THORNS IN MARRIAGE
CHAPTER 3 - GIVE YOURSELF TO ME, MY HUSBAND

I can't believe how my husband was so strong on his desire to marry Katliya.

The 28-year-old girl has a face that is not much better and prettier than me. Really not done thinking. Only difference, his body was slim. It's like my body was ten years ago.

I looked at the calendar on the wall. The 15th of October. Only fifteen days left, Bang Irsyad will say the sacred promise of kabul kabul married Katliya. Because he will marry the girl I could have labeled as OLD VIRGIN. Katliya, 28 years old but not married yet.

Hhh... Only this breath that felt so heavy could I throw.

I don't know, can I categorize this as a heavy burden? Or the feeling of tiredness and exhaustion of the soul that whack? I don't know. It feels really stifling the whole body soul.

My body was as light as cotton bouncing from its wrapper at the height of its tree branch. My current weight is about 89 kilograms. A very heavy weight, as heavy as the burden of my life now.

Is it because this body that stretched its weight many times more than when young first? So you are now turning to another girl who is slimmer than me, Bang Irsyad? Just because of my excess weight?

I am suffering from obesity now. More precisely, experiencing excess weight gain since four years ago. It was all the influence of the medicine I was taking because there was a cyst on my ovary.

Since then, my body weight has slowly increased. Drastic peaked to 85 kilos four years ago. And since then anyway, I tried hard to keep this body weight so as not to continue to rise and gain more weight.

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Ten o'clock at night. Bang Irsyad has not yet returned.

I tried calling. But not lifted. Just calling, unwritten ringing.

Kujajal sent him a chat, just one check. Means the phone is off, or indeed deliberately turned off in order to be free and safe from my interference. It seems.

Bangs... Where are you, Bang? Is it having fun with Katliya, the girl I trust taking care of the finances of our business? Is that how you are now, Bang?

I didn't expect, that simple girl was able to lure you to such an extent? Even this morning you told me your heart's desire to get him married.

What's so great about him? What is the charm that can defeat me, body, inside out? What does he have? Which I don't have? I'm really curious, Bang!

Hhh...

I sat on the edge of our big bed. A place where we let go of each other's longing, uniting the passion of love together.

Soft spruce velvet sprai, Bang Irsyad's favorite sprai.

Go home, Bang! Go home!

Even though we don't have children yet, but at least you have me as your wife who has been loyal to you for ten years. Don't you remember our good times, Bang? The days when we still had nothing. The times when we were nothing.

These tears fell slowly dripping down the cheeks.

It was like an endless nightmare.

Wants to get up, get up and run. Hope this isn't the truth. If Bang Irsyad my husband will marry another girl in fifteen days. And that girl of his choice was a former employee of my trust whom I had already considered like my own sister.

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...The beginning of Me and Katliya...

A woman with a tired and confused face was sitting in front of a small hawker stall next to my house four years ago.

His forehead and temples were soaked in sweat. His right hand held tightly to the pink map.

Sometimes he breathed a long breath of the sign of his heart being riled up.

I looked up from the top of her hair to the tip of her foot. She wears a white shirt and a black dress skirt. I guess he must be trying his luck applying for a job.

"She's looking for a job, huh?" ask me with a little intonation I pressed so as not to impress kepo and sound condescending.

The girl nodded while smiling faintly.

"It's been around for four days, but..no results yet, Brother!" he said he started telling stories after sipping his iced tea bag.

Hhh... I let out a breath. Descending to remember that I had also experienced a similar fate.

"Yes. Finding a job is getting harder now, huh? Hhh... It also takes extra energy to connect. I used to be like this sister too! As a result, three years of work in garment factory flue same parts packing container goods. Because I don't have any sewing skills. The luck factor can come into work there."

"O yeah? In which garment factory, brother?"

"At Wanherang. But it's closed now for bankruptcy."

"Hm... Many factories went out of business in these difficult times, huh Brother?"

"Yes. Right. How else, hhh... The oboss now many are bankrupt, falling poor. That's how it is."

We looked at each other. Sighing in unison and compact smile thoughtfully at the world of work today.

"What graduate sister?"

"Vocational SMK, Brother! The work of the dishwasher is okay, the important thing is I can connect life can eat. That's very much I'm grateful for, brother! If there was work at the diner."

"You're the Bookkeeping department?" my many.

"Yes, Brother!"

"Can you please fix my online bookkeeping, right?" I asked again, the more I liked chatting with that simple girl.

"By pleasure, Brother!" the answer. His face was bright. Her smile is beautiful.

"Small online store. But I'm quite troubled tidying up his bookkeeping. Understand, small business. I don't understand accounting. Brother willing to help me? But... I can only pay for free meals in the morning, afternoon, evening. Same transportation. Hehehe...! Brother want to help?"

"certain. I'm very happy. Very kind brother."

"Take my job as a stepping stone. When you have a better job, Adik has the right to say and take another job. How's it?"

"Yes. I want to, Brother! Thank you very much! Thank God, I met a beautiful sister who was kind!"

That was the beginning of my meeting with Katliya, that simple maiden name.

And I'm very pleased, though, it turns out that the simple girl who four years ago I helped and I raised to be an employee of the bookkeeper and cashier at my online store is actually now a WIL (Other Idaman Woman) my own husband.

I was very unpredictable before.

Katliya quit her job a week ago on the grounds that her cousin needed her help guarding the stall because his wife died. Hhh...

Apparently, that's the reason.

It turns out that Bang Irsyad has proposed to her and is ready to marry her on November 1.

Brakes

Kugebrak nightstand by the bed. Even until my wedding picture figura with Bang Irsyad fell and crashed onto the floor.

And prang!!!

The glasses immediately scattered, breaking open all over the floor.

Bang...! Is this the end of our marriage? How you can be to me, my husband!

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