When Love Should Determine
Chapter 68

Their quarrels did not stop there. The next day after driving Zahra to Larissa school back to the construction area of his house to tidy up some of the remaining building materials. That made Hamzah more angry. But Larissa did not care and seemed to close her eyes with the anger of her husband.

If Hamzah hadn't behaved like he did yesterday, Larissa probably wouldn't have done it. But the rice has become porridge. It's all already happened.

Yesterday Larissa did say that she was still hurt by Hamzah's family, but that does not mean she did not want to give what her in-laws asked for. He said like that only to remove the burden in the heart. But unfortunately Hamzah did not understand that. And instead of calming down by being gentle, Hamzah added to the weight of his heart by snapping at him. To make Larissa's heart injury worse.

Actually there is another reason why Larissa hesitated to give the rest of the building materials yesterday. There is a myth that Larissa believes, namely pamali when giving building materials when the work is not finished. And if violated can cause problems in the future. But Larissa is willing to break the taboo if Hamzah wants to be more gentle with her. But unfortunately all of that is just a fantasy.

After finishing her work, Larissa returned home. And his arrival was immediately greeted with Hamzah's anger. "If you don't want to give me the rest of the building materials, that's fine. But don't do it like this. You think my family's gonna take things without my permission?."

"Either! I don't want to accuse. You think for yourself. I'm just securing what I have" Larissa replied with a shoulder. Apparently the heartache that Hamzah had inflicted yesterday made a change in Larissa. Until now he dared to say impolite to her.

Hamzah snorted in annoyance. "You can't be arrogant, Larissa! If yesterday I did not intervene directly in the construction process, then it is impossible for the house to stand now."

Hearing Hamzah's words, Larissa did not accept. "You think at home I'm just sitting there lying down so you say that? Have you forgotten who's been banging for a living all this time? You forget who was trying to get a loan yesterday? It's all me."

For a moment Larissa stopped talking, but soon she resumed her speech. "So if anyone deserves to boast, it's me, not you!."

"Now you think, how hard do you want to step in to help with the housework, without money, will it all happen?."

Larissa's breath was roaring loudly, her eyes were rounded wide. Cold sweat poured from his forehead. Even his neck veins were clearly visible when he let out all his anger.

Yes, that day Larissa's anger exploded. All the heart wounds that he has been suffering all this time he revealed all. And last night was the culmination of all his anger.

All this time Larissa had been patient enough in the face of all Hamzah's treatment on her. He also kept silent and accepted all the accusations and mistreatment of Hamzah's family. But not anymore. He does not want to be constantly blamed and be the one who is hurt.

Larissa does not blame if Hamzah wants to do good to his family, because it has become the duty of a child to his parents. But before that, should not he consider his wife's feelings first. Especially now that Hamzah himself has a family.

Hamzah said indirectly, that thanks to him their home can stand now. He forgot that behind it all Larissa is more meritorious. Because all this time he was the one who worked hard to slam the bones to collect the rupiah coffers. Hamzah is just helping. So it is only natural that Larissa was angry and did not accept the words of her husband earlier.

Hearing all of Larissa's questions, Hamzah just kept silent. He could not answer any of his wife's questions, because what he said was true.

Larissa's tears broke as she vented all the emotions she had been craving. She does not want to be a bad wife to her husband. But indirectly Hamzah forced him to do that.

After being content to vent all emotions, Larissa chose to leave the house for a moment to calm down. He did not care that his sales had been arranged neatly.

Hamzah stared at Larissa's departure with no intention of preventing her. Maybe then he also wanted to calm down first. Especially at that time they were both burning with emotion. But there was one thing he did not realize, which was the result of their quarrel today.

Yes, because of their quarrel today, slowly the feeling of love in Larissa's heart for her had disappeared.

Larissa purposely covered her face with a veil. So that the face is not visible to others. He did not want people to gossip about himself again because he saw the condition of his face at that time. Although it can not be denied if the teardrops still continue to flow on her beautiful face.

Larissa went looking for a quiet place to calm down. And the choice fell on a place by the beach. Where there is a small hut that is comfortable enough to rest for a moment.

Larissa sat glued to the edge of the hut. Eyes staring at the sea. And a cold gust of wind was able to drown Larissa in the imagination.

Larissa's mind was bright. Trying to re-digest what happened. And his memory goes back to the good times they spent together.

But all that happiness is gone. Since the miscarriage that Larissa experienced, since then the attitude of Hamzah changed. I don't know what made the change in him. Because until now Larissa did not know what caused it.

Larissa missed those happy moments. She didn't know if she missed the same thing. He only hopes that one day there will be a miracle that can make them happy again.

*Have you ever thought about this heart wound

You stabbed with grief and grief

Inflammation will not be treated

When it was old

I'm like your angel

You wooed me and you bought me dear

Even though our lives were short

But now it is gone

Canda ria is with you

Your sweet smile is heart-cooling

Has perished......

Lost with the old shack

Change the magnificent palace

Change your attitude

You've dumped me

Wage you with a worn mat

As a witness to poverty

Happiness is only yours

I was miserable on my side

My sweat also water the growth of your palace*.....