The Fading Love
Doesn't recognize him

"WHERE DID I SAY!!" the second clash after a long time back heard, I saw the glare of Zidan's eyes so sharp, Aska who was in my arms woke up surprised by Zidan's voice, and, I felt Aska tighten her arms around my neck, Aska also hid her face in my neck.

"zi, a-i-i--"

"DARE YOU GO WITHOUT PERMISSION FROM ME, INAYAH" my heart thump can no longer be controlled, the clasping that Zidan let out made my head throb, my frightened child cried.

"a-I told you zi, I've permission, but you-" again I cut it off, I'm not allowed to buy myself.

"BASIC LIAR"

"i'm not lying, zi" I tried to touch his arm, but Zidan just brushed it off.

"DON'T TOUCH ME, ASSHOLE!!" Now I also cry, zidan outrageous once, The words are so harsh and heart-piercing, why is he Setega.

"i'm sorry, zi, I think you're tired, zi rest, I want to rest too" for god's sake, my head hurts, I don't lie, I don't want to argue anymore with zidan, I don't want to argue anymore, I dragged my suitcase to get out of there, but it seemed like my decision was wrong, Zidan was getting angry because I felt ignored, my suitcase in his tent, he said, I'm tired of almost falling if I don't hold on to the wall.

"Zidan!!" I'm reflexively snapping, not only did I almost fall, but Aska too, what's wrong with this husband of mine, my God. Zidan stepped closer, forcibly zidan took over Aska from my sling, Aska was shrieking in fear, I was trying to defend Aska, but whatever the force, my strength was nothing compared to zidan's, I screamed as I had no heart, zidan threw my son on the couch

"ZIDAN!!!" one slap I landed on Zidan's face, my chest up and down, what demon had possessed him, to the point of being rude to his own flesh and blood. Zidan did not accept what I did, he also did the same thing, now I feel fishy in the corner of my lips on the left, fresh blood dripping out of my nose cavity. messily I don't know how my face looks right now, I immediately rubbed the blood with the back of my hand.

"h-haw!!" Aska approached and hugged my two calves, my son's face was puffy, I wanted to hold Aska, back zidan pulled the rough little body that had just healed it with rough, rough,

"ZIDAAAAN!!!" I pulled Zidan's arm to release my son, but back with the energy he had, Zidan easily made me fall back, as well as Aska.

I was trying to get up, it hurt so much to see my son being treated so harshly, my head was throbbing violently, not to mention the bloody corners of my lips were starting to hurt.

"WIFE BASICS ARE USELESS!!! HUSBAND CAME HOME FROM WORK INSTEAD OF HOME, THIS INSTEAD WENT WITHOUT PERMISSION FROM ME" I who wanted to wake up earlier fell back because Zidan kicked my calf, Aska screamed loudly, I was afraid, he crawled up to me, hugging me so tightly, as if he had made his little body a shield for me.

"stop, don't hit Mama Aska, stop!!!" jerit Aska.

"hit Aska, mamah is sick, her nose is bleeding, stop beating Mamah, Ask "I hug my son's body that is shaking violently.

"DORC!!" the table on the left of Zidan became a coating of his emotions, the table was kicked until it broke.

"brak!!" the sound of the door being slammed by Zidan, without saying anything, Zidan left the house, I got up and sat cross-legged, Aska still hugged me. This is our greatest quarrel, after five years of marriage. Zidan had never been this angry, he had never raised a hand on me, but tonight, I saw a different person, a stranger Zidan, not the Zidan I knew.

my face in the slap, my calf in the kick, it doesn't matter, maybe I'm wrong because I wasn't home when he came home, but when my son was rough in the lemper in front of my eyes, I really would never forget it.

"lt-mah"

"yes son, mamah no papa dear" I loosen Aska's embrace, both of my hands clenched her cheeks that began to look filled with it.

"is someone sick? aska's back, Aska's head, no papa son" Aska shook her head, her tears were still flowing, with all my might, I lifted Aska's body in a sling, I was as strong as possible to endure such a tormenting headache.

arriving in the room, I asked Aska to take a bath, while I prepared her bed.

after the bath, I put on a more comfortable shirt for Aska, I lay my son to his bed, Aska did not spare his face from looking at me. The tiny hand raised touched my cheek.

"did it hurt, huh mah?" aska said with a little stammering. I held the tiny hand and kissed it.

"no dear, no pain ko. now Aska sleep yes, mamah accompany Aska to sleep" Aska nodded and just closed her eyes, back tears that had stopped dripping it back down, back down, I quickly deleted it, not wanting Aska to see my heartbreaking situation.

"sleep my darling, sleep my son, sleep my heart, my beloved" I hummed with a stifled throat.

"heemm, sleep my dear, my baby" I bite my lips, I can't keep holding tight myself, I turned off the main light in Aska's room and chose to go into my room, I wanted to shout as loud as possible, I wanted to free my throat that was choked violently, he said, I want to spill all my heartache alone, I want to shout in front of Zidan, I want to curse him, tell him I'm so disappointed in him.

....

my situation is now much better, I have been bathing and soaking long enough as well, the pain in the cheek is no longer felt, only the tip is because it is torn, my head was not in excruciating pain anymore, I took painkillers, and Alhamdulillah, with the permission of Allah, gradually reduced the pain.

I went back down, the living room was so messy, the glass-based table broke without rest, I first removed my suitcase and bag. After putting my bag up, I put my bag, I came back down to clean up the mess, afraid someone would hurt his leg if left.

I thought, Zidan was sitting outside breathing fresh air, but in fact, Zidan was going, somewhere, his car wasn't in the yard, maybe to his parents' house.

I go to the kitchen, my stomach is hungry, I brew a pack of instant noodles made by my favorite Korean, the spicy taste in the noodle seasoning is able to make my mind a little calm.