
Abian entered the mansion with a gloomy face. Ayyara's refusal made her heart fall back. He did not think that the woman who used to love him so much could refuse him. He was really inexhaustible with what happened in his life, but a few months ago he felt that God loved him so much because he gave an extraordinary wife like Ayyara. But now, things were turning around and it was like torturing him.
"Where from? Why didn't you pick me up?"
Abian turned towards the voice that asked him to speak. The man clucked up to see Queenza who arrogantly folded his arms over the growing belly.
"I'm overtime" Abian replied indifferently.
"Get to Ayyara's apartment, huh?"
The handsome man was surprised to hear that. How did Queenza know that he was there? Without wanting to answer his wife's question, Abian just left.
"Where are you going? I'm not done talking." Queenza held her husband's hand.
"I'm tired, nau clean up keep resting." Abian took off his wife's hand, and left.
"Abian! Don't fuck with me if you don't want me—"
"I what? Destroyed my life? Or destroy Ayyara's life? Please, Queenza! I'm sick of hearing all your threats! What do you think I am? Your prisoner, huh?" Abian slammed his suit onto the floor in annoyance.
"Looks good. You have separated me from a woman who is precious to me. Don't ever wish I could love you even if you offered me that body by using stimulants again. Maybe you got my body, but not my heart. I don't love a woman like you!" Abian just passed by leaving Queenza glued to the spot.
The woman was a little shocked by her husband's words. Is their relationship starting to improve? Why did Abian turn increasingly cold to her?
Queenza was sitting on the sofa when suddenly her stomach felt tense. Not only was he in shock, his son was shocked to hear his papa's screams.
"Mama's okay, Mama's okay." Queenza stroked her stomach with tears falling down. He sighed, then wiped his tears. He must not be weak just because he was yelled at by the man. Yes, she is a strong woman with no feelings. How could she cry just because of a few words from Abian?
Queenza walked into the kitchen. She will prepare dinner for her husband. Although his heart ached, he could not ignore Abian.
Queenza looked at her husband who was busy with his laptop. He approached and sat down beside the man.
"Why not go down? I've cooked for you" Queenza said, trying unselfishly to get angry. Maybe Abian had a problem so he said rudely like before.
"Bian, I'm talking to you" Queenza said gently.
"You can eat by yourself. I'm not hungry yet" Abian replied indifferently.
"It's night, Bian. What time do you want to eat? Come on, let's eat first." Queenza grabbed her husband's laptop and pulled the man's hand out of the room and into the dining room.
As usual, Queenza will serve Abian while at the dinner table. That's what he always learned when his mom was alive and now he's trying to emulate. As hateful and as unpleasant as the husband, still they must be served as respect for them. That's what Queenza does now. She always asks what her husband wants or needs. After the husband needs nothing, he takes food for himself.
After eating, without saying anything Abian left. Queenza could only sigh. She tried to understand her husband's suddenly cold situation. Perhaps the pain of his heart re-emerged after the meeting with Ayyara.
Queenza finally followed her husband to the room to rest. He was also tired after working all day with many problems in the office. Just a few steps away, Abian looks out of the room looking at his wife.
"Where are you going?" ask Queenza.
"I'll sleep in the guest room" Abian answered, about to pass Queenza, but was restrained by the beautiful woman.
"Don't cross the line of my patience, Abian."
The man took off the wife's delicate hand which was holding her back. "Do what you want to do, Queenza. I don't care anymore!" He walked past the woman without feeling guilty at all.
"You're really playing with my feelings, Abian!" Queenza's hands clenched tightly as Abian was indifferent to her like that.