

Am I happy? Sure do. At least there is a husband who loves me.

Yeah, God. Give me happiness ....

Arriving in the city my mother lived ....

A week later I had legitimately become Mas Beni's wife. Really, I fell in love with him.

I don't know, with Mas Beni. Now I am in the bridal room with the man who holds the status of husband.

****

Three months of living with Mas Beni's ill-treatment is revealed. Beni was a drunkard, and an accomplished gambler.

If the money is felt a lot then, day and night drunk and gambling. Rarely give money.

Almost every day I clean up the remains of vomit on the floor, in bed sheets, and wherever Mas Beni vomit. I'm not worried, just hoping to get his pleasure.

His attitude is rude, not infrequently I was snapped, berated, even kicked.

God, why is this as bitter as my life?

Four months into my marriage, I was declared pregnant by a doctor. So happy of course, hopefully with my pregnancy Mas Beni changed.

But, wishful thinking is still wishful thinking ....

"LASTRY!" call Mas Beni blaring across the room.

I flocked to him.

"Yes, Mas. What's up?"

"Nanya, again! Don't you see on the table there's nothing?!" tanyakanya. Scramble the waist in the corner of the dining table.

"Sorry, Mas. I'm nauseous and limp. Besides, I didn't give me any money to shop," I said.

"Huh! Just reason, you."

Mas Beni went and snatched the key of the bike on the television. Not that he gave the money away. And light his iron horse.

I feel pain in this lump of meat. Hope is hope. The marriage I dreamed of didn't match reality.

Almost every day I do not eat and almost every day also eat at my mother's place.

I've heard you bring up the gift to everyone. A bribe of rice that I ate, did not escape the mistreatment of mother.

Mother I was your child since childhood lacking your affection, and now we have a close relationship like it doesn't look in your eyes.

****

Geck! Geck! Geck!

"Open the door!" that baritone voice built my sleep.

Chequek!

"Stupid! Long time open the door. From anywhere, anyway?" Smelled of alcohol in his mouth. He must have been drunk again.

The door had not opened completely Mas Beni charged in by force.

I approached the fierce man in the room. As soon as I entered and approached her my hand was pulled roughly in her arms. He kissed me mercilessly, like a man who took the crown by force.

What pleasure?

Every time you have intercourse, there is no intimacy in general.

Am I just a puppet as a gratifier *****?