Tired of Loving you
Talak Plan

"Darling, what are you cooking? It smelled so good," Shaka hugged Rania from behind, then kissed Rania's head that was so intoxicating.

"Shrimp fried noodle cooking, Mas. How's Aina?" rania asked, staying focused with the cuisine in front of her.

"Udah, justin. I want you to be the cool one,"

Aina witnessed for herself how romanticized the couple was. He felt envious, angry, and jealous all at once becoming one.

Aina took the initiative to approach Rania and Shaka.

"Hit ..." Aina cleared her throat, while folding her hands on her chest.

"Ah, Doctor. What's up?" Rania immediately took off Shaka's two hands that were coiling pretty on her stomach.

"Emmm ... Miss, may I ask you something?"

"What's that?" rania asked, while drinking the pregnant milk that her husband had just made.

"Mas Shaka is also my husband. Then, allow me to sleep with Mas Shaka tonight,"

Uhuk! Uhuk!

Rania chokes until the water she just drank comes out of her nose. Shaka immediately took action by patting Rania on the shoulder while giving her a gentle massage there.

"What are you talking about, Aina?!" shaka jolt, his face flushed red with such great anger.

"I'm just asking for my rights, Mom. From the moment we got married until now, you have never taken me to sleep next to you" Aina protested, without the slightest guilt.

"Dream, you," Shaka continued massaging Rania's shoulders which still felt hot on her chest.

"You are outrageous, Mas. You are not fair!" exclaiming Aina.

Rania exhaled a rough breath. Still not expecting Aina. He's a doctor, but he doesn't have any empathy for people who need him.

"Mas, sleep with Aina tonight. Make him satisfied." Rania stepped away after finishing pouring her cooking onto the plate.

"Darling!" Shaka is after Rania. Fear of her pregnancy is disturbed by Aina's actions.

Rania was sitting on the balcony of her room, staring blankly at the lush vegetation at the end. He misses his mother very much. His heart that was injured, needed a tranquilizing figure that he could make a place to complain. Leaning place when no longer able to stand.

Her tears will no longer remain silent. They dove freely into the tapered cheeks of the wounded woman. I don't know when this will all be over. Undeniably, this time he was very tired. Tired of facing endless trials, tired of maintaining the love he believes is true love, tired of everything that befalls him today.

"Nrank ...! I want to rest, O God!" pekik Rania, hoping for the burden in her heart to lessen slightly after jerking nature.

From behind, Shaka also felt what Rania was feeling right now. The handsome man approached his wife, then hugged her tightly.

"Say, what should I do to get your pain treated? Tell me, what means can atone for my sins? Say, Honey. I can't stand to see you like this" isak Shaka in the middle of his arms.

"No, Mas. I should have been stronger. But for some reason, my heart could not bear the burden. I'm too whiny, Mas. It's definitely not me." Rania further buried her head into the husband's chest. It is not willing to imagine her husband sleeping with another woman.

"I don't want to be selfish, Mom. I will sin if I want to continue sleeping beside you, while in another room there are women who also want your presence. Tonight, please sleep with Aina. I beg you," said Rania, holding a terrible throbbing in the recesses of her heart.

"No, Honey. Better, I'm mentally now than having to sleep with him" Shaka said.

"But what about Mama, Mama? I'm afraid Mama thought I was the one who told you to drop your talaq on Aina,"

"I don't care. I have a wife and children to protect. It doesn't matter if Mama is against it or Papa is against it. I'll still be the first one standing at the vanguard to protect you and our baby-to-be, honey. Let me drop the talaq on him, tonight." Shaka kissed the top of Rania's head, then dropped to her lips.

"Trust me, marrying Aina was the biggest mistake of my life. This marriage hurts the people I care about. This is not a polygamy that God desires,"

"Do what you think is good, Mom. At least-"

Ting! Ting!

Shaka's phone rings.

"..."

"Yes, I'm alone" Shaka replied.

"..."

"What!".