
Vira ran to her room, her heart was very sick after the incident. Moreover, Yudha did not defend him at all and planned to further corner him, fortunately Vira had guessed that and outsmarted everything. The woman entered the room, leaned against the door and slowly sagged down.
"Why did all this happen to me, O God," he murmured with tears that continued to pour out violently.
"I don't know why God chose me as one of these hard-faced humans. I don't know from which side God saw my toughness and ability to get through all this. Every night we cry out for self-pity. Every day I have to pretend I look okay. In front of everyone must resist complaining, destruction, anger, all I can bear alone," said Vira with a soft voice. The woman hit her chest that felt tight.
"How can God give such a weak test to me? How can God believe that I am capable, while I doubt myself? I really got to the point of surrender, I asked the Lord not much, if this is my way, strengthen me in what has become my destiny," muttered Vira with herself.
Whether until when Vira can survive in this condition, it feels like he can no longer. If yesterday she still had hope for Yudha that her husband was still in love with her. But now his hope is gone.
Sometimes Vira also imagined that if she soon had children, maybe the attitude of Yudha and also her mother-in-law would not be like this, she would be very spoiled. Maybe all this is a trial that God gave him, Vira still has to be patient in dealing with all this. Because Vira believes that all these trials must have some wisdom behind them.
While in the kitchen, Mother Desy and Weny looked at each other and smiled in response to Yudha who again snapped at Vira. Desy's mother was satisfied that her son was able to scold Vira in front of them.
"You see for yourself, your wife is always against what you say. What's wrong with helping you mop the floor. Is it because this house belongs to him and we just hitchhiked it up to be babu?"
Yudha took a heavy breath. He had only been married for two weeks, but he had yelled and scolded Vira several times. I don't know why he was so angry.
"I hope you also keep your attitude. Don't ask Vira for help, which one you can't do, you can ask for Weny's help."
After saying that Yudha walked towards Vira's room. Tapping several times there was no reply, the man tried to open the door, lucky not to be locked.
Since marrying Weny, Yudha never slept in that room again. Last time was on her wedding day and they were having a relationship.
There were no more wedding photos or pictures of the two of them in their rooms. It seems Vira has dropped everything.
Yudha looked for his wife's whereabouts, but did not see her. The sound of water coming from the bathroom, the man was sure his wife was inside. He waited by sitting on the edge of the bed.
Yudha grabbed Vira's hand and held it. The woman was silent, not caring.
"I'm sorry, I. I don't know why my patience has been running low lately. Maybe because of the office work that piles up, nothing helps. Since Weny stopped, there has been no one to replace her as my secretary" Yudha said.
"I know you're tired. I'm sorry, Mas," said Vira slowly.
"Thank you, Vir."
"For you not to be too tired, I want to reduce your burden, Mas."
"What do you mean, Vir?" yudha did not understand.
"I want us to separate. That way your burden is reduced by one. You don't have to think about me."
"What are you talking about? I will never be separated from you!" yudha said a little high.
"For what to maintain this unhealthy household. Mas, something that has been shared it must not be intact anymore. I want you to think about this. Instead of us hurting each other," said Vira slowly.
He had thought about this earlier. This may be the best way for both of them.
"I will not and will never divorce you. Didn't you agree I was polygamous. We said if I was sincere about all this. Why are you giving up now. I can't" said Yudha.
He stood up from his seat and left Vira alone in the room.
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