You Relieve Me to Take Off
Ch12: Husband Attention

Exactly at half-time seven nights. Ali just got back from the office. He opened the main door, coincidentally the door was unlocked.

Or indeed the occupants of the house were careless. The door was wide open, but the girl sitting on the sofa, rubbing her face, with the tissue was unaware of her presence.

Ali who was staring down, slowly raised his head when he heard the sound of people sobbing.

“Aina!” call him.

The crying wife was staring at him from a distance.

The man quickly ran to his wife.

“Why are you crying?” his question wiped Wan Aina's tears.

Wan Aina looked up. What happened to her husband, why the sudden attention. During the marriage, her husband did not care about her. Remembering that, he turned back.

Seeing his wife just quiet while sobbing. Ali thought. Maybe he should apply Meisya's advice. A few weeks ago.

“Aina you why?” his question included the face of his wife, who made his gaze meet with Wan Aina's bead.

Wan Aina bellowed, avoiding looking at her husband.

“I'm good. What is not good is the neighbor's mouth. Always humbling me ..hiks!” shoot Wan Aina with a whim.

The man's lips clenched tightly, digesting the words of Wan Aina.

“Degrading you?” The man repeated Wan Aina's words back.

Folded forehead. Could his wife have gotten unpleasant treatment from her complex neighbors.

“Yes, every time I shop ..hiks! Mothers instantly whispered!” obviously Wan Aina poked her nose with a tissue.

“Positive thinking, maybe the mothers are not talking about you!” his words were so that his wife would not be sad, for things that were not true.

“You don't know hiks .. When I buy vegetables they whisper but can be heard! The language of the doer, the punishment seizes the husband of the man. Procurer. So much, why talk like that when I'm there? And as I went, they laughed together, as if cheering! Is it because I'm second?”

Ali was stunned by the words that came out of the mouth of his young wife, his hands clenched. There was a sense of anger implied from the radiance of his eyes. He did not think, why the mothers of the complex so long, with his wife.

However Wan Aina was young, her emotions were still explosive. Unlike Meisya who might be more flexible to face, things like this in a relaxed way.

“Now Mas asked, are you a actor?” tanya Ali, who's getting a headband.

“Aina feels no ..if Aina, the seductress woman?”

Wan Aina shook her head faster.

Ali nodded small. “Keep why Aina is angry, right Aina is not one of the mentioned mothers of the complex!”

His young wife fell down upon hearing his words.

“Aina, listen to Mas! Someone's opinion of us, we can't control. So you can't focus on things you can't control.”

“Because it will enslave you! Like right now, you're crying just because of someone's words. Though not necessarily them, gossiping you. If so, what is it. Can you lower your status as a woman? Won't you?” he was trying to make Wan Aina calm. And hope in the future Wan Aina can be more relaxed, when facing complex mothers.

“But hard!” it was Wan Aina who made Ali shake his head.

“Slow down, let's learn together! I also have not been able to fully implement this in my daily life!” his ideal was to embrace his wife, so as not to be inferior.

“You've eaten?” he asked, glancing at the floor, some tissues scattered everywhere. That means the wife was crying for a long time.

“I'm not hungry,” replied Wan Aina on the sidelines.

Ali got up from his seat, walked towards the kitchen.

***

Wan Aina could only stare from a distance at what her husband was doing. The man rolled up the sleeves of the shirt to the elbow. Then put on an apron and open the refrigerator.

'What's wrong with him, he suddenly became a standby husband!' inner Wan Aina smiled.

Forgetting the gossip of complex mothers.

“Harum once!” wan Aina Gumam Slowly. Smelled the aroma of her husband's cooking.

He did not realize that Ali was standing next to him. Carry a plate and a glass of water.

“Can slide?” Without being asked for the second time, Wan Aina shifted her seat.

The man put the glass to the table first. “Eat!” Ali thrust the plate towards Wan Aina.

The girl did not immediately accept, it feels prestige if remembering earlier she said she did not want to eat.

But when the plate is presented directly, receive.

“I'm not hungry.”

Really the man knows, if Wan Aina prestige. Receiving his homemade food.

He let out a heavy sigh, cutting the omlet with a spoon. “Open your mouth, I think you need to refuel, because you cried!”

Hearing Ali's taunts, the girl closed her mouth shut.

“Open!” tell Ali to mean it.

But get the head.

“Quick open...” Holding Wan Aina's chin with one hand.

The girl kept shaking.

“Drug I said no lap—“ Wan Aina glared as her husband managed to stuff the omlet, into her mouth as she spoke.

“Company!” ali says. “How many hours have you been crying?” his ridicule, made Wan Aina pierce her lips.

“After eating, clean the tissues strewn on the floor!” his orders taught the wife not to be slovenly.

Wan Aina nodded slowly.

“Omlet is good, soft!” cerocos Wan Aina after a few mouthfuls.

“Live the grind alone is delicious, cook some dishes. Eating something that nyuapi” cynical, making Wan Aina stop chewing.

Apparently the girl was easily offended.

“Let's open your mouth again. This is one. After that we worship!” Poking the spoon in front of Wan Aina's mouth.

But unfortunately his wife shakes unwillingly.

“Open your mouth Aina!” firmly Ali. But the girl who became his wife was unmoved.

Ali looks upset about Wan Aina's childish nature. The man stood up from his seat while eating the omelet that remained one bribe.

'Basin boy, don't want the last mouthful. Wherever you have been!' he put the plate to the table.

“Put the plate into the sink, I want to shower first!” Snatched his briefcase that was placed on the table.

After putting the dishes into the sink, Wan Aina decided to follow her husband upstairs.

The girl opened the door of the room, she saw, the man whose status was her husband was removing the tie.

“Aina prepare the water huh Mas?” wan Aina opened the bathroom door. But before he actually went into the bathroom. Ali's voice, made an utter disarm of his intentions.

“No need, I can do it myself!” Unbutton his shirt.

“Ya let me help you, release the buttons!”

“No need Aina, I can do it myself!” the answer is still the same from Ali, making Wan Aina's chest tight.

“WHY?”

TBC...