SHE'S YOUR MOTHER, NOT MY WIFE.
TASTELESS

The marriage I had was going to have felt so bland.

The eyes of my two families seemed to hold a pity and a secret for me.

Tonight we stayed in the hotel room we booked.

Mas Reza was cleaning himself in the bathroom.

There was a feeling in my heart, I don't know what.

It's because it's our first wedding night, but it's not our first.

So why is this feeling not the feeling I expected.

Mas Reza came out with a swab of his wet hair, approached me and kissed my head.

"Darling, howling. Why, baby ?" staring at.

I shook my head.

"What's up, baby ?" he sat down in front of me and clasped my hand.

There was a feeling of pain and disappointment in my heart. But, why!!!

What he did so there was a feeling, this.

He looked at me with a gentle gaze, peeping at my palm making me realize.

"Ah no, mas. Why don't you put on a shirt, the clothes are ready on the bed." I glanced at the sleeping clothes I had prepared on the bed.

He smiled devil, raising his eyebrows.

"Why are you ?" I'm not asking that doesn't mean I don't understand what it means, somehow I'm reluctant to do that with him tonight.

I left it on the balcony where we were sitting.

"Wear, Mas. I'm tired today with the attributes of marriage and everything I want, sleep." I immediately left him who was still looking at me questioningly.

I took my blanket up to my chest.

Immediately I closed my eyes, even though these eyes had not yet fallen asleep.

Mas Reza approached me. Grabbing my waist and holding me in his arms.

"Sleep, baby. If you're tired tonight, I won't force." kiss my head and tighten his arms.

His words hurt me, no matter what part of my heart ached and grieved. Is there anything wrong with me or you, Mom.

***

What's wrong with, Bella. Since the wedding day his attitude was a little, errat not a little but changed. He who is warm becomes cold. He who is gentle becomes indifferent. What's wrong with her? What because of my late presence, but it was only a few minutes and my reason was enough because the streets were jammed.

Although there is actually another reason.

I was pensive when he came to give me a change of clothes and said he was tired.

This wedding is he who is always enthusiastic, even to design his own dress. Then why since sitting in the pelaminan, his face was grim and not even a little he avoided me.

I know he's not asleep, because I memorized the look on his face that actually slept.

I get on the bed, I grab her waist and I take her in my arms.

"Sleep, baby. If you're tired tonight, I won't force you." I said to calm Bella down. Maybe he was tired, he must be tired because of our long marriage procession.

I kissed her head and held her tight.

I hope that tomorrow she will come back as she used to be, warm, gentle and understanding girl. A girl who is full of love and who I love. Bella Saphira she, my wife.

May this evening pass beautifully, even without a process of unification. It wasn't my first night anyway, so why am I disappointed. It's just, tonight is our wedding night that all the family saw that became special. I'm a little, disappointed.