My Husband's Second Heaven
2. A hollow heart

Anisa should not have been that brave to the parents of her husband, but her words had made Anisa dare to answer because suddenly, just, anger is mastering it and trying to be patient even though always Bu Marina is often looking for a gap so that Anisa is wrong in her eyes.

Late at night, Anisa who was tired of waiting still had to wait for the return of her husband.

All the cooking was cold and it seemed like Dirga was not going to eat because it was now nine in the evening.

"Mas, this isn't the first time you've come home with a fairly late hour. May wherever you are, God will always protect you." Anisa with my eyes because she endured the drowsiness, did not forget to continue to bring her husband into prayer.

Anisa also did not intend to clean the table full of food that was still intact. Tired of having to be like this often. It was not her body that was tired, but Anisa's heart and mind that was quite tired.

In the past two years, her husband has been slowly changing. By reason of overtime and the project should be completed that too. Anisa thought that although overtime did not have to go home in the morning, but again Anisa had no thoughts of going anywhere, but Anisa felt that her husband was lying. However, Anisa never had any taste of it, because a belief that was always given by Dirga made her always believe in sweet words.

Tired of waiting until finally Anisa sleeps in the living room, with the TV is wrong.

The morning.

Mm-etm.

Anisa raised both her hands and collected some of her life. Before he was fully conscious and got out of bed.

"I'm already in the room, not last night I ...."

"Astaghfirullah, right and it looks like Mas Dirga took me upstairs." Anisa muttered before deciding to get out of bed, because it was now 04:15 and it was time to face the Divine.

"Thank you, Lord, you still give me a chance to carry out my duties." Not to forget Anisa also thanked the Divine because it was still given a long life.

After praying. Anisa looked at her husband who was still asleep, with a soft snoring voice. Before the woman woke him up and looked exhausted face so clearly shown by her husband despite the state of sleep though.

Long enough Anisa looked at the face of the man who had been accompanying her, the man who was able to make Anisa confident to make a decision and accept Dirga Aditama 30 years, because a belief was given until Anisa was devastated.

Although many people were against her marriage, and Anisa was trying to survive because her husband was very kind and responsible, but all this time the man did not know that the person she always respected, put a dislike on him.

A little while later, Anisa who had finished praying. Hurriedly woke up the husband, not Dirga did not want to pray. It's just that Dirga is always absent with the time that mepet it makes Anisa always pray alone and after that, just woke her husband.

"Mas, wake! It's five o'clock." Anisa gently stroked the husband's cheek, hoping that the man who was still fast asleep would wake up.

"Eum, yes, dear. Mas will wake up" said Dirga who stretched his hands and after that he woke up.

While Anisa was still silent sculpting because Dirga never once stared or asked had prayed or not, but the man actually immediately went to leave Anisa who was still standing on the side of the bed.

"Is this just my feeling? Or you've changed, I hope you'll never change."

Not wanting to dissolve in sadness, Anisa also left the room and immediately cleaned up the house.

Huffs.

"Finally it's done too and now it's time to cook." Anisa said softly as she walked towards the kitchen.

Anisa's tiny hand deftly directly cut the seasoning very cleverly.

Half an hour later, Anisa had finished cooking and it was time to get everything else done. Like washing and so on.

"It's a habit to always put clothes here. There's no basket for dirty clothes!" Anisa grumbled because her husband was never able to cooperate.

"This smell, why does a woman smell perfume? Never mind if I don't want to be so bad with Mas Dirga, where maybe he's out of bounds." Anisa who was suspicious, slowly did not get dizzy. It could be that the perfume belonged to a friend who happened to be close to Dirga because in the office not only men, but women as well, so naturally it happened.

Not wanting to have negative thoughts, Anisa immediately put the clothes in the basket and immediately brought it back to be included in the washing machine.

While walking Anisa's eyes caught a handsome figure sitting on the sofa. By occasionally sipping drinks that have been provided by him.

"Eh An, sit down. I want to talk to you, "call Dirga now.

"Mas, what do you want to say?" Anisa then chimed in and steps were approaching.

"Here!" dirga said with a mouthful of intoxicating smile.

Handsomest.

That's what Anisa's mind was constantly praising her husband.

"Darling, it looks like the mas will be gone long enough."

"Maas ...." Anisa was stunned when she heard Dirga's words.

"Here!" Dirga patted her thigh, and Anisa knew what to do.

With the occasional stroking of Anisa's long hair, Dirga whispered as if they were going to part for a long time.

"An, I'll be leaving out of town tonight! Are you all right being home alone?" dirga said because last night he came home almost before morning, so only now he can say about his departure to Bali.

"Mas, why so suddenly. How many days were you there?" anisa asked a little lethargic as the husband bid farewell to the task outside the city.

"Not long, just two weeks. There's a project that I have to deal with, so you have to go down to the field directly." Dirga replied explaining his sudden departure.

Anisa momentarily looked at the face of the man now in front of her eyes. The two looked at each other and the eyes of the two met, looking for something on each other's faces.

For Anisa there is no problem because it happens often, but why should the sudden plague that unfortunate Anisa.

"An, sorry. Again I can not invite you because this is all about work," said Dirga who felt bad. Anisa's dream is to vacation in Bali, but only an apology that she often receives if Dirga works there.

"Mas, don't apologize. I also realized that you were at work instead of messing around," Anisa said smiling at Dirga, as if there was nothing to worry about.

"Thank you dear, I love you so much." Dirga's speech for a moment made Anisa hover.

"I know, then now let me go. You see, the laundry is piling up" said Anisa.

"All right, baby." Dirga answered, who has now released Anisa to stand from her lap.