NOT THE OWNER OF MY HUSBAND'S HEART
Hated Husband

"As I was ready for office clothes.Worn yes", said Fathiya in the morning.Although often ignored by Fatih, Fathiya tried to sincerely live his life.At this time his paradise is on her husband.Whatever the husband, no matter how hard the husband, she is,Fathiya will still reach her husband's ridho.Does not care if she will eat liver every day.Because Fathiya is aware of his imperfections.Fatih must be embarrassed to have a wife like him, Inner Fathiya.If first, if only,he refused the matchmaking offered by Nek Nirmala maybe everything would not be like this.But, hasn't rice been porridge?

"Surge", snapped Fatih to let Fathiya go from before him.Not wearing the clothes that Fathiya had prepared,Fatih actually chose her own clothes in her wardrobe.In his opinion, Fathiya's taste is so tacky that she feels reluctant to wear whatever is chosen by Fathiya.

"Prophe Fathiya", Inner Fathiya to herself.Who else will give strength other than herself in the midst of her husband's hatred.

"What a look go there!", snapped Fatih again either for the umpteenth time.The man hated Fathiya so much, so seeing his face alone it felt so reluctant.

Fathiya let out a long sigh, exterminating all the pain of her husband's words that often hated her.

With a limp step,Fathiya went out of the room Fatih to the kitchen.Fathiya took the initiative to make a glass of coffee for Fatih because Nek Nirmala had said about the habit of Fatih who often eat coffee and toast before leaving for work.

After brewing coffee, Fathiya took some fresh bread in the refrigerator.He roasted it on teflon and applied peanut butter chocolate into the bread.

"The word of your grandmother likes peanut chocolate jam, hopefully this time you like the mas", muttered Fathiya to yourself.There is a sense of tightness in his heart, he was no longer able to live a marriage without this love.Read more,only himself who loves Fatih.Yah, Fathiya has indeed dropped his heart on the husband.Not without reason, it is all because only Fatih, a man who is accustomed to seeing and interacting with Fathiya during this year.

Taps....Taps...

"Mas I made breakfast, eaten yes!", asked Fathiya with a pleading look at the husband.

"No!I don't want to touch the food of a disgusting woman like you", Fatih's sinist who again makes Fathiya's chest so tight and painful.

Unconcerned by the pain experienced by Fathiya, Fatih immediately went from his house by slamming the nearest chair as hard as possible to make Fathiya squeak in shock.

"Disease why mas?I even washed my hands a few times before cooking" Fathiya still tried to persuade her husband.

"Shut up!Who do you dare to organize me?Just so you know I would not want to just eat from your dirty hands", snapped Fatih in a high voice.In fact, his voice snapped in Fathiya's hearing drum.

Jamba, jleb,

Fathiya's heart was tight because of the clash that was aired by Fatih.Dulu, while still a girl, she was never yelled at or treated harshly by her parents.And the pain began to feel, when she was with her husband, while she was with him,Fatih.Miris once his life is now.

"O Lord please strengthen me", asked Fathiya in her prayer.