The Five Billion Wife

The Five Billion Wife
Chapters 1. Husband's request


Riana and Anwar's marriage has entered its first year. It could be said if they were still in the mood of the newlyweds. Moreover, they do not have a child, so they can enjoy the time together freely.


They enjoy beautiful days in their humble home. Although it was only a rented house, but they lived very happily. But all of that suddenly disappeared like a feather blown by the wind.


That day, Anwar, who worked as a salesman, came home early. His body looked tired and his face was pale. Riana greeted him kindly as Anwar returned home.


"Assalamualaikum" said Anwar's greeting at the door.


"Wa'alaikum greetings," Riana replied with a smile.


Riana looked happy her husband came home early. But when she saw her husband's condition, Riana started to panic.


"Mas Anwar why. Mas Anwar's face was pale, did Mas hurt?" riana asked as she swept her husband towards the seat in the guest house.


"Mas is just tired. Later after the rest also healed," replied Anwar weakly.


"Then Anwar took a shower. Let Riana prepare food for Mas Anwar," Riana said attentively.


Anwar rushes off to take a shower and Riana is busy preparing food for Anwar. Half an hour later the food was ready on the table and Anwar was ready to enjoy the meal from his wife. A very happy marriage for both of them.


"Daddy, aren't you tired of living hard lives like this?" asked Anwar while enjoying his wife's cooking.


"Not at all, Mom. Riana is happy even though our lives are simple and mediocre. As long as it's the same Mas Anwar, everything feels beautiful," Riana replied as she looked at her husband.


"But I'm tired of living hard. I want to be like my successful schoolmates. Have your own business and live extravagantly. Deck, don't you want to see me succeed?" anwar asked while looking at Riana.


"Mas, who wouldn't want to see her husband succeed? But Riana can what?" ask Riana.


"Dek, you can help Mas to succeed, as long as you are willing," said Anwar eagerly.


"What's available, Mom?" ask Riana curiously.


For a moment, Anwar was silent and he gathered all his strength to dare to utter what was in his mind at the moment.


Riana grew increasingly curious to see her husband's enigmatic attitude. Riana was already impatient to want to listen to what was meant by helping her to succeed. He was just an orphan and his education was just a high school graduate. He had no skills that could help him build a business.


Riana also did not have the money to help her husband open a business. Then what could her husband think of asking her to help him to succeed?


"Dek, Mas has a friend who happens to be the boss at Mas's workplace. The people are very rich and the money is not counted. It could possibly live to seven derivatives. He is willing to give Mas business capital," said Anwar.


"Well, the boss is Mas Anwar" Riana said with a smile and was delighted to hear the news.


"But ...," said Anwar stalled in the throat.


"But what, Mas?" riana asked in shock.


"She wants to marry you" Anwar said sadly.


"Married me? Doesn't she know that I'm your wife, Mas? He can marry a single woman, not a married woman," said Riana shocked and upset.


"But, Mas. I'm your wife. I'm sure you wouldn't be willing to give me to her either, would you?" riana asked while looking at her husband sharply.


"Sir, do you love me?" ask Anwar.


"Sure, I love you," Riana replied quickly.


"Don't you want to make me happy?" ask Anwar again.


"of course. I will do whatever it takes to make Mas Anwar happy" Riana replied.


"For that, please, marry my boss. Mas promise, if Mas has been successful and rich, Mas Will definitely pick you back. We will live happily with abundant wealth" said Anwar with his spirit.


"Mas, Riana really can't believe that Mas Anwar would sell your own wife to another man? I don't want to, Mas. I just want to live with you, be your wife" Riana said in tears.


Riana's tears flow like river water. Riana hoped that all this was just a dream. Riana wanted to wake up immediately and forget this nightmare.


"Riana, if you're not willing, then you'd rather see me die" Anwar said.


"Mas, what are you talking about?" riana asked in shock.


"I'm tired of living poor. Tired of being laughed at by my friends. I can't live as a loser" Anwar said suddenly.


Anwar took the knife from the kitchen. In front of his wife he pointed the knife towards Riana. Riana felt very frightened to see her husband's suddenly changed attitude.


Is he really unhappy living a life of deprivation, or is he unhappy being married and living with me? Inner Riana.


"Mas, what's the knife for, Mas. Return it to its original place" said Riana with a trembling body.


"Calm down, this knife is not for killing you. However, this knife is for killing myself" Anwar said as he looked at Riana.


"Mas, suicide is a sin. God will never forgive the sins of a suicidal person" Riana said, trying to appease Anwar.


"I won't kill myself if you're willing to do what I want. Otherwise, for the rest of your life, you will keep remembering tonight, as your husband's last night. You will continue to feel guilty for my death" Anwar said, threateningly.


Riana remained silent. She had never seen the other side of her husband seen tonight. He's like possessed.


"Do you think I'm lying?" asked Anwar who quickly scratched his hand vein with the knife he was holding.


"Mas Anwar ...."


Blood flowed from Anwar Riana's wrist in shock and panic at the sight of her husband actually committing suicide. Riana shouted with all her might so as to invite the neighbors to come. The residents help Riana take Anwar to the hospital.


Arriving at the hospital, doctors immediately treated Anwar's wounds. Riana's body was still filled with blood from her husband. His heart was broken to pieces by the reality he was facing. It's not a dream, it's not a fantasy.


It was not just her husband lying in the hospital. He is now threatened with divorce. It will even be sold by her own husband to another man.


What destiny am I living in right now? Oh my God, if only ....