Night Destiny
Barbed Rose

The saga went away after dinner. He has to clean up something. Unfortunately, to coincide with her leaving the house, Azka comes with a red rose bucket in her hand. But it could not be avoided if the man's face looked very tired. Saga immediately ran towards Azka, while Salsa just stood in front of the terrace.

"Have you satisfied Bang?."

Azka frowned, "What do you mean?."

"I suggest you be honest with Salsa. Don't let him misunderstand and end your relationship at stake."

Azka understood what her sister said. But he just kept silent and did not respond.

Azka walked slowly towards Salsa. The woman was silent without a smile, not as usual.

"Darling, are you sick?."

"No!," replied Salsa flatly.

Realizing his wife's change, Azka immediately recalled the flowers he had brought. With a sweet smile, the man gave it to his wife. "A pretty red rose, for my beautiful wife."

Salsa accepted it normally, there was no smile or happy feeling like the woman had shown before.

"Hey, what is it?" asked Azka. The man hugged the wife's slender waist. Salsa entered the house and sat in the guest room.

"I'm sorry for not being able to come to the clinic. I-i was!."

"You're busy! I know!," cut Salsa fast.

Azka sighed, "Honey, I'm really sorry. Next time we go there."

Azka looked at his wife fixedly, there was a sad feeling of seeing Salsa who was slightly indifferent to her.

"Have you had dinner yet?" asked Azka to switch the conversation.

Salsa looked at her husband cynically, "Of course it is. Do you want me to wait for you to starve like the other day?."

Azka rubbed her hair in frustration, what other way he persuaded his wife. He was so tired today, why did Salsa even take him noisily.

"I'm tired, Sal. Why are you ruining the mood?."

Salsa's heart melos, now is he wrong? Oh, my God, Azka has changed.

"sorry. I was wrong, I shouldn't be mad at you. Your job is more important than anything. I should have known myself more" said Salsa. "You're tired, right? I'll prepare warm water for you to take a bath, then take a break."

Salsa left her husband still in custody. Azka sighed again, her mind was in turmoil. Not just tired of working. He was also tired of the situation he was facing.

I have to how. No, I don't want to lose Salsa. I don't want that to happen.

Azka soon followed his wife in their room. Azka who saw his wife just coming out of the bathroom immediately approached and hugged her woman. "Sorry."

Salsa was silent, she closed her eyes and enjoyed Azka's embrace which somehow felt like she had rarely felt. "I want you to trust me. I don't want to lose you, baby."

Salsa turned around and looked at her husband fixedly. Those eyes remained shady, that face remained handsome and yes, she was Azka, the husband she had loved all along.

"You know very well, I gave all my trust in you. So don't let you betray the trust I've given you. You don't know, woman is like a rose" Salsa stared at the Azka-given rose she placed on the nightstand. "She is beautiful, even many people choose her to be a gift or when expressing their feelings. But without them knowing it, the thorn of the rose can hurt the owner if he is not careful."