Wife Considered Mandul
3. Problems From the Other Side

A week later everything went well. Both Samuel and Sarah began to carry out their usual routines. As a doctor he went to the hospital and did his job well without interruption. But the obvious difference from Samuel's figure after that night was that her husband always left early in the morning and went home at midnight. Sarah barely even found Samuel at home on holiday. In the past, they always spent the time alone like dinner and vacation.

Sarah is lonely. She did not find her husband at home. Could Samuel be angry? Did Sarah make the mistake of accidentally offending her husband? If you think about it, not really. Instead, Samuel always broke his heart by saying that Sarah was a woman could not have children.

But Sarah was not afraid. She began sending messages to her husband while working.

"Tomorrow, we'll go see Doctor Adzani... Coincidentally tomorrow he has a practice schedule RS. How's it?"

The message was not answered by Samuel. WhatsApp sign that the man is online. Sarah even had to wait for about seven minutes until then the man replied to her short message. "Tomorrow? Okay!"

And then Samuel is no longer online. Sarah wanted to remind the man not to forget to eat and rest.

Sarah breathed out violently. The memory of his meeting with Samuel ten years ago made him smile. In the past, they accidentally met in a cafe. Sarah was sitting at table number fourteen. He who was young at that time, precisely the second class of High School, cried because his dictatorial father would be angry when he learned the value of UTS plummeted. It's nothing, because the value is so important. His father even had to owe here and there just to pay for his exam fees. And he will certainly be disappointed when he finds out that the child who is predicted will become a doctor in the future is worth dropping.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?" ask Samuel then.

He raised his head and realized that the figure before him was his SMU friend as well. But they are certainly different majors. Sarah's on IPA, and I don't know what this guy's majoring is because Sarah only occasionally sees him pacing the field. "You... Not that..."

The man extended his hand. "I'm Samuel. The class 12 IPS1. You're the smart one from IPA 4, right?"

Uh, this guy knows him?

Sarah slowly shook her big hand and the crow said her name. "Sarah," he didn't mention his class or major at all because the guy knew about it just now.

Without excuse, Samuel sat down in front of him. "Why are you crying alone here? You're not ashamed if anyone sees you?"

And all the stories he felt flowed from his lips. He began to talk about the value of his physics that somehow could plummet, he told me about how dictatorial the father was, and Samuel began to calm Sarah who looked so fragile. That simple.

Their relationship started after a meeting at the cafe that afternoon after school. They secretly always met, until a year PDKT, then Samuel asked Saras to be his lover. Saras, who liked Samuel, immediately accepted the man.

And four years later, after five years of their acquaintance, Samuel asked her to marry him. The application was pronounced by the man when he had graduated from the medical faculty of a renowned university through a scholarship.

"I know this isn't easy. When I get married, I know a lot of trouble is coming. But we have survived for four years. So I don't want to make our relationship go to waste. Marry me, Sarah! I don't know when we'll be together. But I promise I will always make you happy... Will be patient with your attitude, and I will always cherish you without ever hurting you.... Again, marry me, Sarah..."

And Sarah shed her tears. He knew Samuel had just started his career and Sarah had just gotten an offer to work in a hospital. But Sarah believes that everything will be easier when they are together...

And Sarah nodded her head. She was willing to be Samuel's wife because he promised to be respectful, patient, and never hurt Sarah. Three things make Sarah believe that good destiny and a bright future are waiting for her.

But now after five years of marriage, everything feels different. He no longer found Samuel quietly shaking it by embracing it as usual. He no longer found the man kissing her as warmly as before. And Sarah no longer found her husband as passionate as when she looked at him first.

There was only the annoyance that Samuel always showed after work. No matter what happens in the office, Samuel always vents his feelings for Sarah at home. The man promised not to hurt her...

Where's promise?

Sarah smiled softly at the frame displayed within the walls of their house. Then his daydreams ran out when his phone rang loudly. Sarah picked him up right away after thinking Samuel was calling. But the ringing did not come from her husband. Except from his father. Sarah breathed. It's not that he doesn't like his father's call. But this must be about...

"Hello, Nduk. What are?" ask the father, Marjian.

"Again at home, Dad. Mom and Dad, how are you?" ask Sarah politely.

"Our news is good. We just have a little problem" he said.

Sarah straightened her eyes. "The problem? What problems? Mom's fine, right? How's luna?" tanya Sarah mentioned the name of Aluna, her sister who was still sitting in the upper middle bench.

"Lha is the problem. Your sister's on strike at school." said Marjian in an anxious tone.

Sarah frowning. "Why, Dad?"

"Your sister said she didn't have any clothes to attend her friend's birthday tomorrow. Dad said not to come, anyway such an event is not important. But your spoiled sister doesn't even want to go to school. Shame she said, afraid her friends would get mocked..."

Sarah scolded. Aluna is very different as she is at the same age. I don't know why his father was always dictatorial to him and vice versa to Aluna. "How much does the dress cost?"

"One million, he said that three hundred thousand would buy shoes for your brother!"

Sarah breathed out tired. Last week, he even gave away some money for his father's medical treatment at the hospital. And now Sarah has to give him some more money. "Yes, tell Aluna to go to school tomorrow because she's coming to her friend's birthday party. So no need to be embarrassed to be made fun of. I'll transfer the money to Mom's account."

"Gee. Goody! I'll tell Aluna. That child is..."

Some of her father's sentences evaporated in Sarah's ears that were busy thinking about herself. It looks like his savings money has to go down again. Even if to be honest, Sarah rarely buys skincare. While the night cream has run out since two weeks ago. Let it. What matters is that there are no problems in his family.

"Ah yes, Nduk. I need money too..."

Holy hooch!

"This year Dad failed the harvest. The corn is ugly eaten by rats in the fields. So I have to owe Juragan Adang to... You're a doctor, your income must be a lot... Your husband's an office man... So then... Then... It would..."

Sarah kept her phone away from her ear. He then returned to his voice without the need to listen to the long words of the father even though only lead to one goal, ask for money.

"How much does it take?"

"Five million is the same... Kan it... So..."

"Tomorrow Sarah transfer yes, Dad. Everything." break up Sarah. Again without listening to the complaints of the father who certainly will take time to hear it.

I heard a happy tone from his father.

"Eh, Sam's home. It was a long time ago, Dad. Sarah's calling again!" her lie.

Her father thanked her when Sarah hung up the phone call. His shoulders are also down. He wants to rest for a while. His brain is hot to cool.