The Perfect Life
Episode 6

Naziya was compressing his hands when Zain entered the room after returning from work. He glanced at the clock on the wall, time was ten o'clock at night. Usually the time to go home is eleven o'clock at night. The jams and stacks of cases that must be dealt with are the reason.

“Why are your hands?” zain asked gently while taking the compress that was in his wife's hands.

“Tadi mornings,” Naziya replied short. He no longer wants to mention the problems that always make him hurt and remind himself that his life is not perfect.

Zain gently rubbed the bruised hand. “I'm sorry, baby,” he said gently while kissing his wife's forehead.

Naziya took a deep breath. “This time I'm sorry, but next time not!” naziya was slow but stressful.

Zain smiled. “I promise, baby. But you also have to promise not to challenge me, okay?”

Naziya nodded, but inwardly determined not to remain silent again if Zain did that again. This is his last chance.

Zain smiled with relief. “Yes already, I want to take a shower first,” said Zain then stood up and headed to the bathroom.

Naziya stared at her husband's departure until he entered the bathroom and then turned to his bruised hand. For a moment, his mind floated. Lately her husband has always shown an emotional attitude. He is always angry and quick to offend even for trivial things. Naziya tried to spell out his memory of what he had done lately. Who knows if he has made a mistake but he is not aware of it.

No matter how strong the Nazis felt to twist her memory, she found absolutely no reproach that made her husband have to be angry like that. Zain is a loving man although sometimes likes to say harsh words when angry. He is not a bad guy who likes to hit. Let alone women, men never feel. At least that's what the Nazis believed for five years married Zain.

The Nazis took a breath. He again tries to convince himself that Zain is a good man as he used to be. Maybe the changes that occur are only a result of a lot of work pressure. He understood, being a lawyer is not easy. Many cases that must be handled sometimes it is often stressful.

Zain came out of the bathroom along with the smell of lemon-scented soap that immediately came out. His face looks fresh.

Naziya immediately stood up to get clothes for her husband.

"Naya is asleep?” zain asked while wearing the clothes his wife had just given him.

“Already.”

“Look a minute, kangen because I did not see him one day,” said Zain. He kissed the Nazis and then passed.

Naziya looked at her husband's back and disappeared from behind the door. Again the breath was heard. Zain loved Naya. The Nazis could tell that Zain was the best father. His love cannot be doubted. Even Naziya had to admit that Naya was closer to her father than she was. How could he possibly separate father and son. Naziya. His head feels heavy.

The Nazis laid her body on the bed. While waiting for Zain, he picked up his phone and opened the sosmed. Nothing interesting. He then moved to a search engine and typed the word 'KDRT'.

There are many articles that discuss the issue of DPRT. Holding his breath, Naziya clicked on one of the articles. During reading, the Nazis often throw their breath. Everything the article said was the same as what it was going through.

The perpetrator who has done the KDRT, will initially apologize. Sometimes they even cry to the point of prostrating to convince the victim that they are truly sorry. They also become more affection and attention that makes the victim become frustrated. However, the violence happened again. Then it goes back to the beginning, apologizes - and then repeats itself. KDRT is a disease that must be treated. It cannot be allowed continuously because it will have a bad impact on the victim. Many cases of KDRT led to the death of the victim.

The victim must dare to speak and the person who tells must also be able to respond. The case of KDRT is no longer just a household affair. However, it has become a state affair because there are already laws governing the DPRT.

Naziya stared at the ceiling. Trying to neutralize his heart that was back in ruins. Then he continued reading the unfinished article.

Could Zain be cheating? Not likely. Naziya was convinced that it was an impossible thing for Zain to do. She tried to be a good wife and did everything to make her husband happy.

After all, if Zain was cheating, he would have rarely come home and more clearly, he would have rarely had an *** relationship ****. Inner Naziya.

And none of that happened to Zain. He was always at home every day and the issue of**** was also not changed. Naziya tried to convince herself that her husband was still loyal and would not do the things she had just thought of.

No matter how much the Nazis tried to deny his feelings, he did not actually feel calm. Naziya tried to close his eyes. However, the urge to find out about the truth of his prejudice continues to undermine. She then put her phone on the nightstand, then got up and looked for her husband's cell phone. That's one way to let him know everything.

The Nazis combed through all the places her husband might have used to put his cell phone down. However, all is nil. The Nazis did not find the flat object in the room at all. Why also if there is nothing the phone should be brought. He went to Naya's room. Suddenly the Nazi hands went cold. A shadow of evil flashed in his mind. Is her husband cheating? Just imagine how the Nazis couldn't. What will be the response of people who already think they are a romantic and happy couple?

The naziya bit his fingers. I can't imagine anything bad will happen again. Naziya took a deep breath three times. Before long, we heard footsteps. The Nazis rushed to the bed.

Naziya smiled faintly as Zain entered the room. Zain placed his phone on a bedside nightstand and laid down his body. He turned his body to face Naziya and raised his head slightly and then kissed his wife's forehead. “Good night, baby,” he said then put his body back on. And not how long even a subtle snoring was heard. A sign that Zain has sailed to dreamland.

After confirming that Zain had fallen asleep, Naziya moved slowly to get out of bed. He glanced at Zain's phone. At first he doubted. However, the urge to know the truth of her conjecture left her unable to resist opening her husband's cell phone.

Naziya's chest was pounding erratically. On the one hand he hopes that what he is worried about does not happen. However, if it happened, he did not know how devastated he felt.

Naziya stared at the flat object that was already within his grasp. No matter what happens, he needs to know the truth. He didn't want to go crazy himself for guessing something that was only in his head.

To open Zain's phone, you need a password. The Nazis tried to enter their marriage dates but failed. His date of birth and Zain also failed. Last time he entered Naya's date of birth and it worked!

His hands trembled as he began to point his fingers at the conversation app. Seen a name ‘Mother Notary’ is at the top of the list. She was the last person to talk to her husband. Strangely, however, none of the conversations were in their conversation columns. That meant, Zain instantly deleted their chat history.

The Nazi heart was getting less and less. By deleting such a chat, it meant that there was something he was trying to hide. And one more thing, Naziya was sure that the name pinned by Zain was not a notary.

Naziya understood that lawyers and notaries did have a connection in the work but surprisingly, why Zain did not pin the real name of the person if there was nothing. However, the Nazis had to remain calm and could not act rashly before obtaining valid evidence.

Not getting what he was looking for, Naziya finally stopped. However, just as he wanted to put it down, Zain's phone shook. Indicates that a message has come in. Naziya checked it out.

Hmmm.. He said he was going to sleep, still online. You dare lie to me, my dear lawyer.

When reading that message. The Nazi world collapsed. His hands are trembling. Almost the phone he was holding fell. Tight chest. It turned out that the husband who had been trusted had another woman outside. She was not the only woman she had believed in all this time. The Nazis tried to control their emotions. He must reply to the message so that the sender does not suspect.

It's going to sleep, baby. You're sleeping now, too, yeah. Good nights.

Good night too, baby.

Naziya almost slammed the phone after the message was sent. He's so sick of it. It was like he was vomiting to see the message he had just read and sent it to that selfless woman. The Nazis gasped as Zain moved. He quickly deleted the message so that Zain would not be suspicious. After that, she immediately went back to lying on her husband's side.

Naziya stared at the ceiling with a blank look. Her tears slowly dripped from between her eyes.