My wife Bad Girl

My wife Bad Girl
Twenty Six


Micah gasped as the two gazes clashed. Moreover, imprinted a charming sweet smile on the face of Rome.


"Why? You see me that way?" ask Roma. Micah immediately turned his eyes and pretended to be busy folding his prayer equipment.


"I don't think I'm seeing you anymore" elak Micah.


"Think what? Is there a problem? Speak about. Verily, the husband and wife are friends sharing everything" said Roma, searching for what Micah was thinking at this time.


"I don't like to share anything with anyone but Mom" Micah said.


Rome nodded, Micah would not tell her because she was hard to trust. Even if they are his own family.


"alright. If you don't trust people, it doesn't matter. But you must believe in God, that every problem if you leave it to HIM will all be in order in time," the Romans advised that Micah might carry burdens in his heart and mind.


"Why should I trust HIM? Is not God the one who brought bad luck and a bitter story to my life? Tell me, why should I trust the one who gave me the trouble in my life?" micah chirped with emotion that seemed she could bear not to explode.


Roma smiled faintly, at least this girl was willing to talk at length with him alone it was more than good as following the beginning of the beginning for them to exchange ideas.


And the beginning for Rome in recognizing and knowing the conflict that made Micah what it is today.


"Of course Micah. God who gives the question does not mean that God also has the key to the answer?" the wise Romans.


"Then, on what basis will God answer our problems?" ask Micah again. This girl did not get up and sit on the prayer mat.


Rome is getting more and more happy.


"That's all, of course, because of God's love for us" replied Rome.


"If God is dear, then why does God give difficult problems and cause very heavy problems to be borne?" mike again. The breath of this girl had already started to hunt due to the emotion that was about to burst from within her chest.


Roma smiled again before answering his wife's question.


"Certainly because God wants to print his servant to be an intelligent and wise man. A strong and strong man, because life is not just about having fun. Life is a struggle. Like you are a student. Why do lecturers give you difficult and sometimes difficult tasks? What is the intention of the campus council to its students? Is it merely to educate or torture?" reply Rome.


Micah was silent on the answer of the last Romans.


Soon, Micah looked up and looked at the man before him.


"You mean, God gives us the real problems of life to shape our personality, is that it?" ask Micah again.


And as Rome predicted, this wife was a smart woman. Micah can capture every explanation from him.


"Micha. Indeed, if Allah wills all these men to be good, it is not difficult and Allah does not profit because of it. Conversely, if all the people in the world have bad personalities then it is not one thing that makes God lose" said Roma.


"If there is no loss, why should there be consequences for humans?" micah's question became increasingly critical and it was no big deal for a Roman.


"Small and easy example like this. If a lecturer or teacher assigns a task or a question of repetition to his students. Will all students answer correctly? Of course it won't. Because in that class there are various students with their respective advantages. Then, if there is a student who gets a high score because the answer is true all then he gets the title as a smart student. Who benefits in this? The student doing the problem or the teacher giving the problem?" rome examines Micah's way of thinking.


"Mikha, if you can answer this question then I will let you continue racing wildly" Roma said.


Micah was silent. He should have been happy not because at least Roma made him an offer. However, the answer he found actually hit his own mind.


Why is Micah currently throwing weapons and but getting hit by his own eel. Like a boomerang, which turned back to him. Every question and attack that Micah threw made the eyes of his heart slowly open. Just get rid of his selfish side.


"When you want to watch the DVD," Micah said, switching the conversation.


"You haven't answered the last question. You should have found that answer very easily" Roma said.


Micah took his breath in. Because basically he often blames God for what has happened in him.


Why his parents had to separate and abandon him. Why did the father have to hurt his mother so that he was left behind. Why should he live with his grandmother and cousin who is two-faced and holds envy to him long ago. Many questions Micah began with why.


"Mikha understands now, every problem or test from God for the sake of maturing us and raising degrees, levels or classes as when studying at school or university" Micah replied straightforwardly.


Rome smiled with satisfaction. "You are right and correct. Therefore, look for the beginning of each question then we will find the key to solve it. The point is, chest and be patient. Because every way of solving each problem is different depending on the level of difficulty. Not so, Micah is sweet," said Roma who began to dare to tease his little wife.


No doubt, Micah was suddenly wrong because he did not expect to get such a dreadful seduction from the figure of a man who impressed calm and indifferent.


"Hemm," Micah answered briefly, turning his face to hide the tinge of pink that shamelessly played out.


"Because you're smart so you can answer every question. From now on you are free if you want to participate in a wild race. But ... if indeed it aims not as an escape from every problem you face. Because, if you are racing motorcycles because of a hobby, I can register you on the official circuit" said Roma.


Suddenly, the words of Rome just now were like a slap to Micah. Because all this time he did it just for the sake of escape from his emotions that are not channeled.


How could this man know what he was feeling and what he meant by what he had been doing all this time? In fact, her grandmother and aunt never cared about what Micah was doing out there. That is the way Micah thought.


"Why is every word and analysis always right?"


"We watch a movie while you think. Who knows, later Ileham," take Roma and give a subtle allusion to Micah.


...Seriate...