
The couple sat on the living room couch, accompanied by a lighted television and a laptop that was in the lap of the husband.
“Open your mouth!” the wife was ready to put a mouthful of rice into Ali's mouth.
Ali also turned his gaze from the laptop screen, to the spoon that had been airing beside him. The man had received the third bribe from Meisya's hand.
“Take the food, the last few days you've been too busy. Just staring at the laptop screen!” Meisya nagged while scooping the rice and side dishes, then feed the food back into Ali's mouth.
“There is wisdom behind the busyness lately!” Ali chimed in his wife's words, with a smile, stroking Meisya's head.
“What wisdom, how busy you do not have time to eat.” The wife, seems not to like if the husband until late to eat.
Of course Meisya was worried, because Ali had ulcer disease.
Late eating only, may magg recurrence.
“This is the custom of Mahbub Ali's wife! Who can not be aware, with positive things around.” Anxious Ali pinched that tapered cheek.
Make Meisya hit Ali's arm slowly,
Ali laughed crisply due to Meisya's annoyed expression.
“Listen yes wife, positive things or wisdom behind my busyness. Got your attention, well like this afternoon. Mahbub Ali was fed by his wife, which favor of my Lord I deny.” Ali chuckled at the end of the sentence.
“Oh .. So, if you are not busy. I'm not paying attention,?” tanya Meisya squinted at Ali's bead.
The man just shook his head, looking at the wife's antagonist expression. The contrast with Meisya's shady face.
“Not that I often bribe you to eat!” meisya Protest.
Seems to still not accept. With the words of Ali.
After a small debate during the day, it is time for couples who have a one-year age difference, are in the room.
“Bib, you are not too stiff when with Aina!” said Meisya massaging Ali's legs.
Makes Ali take a long breath. Of course Meisya knows. If Ali doesn't want to talk about Wan Aina when they're together.
But as a wife, Meisya must remind the responsibilities of a husband.
Apart from his painful heart.
“Whatever his age is younger than you, as a husband you should protect. Now that she's your wife Bib, get along well with her. Don't get too cold, you're not a two-door refrigerator!” meisya said ended with a joke, so that Ali did not feel pressured or cornered.
The man went silent, remembering the incident a few weeks ago. Precisely when he drove Wan Aina home, after eating together at the main house.
At that time, he said, to Wan Aina. If she's going to be with Meisya tonight.
Unexpectedly the expression of the 21-year-old girl instantly dimmed. It looked so heavy to let go at the time.
Even if he has told. That makes Tin, will accompany Wan Aina during her stay with Meisya.
Apparently it was not able to change the expression of the 21-year-old girl to be relieved.
Ali rolled her eyes. Hearing Meisya's suggestion.
Does his wife not have the slightest jealousy?
“Are you not jealous? Can't you not love me anymore? A woman can keep a secret for 40 years, but she will not be able to hide her jealousy for a while. But you? Why have you been around, since we first got married. I never felt envied by you,” Ali explained astonished. Settled in the black bead Meisya.
Meisya is typical of women who look indifferent, does not mean a stupid period with what her husband does outside.
But Meisya is only trying to control what can be controlled.
“Bib remember the control dichotomy is not?” meisya asked who was answered nod by Ali.
“Well I also apply that, in this relationship of ours. First the behavior, this is in our complete control. Like this time for example, I choose not to directly express my emotions to you. Because you are more focused on work. If I could be honest, I want to have a holiday like this have fun with you, get spoiled, it's a woman's nature! But as a wife, I must also know you. I don't see you as just a husband, but I also have to see you as an office employee. Where you also have responsibilities in it!” The long explanation was able to make Ali close his mouth tightly. The man who was leaning on the head of the bed was stunned by his wife's long explanation.
“I also tried to control my interpretation, this happened. Two years ago, I found yourself with another woman in a cafe. I didn't come straight to you even though I was so jealous, seeing you talking to women. Why don't I get angry, gedor-gedor mej 'cause I choose to ask myself. Why is my husband with a woman I don't know?”
“There are two possibilities the first may be a client, or a co-worker whom I do not know. Or both infidelity! I kept asking myself, if that's true cheating. What caused you to cheat? Less attention? Or indeed you are bored with me.”
“To whom is the woman?” ask Meisya teasingly.
Ali had told him how many years ago.
“Client, when I cheated. Not very!” cynical Ali.
Meisya laughed hearing that. Before saying anything.
“One thing you should know, before I turn you on, I first find out, what's wrong with me. That's what you should know!”
“It's a shame that this makes you feel ..if I'm never jealous! Though bueh ... my heart rumbles to vapourize everything. But I hold for the good of our relationship,” obviously Meisya able to make Ali smile amazed.
Meisya was rarely jealous for five years.
“In conclusion, as a couple we must put trust in each other. That is the meaning of believing, not directly judging, but trying to understand the situation.”
Ali covered Meisya's face, the man swayed his palms which made Meisya's head shake.
There is a sense of pride in having a wife like Meisya, a woman who would understand. Maybe this is why Ali loves Meisya so much.
Because his first wife was very understanding.
“Whose wife is this?” tanya Ali teases his wife like a baby boy, who his mother asks after a bath.
“Astagfirullah hal adzim! You forgot your own wife!” pekik Meisya put on a sullen face. Makes Ali gape wide.
“Janda times!” said Ali pulled Meisya's shoulder, to be hugged.
“Of course his wife Mahbub Ali Al-Rasyid ! Just call Habib, means lover!” sahut Meisya who is in the arms.
“If not recognized ..wah severe!” he added again that made Ali smother his mouth.
“Hush!”
“Wife!” call slowly.
“Hem!” Raising the head, with the position of the hands that are wrapped around the waist of his partner.
“I miss you!” Meisya knew very well, if Ali said such a sentence just now. It was a code, for Meisya to perform her duties as a wife.
TBC...
Sorry, the story is not so good....