Tired of Loving you
Excused!

This warm and sunny morning still feels cold and cloudy for Shaka who is still silenced by his wife. Because, after the dawn prayer, Rania busied herself to take care of all the housework. From sweeping, mopping, cooking and washing clothes.

It makes Shaka restless, according to him Rania deliberately avoids himself from the debate. In fact, Rania did that because she did need time to reflect and introspection. Of course this is needed in the household, so that married couples can understand each other, understand each other's shortcomings, and avoid great debate.

At exactly eight in the morning, Rania had finished her homework. He cleaned himself and changed his clothes. Rania intends to visit the boutique located in the new branch.

Shaka frowned at the appearance of his wife who was so dazzling. By wearing a soft purple colored robe patterned with small flowers of various colors, combined with a plain rectangular hijab of the same color. Simple, but so charming. Moreover, plus the polish of natural makeup and lipstick color nude, perfect.

"It's pretty, where are you going?" the actual Shaka Goda is coco-elemental.

"You're looking for a handsome bachelor. Wanna come?" answer Rania. Of course, Rania's answer pecked the flames of jealousy in Shaka's heart.

"What do you want? I've apologized many times and explained what happened without any lies, Nia!" sentak Shaka who has run out of sense in breaking the heart of the wife.

"Want me? I want you to be quiet enough, don't approach me until my emotions subside. Not without reason, I don't want you to meet me while I'm fighting the ego and incitement of shatan that keeps floating in my mind and whispering in my heart. Suffice you to be silent, and after my anger has subsided I will come to you. Maybe it's better than us fighting each other's mouths which at the end will add to the increasingly complicated problem. You certainly understand what I mean, don't you?" rania is full of emphasis.

Jamb.

"Today you are now, Nia. In fact, I'm too far away from you now." Shaka's mind was sore.

"I'm sorry, I've been stirred up again, again" Shaka laughed at her childish self.

"I'm really jealous to see you coming out with such a beautiful makeup like this, honey. You're so perfect for me who doesn't know anything, obviously I'm afraid you're smitten by a man who's much better than me. I need you in a situation like this, too. Pressed here and there like I have no sense of heart and self-worth. Please, understand me who is currently maintaining our household to remain lasting until we age later." Shaka sighed and rubbed his face violently. Looks messy and frustrated, that's Rania's judgment.

"By inviting women who are not muhrim and have friendly scenes, is that what the phrase defending the household means?" telak Rania's.

"It's out of control, Rania. How else do you have to believe it?" Shaka who could not stand it immediately brought his body to the wall and banged his head many times there. This surprised Rania. With a quick step, Rania held back the head that was already reddened to be buried into her chest.

"Don't hurt your body, for God will be angry. You are an almost old adult. Logically, a madman is not necessarily willing to hurt himself." said Rania with a sarcastic tone, then brought Shaka to sit on the long sofa in the TV room.

Rania took a basin, a small towel, and warm water to compress the bruises on her husband's forehead.

"If you continue like this in dealing with problems, I will long be uncomfortable with you. You are the leader, the priest in the household. You should be able to take your mother on the road to the heaven of God. Not even jedotin head to the rich wall earlier. You want me and your son to follow your way of dealing with problems, huh?" said Rania, no matter Shaka who grimaces in pain because at this time Rania put a little pressure in the compress.

"I'm sorry, I was wrong. I just follow my thoughts, and I realize it's not really me. I don't know why," Shaka caught a flickering fingers painstakingly compressing his wound, then kissed it affectionately.

"Baby time?" rania's mind was confused. He knows, Shaka doesn't spread this bar. Shaka has a calm and mature character. But, what was that? Self-harm is not Shaka, Rania thought.

"Hah. I forgive you, but there's punishment, dong." Rania grinning the horse. I don't know which wind makes her heart so eager to prank her husband.

"No problem, whatever you forgive me. Tell me, what's the punishment?" shaka asked impatiently.

Deg.

"Darling, are you serious? Five months is not a short time. You definitely won't hold it," decak Shaka was upset.

Plaque!

"Hey, you're the one I punish why am I being bullied? Or maybe you're happy to get that punishment?" Rania narrowed her eyes. He put a small towel into the basin and then ruffled his waist in front of Shaka, even though he was both sitting.

"Where is it like that? I certainly can't stand it, but you will miss my touch, too" Shaka said and laughed amusedly at Rania's expression that looked regretful of her decision.

Seeing his wife misbehave made Shaka unable to stand it. He hugged the beautiful woman in front of him and kissed her red lips.

"This is to remove Aina's kiss marks,"

Cup.

Shaka again kissed the strawberry-scented lips.

"This is for my apology,"

Cup.

"This is for my great love for you,"

Cup.

"This is for the appeal, so that the punishment will not be enforced" said Shaka then rubbed the lips gently. Which woman can stand the sweet attitude of a husband like this? Can you imagine how Rania looks like today? Red as ripe tomatoes, reader!

"You're good at seducing, how can I not forgive you. I, Queen Rania Pradikta, forgive all the mistakes of Shaka Putra Pradikta with all my heart." said Rania in a spoiled tone.

"Thank you, my Queen. I promise, in the future will no longer meet women without a third person," Shaka said with tears in his eyes.

"Hey, the future father can't be whiny" whispered Rania, then directed Shaka's hand to her still flat stomach.

"What do you mean, honey?"

Hi, is there anything I miss?