The Fading Love
Livid

O God, my heart is really warm to see the scenery that I rarely see, I am so moved by.

Zidan slept in a position to hug Aska. I hesitated a little to wake Aska up, but they had to get ready for dawn prayers. I approached and sat down beside Zidan, I rubbed Zidan's head and called out his name.

"honey.wake up, take a bath, we pray dear"

"Zidan, wake up praying" Zidan began to piqu, complaints began to be heard. Zidan adjusted his eyes to the already lit room light.

"what time" Zidan asked in a hoarse voice

"five o'clock, Adhan again"

"Hem" Zidan muttered.

I saw Zidan rub our son's head, then kiss his forehead before waking up. Zidan also briefly peeked at my forehead and passed away.Now, it's time I woke Aska up.

"Aska, baby, wake up son, pray the handsome son of mama"

"Aska" just like her papa, Aska immediately woke up when I disturbed her sleep, Aska woke up and immediately hugged me.

"moment"

"why son?

"last night sleeping here?"

"yes dear, papah also sleeps here with Kita" Aska did not respond, did not look enthusiastic also after hearing my story, whereas this is what Aska hoped, can sleep three with the papa as well. Maybe because I just woke up, so Aska was not too aware.

I carried Aska into the bathroom. While waiting for the hot water to fit, I undressed the clothes Aska was wearing.

My eyes widened when I found a bruise on my son's left thigh.

"Astagfirullah, Aska" I accidentally pressed the bruised part until Aska grimaced in pain.

"sick mah" I turned off the water first and carried Aska back out of the bathroom, I sat Aska on the bed.

"this is why son, Aska fell "Acka shook his head.

"this is because of the papah mah kick" Allahuakbar, I think Zidan slowly kicked his son, but in fact until it bruised like this, my husband had the heart.

"wait here, you get some water to compress" I'll go out to get some water to compress the bruise on my son's thigh. Outside, I passed Zidan, Zidan called out to me because he saw me panicking and hurrying. Feeling neglected, Zidan tailed behind, holding my hand as I wanted to go back past him.

"beyond Zidan, I hurriedly "my hand wriggled, but Zidan refused to let go before I told him.

"You why? is something wrong?" I was upset, I was really angry with the actions of Zidan who had hurt his son, whether it was intentionally, or accidentally.

"you kicked Aska last night, now his legs are bruised, you have the same heart as our son, Zi" I said with a tone of voice as usual, actually wanting to raise the voice in front of Zidan, who was very happy to give the voice, but after looking into his eyes, I paled back, both of Zidan's eyes, so similar to Aska's eyes.

Zidan's clutches slowly loosened, Zidan did not ask any more and shook in place. I immediately brought water and a washcloth to compress the bruise on my son's left thigh.

I'm not taking Aska to school today, I want to check her condition first, I don't want my child to why-why.

....

At the dinner table, I occasionally glanced at Zidan who did not take his eyes off Aska, maybe Aska felt her papa keep looking at her, so Aska lowered her head during the meal, I also did not want to say anything, either, I'm still upset by Zidan's rude attitude.

"I take you to school" Zidan said without further ado, or saying anything about his rude actions.

"i didn't go to Aska's school today, I want to take Aska to check her bruises. Aska also just recovered from her pain" said I flat.

"what time?"

"now"

"i'll take you guys"

....

In the car, no one would open their mouths to break the silence. Zidan was silent by continuing to drive his car, Aska as well, my son was just silent all the way, whereas if he and I were going to school, Aska would sing cheerfully, but now, the hyperactive child was just silent, looking down with an occasional look outside.

We finally arrived at the clinic, I had already made an appointment with the doctor who was going to check on Aska. I was a little surprised as well, when I came down, Zidan suddenly lifted Aska's body and carried her. Zidan also clasped my fingers, we held hands down the street.

"sore hurts?" Zidan focused his gaze on Aska, Aska was silent by constantly twirling her fingers.

"Aska, asked papah son, his leg hurts not"

"sa-sick mah" replied Aska nervously, looking terrified from the look on my son's face.

"sorry papah yes" said Zidan again, Aska still remained silent, as reluctant also to look at the papa.

"Aska" I tried to reprimand Aska who was only silent when asked to speak, disrespectful.

"i-iya mah"

"loh ko ya mah"

"ii-iya pah" said Aska nervously, our short chat had to stop first because now we were in front of the door of the doctor's room. There were no other patients besides us, so we didn't have to wait for the queue.

....

The three of us were sitting in front of one of the supermarkets while enjoying the ice cream, not we were actually just Aska. Finished checking Aska's legs, Zidan did not drive us home, but turned the steering wheel and here we are now.

Aska's face was dirty with ice cream, Aska was sitting right next to me, while Zidan in front of me, Zidan was focused on his laptop screen, he said, checking the incoming report.

Rarely was there a time outside like this before I got married, I had more time with Zidan than I did after marriage. I feel more free and unfettered. But after deciding to get married, why do I find time with Zidan so hard to get.

Once again I emphasize, it all started since we had a big fight first, before that, or at the beginning of the marriage is not really, Zidan often invites me to walk on holidays, he said, accompany me monthly shopping, security, but after that incident, I feel isolated by him, I feel hidden from the public.

But after I apologized and Aska was born, his grumpy, rude, cold, cranky attitude, slowly changed, Zidan came back like the Zidan I knew in school days, even though there is still a fight between us, it will quickly pass without a cry from me because of his rude attitude. It was after I gave birth to Aska, and stopped working at that company, that Zidan started to melt back down.

But in the past year, I've felt such a drastic change in Zidan's attitude, something's wrong with my husband, Zidan's completely changed, Zidan is no longer the same man, he said, the one I met 12 years ago at school.

Zidan so easily snapped and even could throw a hand at my body. I don't know what makes it that way, what the pressures of work are that make Zidan turn into a hard figure, or any other reason behind the change.

Ah, I shook my head, it could have crossed my head about Zidan having another woman besides me, the woman who made Zidan slowly forget about me and Aska. No way, Zidan is not that kind of man, I trust Zidan completely.

"Zi, you go to the office, I'm the same Aska can use an online taxi" I cleaned Aska's face with a tissue.

"i drive you home "Zidan didn't raise his head, and kept typing.