When My Wife Is No Longer Spoiled

When My Wife Is No Longer Spoiled
I'm Surrendering, Mom!


Siska pulled her suitcase walking quickly wanting to leave the house immediately. The steps sounded from behind, it seemed Haikal was chasing his wife so as not to leave the house. He did not want to be left behind by Siska.


"Don't go!" Haikal blocked his wife's hand staring expectantly at his wife's beautiful face that became more filled as she got older.


Siska's heart was pounding, only this time did she see another look from a Haikal, usually the man just looked at her with a look of cold, hate and disgust.


But now Haikal looked at him with eyes full of hope, fear, and love in them. However, Siska could not directly fall into Haikal's arms anymore.


"Give me one reason why I should stay in this house, Mas!"


Siska stared into the beautiful eyeballs she usually looked at in love. He saw the handsome face of the husband looked tangled and somber, but did not make Haikal's good looks fade.


"You are my wife and my mother my children! So, you can't leave this house!"


Haikal said with a stern tone. He looked at his wife with hopeful eyes. He was eager to hug Siska at the moment, but could not. From earlier he tried to touch Siska, the woman immediately pushed him.


"I'm your wife! It's true .. But, I'm not the woman you love. I'm just a wife you never expected. I'm the wife you always ignore!"


Siska shook her head weakly. She stared disappointedly at her husband, Haikal is getting scared and upset now. He's a cold guy and you, aren't good at persuading women.


"Sorry, Mas. Let me go for a while to calm down. When I feel calm, I will definitely return. Even though my attitude will change for you!"


Siska brushed off her husband's hand. He pulled back the suitcase, walking with firm steps. Her tears involuntarily shed just like that.


Siska was acting, but her heart really hurt. Her tears are holy, not fake.


"What do I have to do to keep you here?"


Haikal asked in a loud voice. He no longer knows what to do. His mind is dead-end. At the moment he can only hold his wife's departure until Reihan's time back home from school..


Because he was sure that his wife would not be able to leave if Reihan was there.


Siska stopped her steps.


"Tell me you love me, Mom!" pinta Siska made Haikal's body instantly freeze. The handsome man looked at his wife's back with the look of his own eyes.


Haikal could not answer. His heart cried out for love, but logic and prestige shackled his heart.


"Say, Mas. If you love me!" Siska turned her body to look at her husband with hopeful eyes.


The woman wanted her husband to say that. She wants her husband to declare love.


One minute.


Two minutes.


Three minutes.


Four minutes.


Siska smiled bitterly. She stood for five minutes, waiting for her husband to declare love. However, there is no. She just smiled sweetly covering the wound in her heart.


Tests.


Tests.


Crystalline granules came out of Siska's eye pellet. He could not bear the feeling of tightness in the heart. In the end, the disappointment came back to embrace Siska's heart.


Loving someone who does not love us is painful. Wisely, the wise say that one of the characteristics of ignorance is to love those who do not love us.


It feels really painful.


"I-i …"


"No need to answer, Mom. I-I already know the answer!"


Siska interrupted first. The woman laughed sweetly, very funny, right? Lips laugh, eyes cry.


Like Aruma's song "Muak".


"Is it an incurable pain? Not healed yet depressed! Sick .. I'm sick of it!"


This is how Siska feels today. Her love is very big for Haikal, but that love does not make her able to win the heart of her husband.


"Two years we're dating, and nearly eight years of our marriage, Mas. But, I didn't manage to make you love me!"


Siska decided to take out all the uneg-uneg that was in her heart. He could not bear the pain alone.


It was time for Siska to let out all the pain in her heart.


Haikal was silent. The handsome man was unable to speak anymore. His tongue feels ugly.


"I'm tired …"


"After struggling alone …"


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