YOUR LOVE IS DISAPPEARING
Chapter 5

Today I invite my wife to eat her favorite vegetable dish, sometimes it's okay, but she also has money from picking red chili yesterday. Mayang always obey my words, yes I know Karen she does not want to lose the paradise that is on me.

Later at ten I will take him to the hospital for examination and continuation of the operation, today also the car will reach home. My brain thinks what if I'm here, and nobody's home. Oh, mum.

I'm sure you can definitely take care of Mayang for this heart, good after taking my wife to the hospital I can go straight home and ask mom to take care of Mayang temporarily. However, I am the one who benefits here.

For a moment I talked to my wife at the diner about her going to the operation, but my wife rejected many of the excuses that were made. But if you know me, persuade my deathly appeal finally makes Mayang nod in agreement.

Did I say I'm an expert at seducing, I'm pretty sure the girls will come after me.

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Mayang is now in the IGD room waiting for all data collection. I'm nervous because we've been here for an hour but my wife hasn't been moved to the inpatient room. I'm not worried about my wife, but I'm worried because the showroom has called a few times and I'm still here, what if I postpone delivery tomorrow. I can't wait anymore.

Thank God my wife's name is called. I hurried to meet the male nurse who was now next to Mayang's wheelchair.

”Dek, must be strong. Remember Ali still needs you," this powerful weapon to make Mayang always succumb and obey what I want.

My wife just nodded expressionlessly, her face was covered and under her eyes was a little blackened, maybe she was sleep deprived. Because last night I faintly saw Mayang long enough to be in the prayer rug, I don't know what my wife is praying for, hopefully he prayed for me, I mean pray for us to get rich quick.

Mayang's wheelchair was pushed by nurses to the inpatient room, while the nurse said she had to have enough blood and power to continue the operation. Hopefully tomorrow we can have surgery soon.

In this room there are only two people, my wife and a father of about sixty years old, he is accompanied by a boy who may be his son. At first glance, Grandpa was busy doing zikr.

”Think like that grandpa,” my word to my wife. Again Mayang only silent a thousand languages.

Let it go, do I have to persuade her like a toddler? Oh naw. My pride will be lost if I persuade someone who makes me sick.

My wife has fed me up for a long time, ever since she conceived Ali, since then her many requests have fed me up. He once asked me to buy fried rice grand night, my wife could make me fall asleep. He once asked me to ask for a neighbor's rambutan when he knew for himself if the stem rambutan very much ants. That's how her behavior made me hurt, my in-laws also defended her at that time because Mayang was pregnant and it was baby-congenital, many people saw pregnant but did not ask for strange.

I better leave Mayang here alone and catch up with my mother-in-law at her house. Besides, there was a nurse guarding him, I didn't ignore Mayang's gaze looking at me in astonishment.

Pondering my intention to call her, it would be nice if I picked her up so that my mother-in-law would also know that I never messed with my words. Every word is serious. I once said that the sour vegetables made by Mayang were not tasty but my wife's answer told me to throw, I was happy to throw the sour vegetables into the trash.

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”Bu. I asked for help,” My breath was stingy after running small from the yard towards the kitchen, I saw my mother coolly frying peyek on firewood.

”Greetings first,” mother turned her head towards me.

”Yes already, take mom there,” the woman who has started to whiten her hair moved from her seat and moved the frying utensils. I don't know for what my mother-in-law made this much, maybe to put in the shops, funny when she had a son, maybe, a boy should be responsible for his mother.

Mom had changed clothes and brought a bag, maybe it contained some clothes Mayang tau mother. Because I also forgot to tell Mayang to bring clothes. My wife doesn't tell me anything because I don't like being told what else a woman commands. My father said the man was the king, the wife was like a concubine so had to submit. That's the guideline I hold.

I left with my mother-in-law, she brought her own motorcycle. Right my guess yesterday means the matic bike is his.

This is better so my bike does not carry heavy loads so it is safe and longer damaged.

Once in the hospital I walked first and mother followed behind, I opened the door of the inpatient room occupied by my wife. I saw Mayang fall asleep, an infusion hose attached to his right hand and a thin blanket covering part of his body.

I glanced at my mother-in-law again her eyes glazed over, what exactly was that woman sad, was this not just a small operation after she healed. My mother-in-law touched my wife's hand so gently, after which she stroked Mayang's hair. This old woman was very loving and patient.

Maybe it wouldn't hurt me to leave mom and Mayang here, they both did. After all, I said goodbye when I went to this room, even though my mother-in-law was silent, but I'm sure she agreed.

Today I chose not to enter the office because the car will arrive home soon, this car can be stylish later when picking up my wife at the hospital tomorrow or the day after. This time I drove my favorite motorcycle with moderate speed to quickly get home.

My eyes were wide open when there were two people standing in front of our house, I parked the bike in the shade.

”What's up, Bang?” ask me on two men who wear all black clothes and carry a small bag.

”What is this true home, mbak Mayang?” tanyanya then reached into her small bag.

”Yes my husband,” is very heavy hearted to say that I am her husband. I don't think any man would want a wife like Mayang. I'm the only one who's stupid.

”Please come in," I bargained, though my heart hesitated in shame if they saw my house.

”Here alone,” they sit on the terrace which there is only a long bench made of bamboo.

’Thank God,’ my inner.

”Begini, Bang,” the man opened a small book flipping through well for a while, ”Your wife is wrapped up in a traveling loan and has been delinquent one year more lack,” he continued.

I was the one who was listening to now my head suddenly dizzy. How could he owe to the mobile bank that certainly makes a dizzy head, so much interest can make the treasure can float. Just surprised by his attitude that considers trivial things, sometimes there is a sense of regret in this small heart. Why did I force myself to marry her when my cousin's sister had forbidden it because in her eyes this wife looks stupid and not good at keeping property even grooming just can not. Now it has been proven the words of my cousin.

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