
Time passed, until the age of marriage Aska and Amara had walked five months.During five months that also Aska had not touched the body Amara at all.
As long as the man just went home to sleep and eat, the rest of him would spend a lot of time out there with Davina. Well, Aska and Davina's relationship is getting closer without any certainty from Aska himself.
There was nothing special about her wedding, it really felt bland and empty that was what Amara and Aska felt.
In terms of material Aska is the husband who is responsible because it is never too late to give Amara shopping money every month.
Although Aska gives material living to Amara. However, as a wife of inner living also she needs.Parent, touch and pamper all that is very much expected.
Amara never asked for or demanded her rights as a wife. He could only try to understand and be patient over Aska's cold and indifferent attitude towards him.
Even so, Amara who initially did not love Aska, is now trying to learn to love the man who married her. The woman hoped that someday there would be a miracle that would make her husband change.
While Marta day by day has improved, but Marta for everywhere can only use a wheelchair.
All this time Marta thought that the relationship between Aska and Amara was going well because Aska was always sweet in front of her, as if their household looked harmonious.
Aska will only touch and smile sweetly at Amara when there is only his mother.It was only limited to handrails.The man did not want his mother to know that his marriage with Amara was only limited to debt redemption only.
Today because he was very tired of being at home and had not gone out for a long time, Marta also invited Amara, her daughter-in-law, to go shopping to the Mall.
Amara happily agreed to the invitation of her mother-in-law, because she herself during marriage never went out of the house to make herself bored and bored.
With in between by Dimas, they also arrived at one of the malls in the city center.
But after being in the mall for about an hour, Amara suddenly caught a familiar figure for him.
Both Amara's eyes sparkled with a distant look of laughter.He tried to observe the figure and immediately he was shocked by the figure who was none other than her own husband.
With her own eyes, Amara saw her husband being affectionate with another woman.
Both Amara's eyes began to glaze over, his heart as in crumbs and his heart as if rained with thousands of arrows.
Again the pain hit his chest when he saw the woman wriggling spoiled in his arm like an ape.
At this time Amara can only hold back her tears that have been pooled in the eye pelup.But did not feel the tears were dripping, Amara immediately wiped it because she did not want if the mother-in-law knew it.
Amara pushed back her mother-in-law's wheelchair, so she decided to go home.
Day turns night, lately Aska always comes home at night. As a wife, it was like Amara wanted to ask why her husband always came home at night.But what is the power, her mouth could not say when in front of Aska.
"Where's mom, is she sleeping?" ask Aska, the question is familiar to Amara's ears.
"After taking the medicine, I went to bed!" answer Amara.
"Oh,"
As usual, Aska told Amara to prepare warm water and dinner.
After the shower and dinner, Aska sat back in the living room with her gaze turned to the laptop screen.
Amara who was cleaning the dining table, from earlier kept looking at her husband.His mind kept ringing about what she saw last afternoon.
Amara put back the dirty dishes that she held.The woman then stepped closer to Aska who was sitting in the middle room.
Amara stood right next to Aska clenching her hands and looking at Aska with a disappointed look.It felt like Amara was intimidating her husband but at once her tongue felt stiff.
"What's? why are you suddenly looking at me like that? you weird lady!" aska said casually like a person who has no guilt.
"Do you want me to make you a cup of coffee?" tawar Amara's.
"Yes can!" aska.
Amara stepped up with a shunt towards the kitchen to make Aska a cup of coffee.
In the kitchen Amara exhaled his long breath, not feeling out of the water from the eyes.
"Stupid, I'm so stupid and weak! why does my tongue feel stiff in front of him!" lirih Amara wiped away the tears.
"This is the coffee, sir.." said Amara.
"Put it on the table!" tell Aska his gaze is still focused on the laptop screen.
Don't look at Amara, just glancing at him isn't.
Without further ado Amara again chose backward.
Aska stared at the black coffee on the table right next to her laptop. I don't know how long he has not enjoyed a cup of black coffee.Aska then sip his coffee.