My Husband
Part 5's

After my departure to the top with him, three months ago. I've been meeting Mas Jaya more and more outside. I spend a lot of time outside with him.

Not infrequently after coming home from work on the weekend I went directly with him, and did not go home.

Even so, he still did not want to take me home.

"Is there not the slightest intention in you to pick me up?" I asked Mas Jaya when she called.

" Be careful, for the next few days I can't see you Zahra." Then he disconnected the phone, after saying his regards.

Always diverting the conversation. I have enough time limits here. Pick it up or not I have to go back. I packed my clothes in a suitcase, that's my home anyway. The house he made in my name, and I deserve to go there.

When I came out of the room, I saw my parents sitting in the middle room, I approached them, and I told them I wanted to go home today.

" Why did you go home by yourself, have Jaya pick you up here! He's the one who dropped you off, so he's the one who has to pick you up!"  Said my mother in a rather high tone of voice.

I told myself not to get emotional.

" Mas Jaya won't pick up Zahra, if I haven't given her blessing. I remember his words." Answer me softly maybe.

" When you never give your blessing!"

" There is and is no blessing of your mother, Father has married you Zahra, so it is your duty to serve your husband. Go home." Speak to me with a smile that soothes my heart.

Kupeluk. Don't forget I thanked him.

"Father is proud of you, still able to obey your husband's will. It is not good to be separated from your husband for long. "

I finally came home with a better feeling. I can't wait to reorganize the house, take care of my favorite roses, and most importantly prepare food for my husband. That must have done all the duty.

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When I got home, I saw my husband's motorbike, and one motor matic. As soon as I got off my vehicle, a young woman came out of the house, accompanied by a middle-aged woman.

The young woman smiled kindly at me, lowered her head slightly, and left on her motorcycle.

" I'm sorry, who is this? Want to meet with Father?" Ask the middle-aged woman.

I didn't answer anything, I just put my foot in the house. I don't care about the woman who scolded me.

I saw Mas Jaya sitting by the fish pond while feeding her fish.

" Oh... It's worth me that you return to my parents' house, without my knowledge you're free to let another woman into this house!"

With a sense of emotion I said those words to Mas Jaya, as soon as I approached her.

Hearing me say something like that, he just smiled.

"No emotions. Ask before coming to a conclusion. It wasn't a greeting, it was an anger."

Just as he was about to touch my hand, I clapped his hand.

And I saw the middle-aged woman approaching me and Mas Jaya.

" I'm sorry, sir, this lady is just playing in." Said the middle-aged woman from behind me.

" It's okay Bi, it's my wife. Zahra, meet Bi Ijah our housekeeper. " Say Mas Jaya while introducing the woman.

I saw him smile at me, I tried to control my emotions, and returned his smile. Then he left me and Mas Jaya.

"I need to talk to you a lot, Mom."

I turned my body to leave him. As fast as lightning he pulled my hand.

" Where are you going?" Ask Mas Jaya.

" Want to get my suitcase out!"

I replied with a slight frown, brushed off his hand and wanted to walk out.

I did not walk again, he pulled my hand, then dropped myself on his shoulder.

I screamed in shock. He brought me back to the back garden, climbed the stairs, in the corner of the room where I used to wash clothes. I just found out that this house has some kind of change.

"This is our private room now." He said as soon as he dropped me off.

I looked around this new room, when I left the house almost three months ago this upstairs wasn't there yet. In the corner of the room I saw a desk.

Kupandangi Mas Jaya who immediately sat on the side of the bed.

" This I made for you, to support your work activities, and about the woman, she was told by her Boss to come here to take money, because I have business with her Boss.

So you misunderstand me accusing me of cheating."

" I really don't need the luxury you give me, I need the honesty of all this you get from where?

Do not teach me in luxury, if you are not able to meet the habits of my life that you used to do, he will become a demand, and in the end will backfire for you alone."

" I've wanted to go home many times, have asked you to pick me up many times, but one thousand and one reasons you say let me not come back here.

If I leave the house without your permission, you may forbid me from returning, because it is my fault, but it is you who drove me. " 

He just kept silent not answering anything I said, instead he broke down, closed his eyes, hugging a pillow.

" You actually heard what I didn't say?" I asked while shaking his legs.

" I heard Zahra, if there's anything else you want to say, say it" he said, closing his eyes.

" I don't know if I want to talk any more. I was afraid like a wife who was given facilities and pampered but was eventually betrayed, like being made into a house decorating doll." I said a little irritated.

Not answering me, he laughed. Then slowly he got up and approached me who was sitting on the side of the bed.

"Zahra, I know you're definitely back without me picking you up, like the waves he'll definitely be back on the beach. I know that you really love me. I'm doing all this, because I really love you and I want to know how much my wife loves."

She tried to grab my hand, but I brushed her off.

" You are my wife, my duty is to make you happy. So that you know Zahra, wherever I go, only your name is in my steps, I am not a king, but you are the queen of my life. " Then he left me.

" It always is! You are indeed a man who does not know himself, after I surrender myself, you still say you want to know how much my love is!!!! " Say me with emotion while throwing a vase of flowers out. This time I was unable to hold back my emotions.

After feeling a little calm, I walked out of the room. I saw Mas Jaya sleeping in a long chair near the park. At least I did not pay attention to it, to approach it even I was reluctant.

I approached Bi Ijah who was tidying up the P3K Box. Seeing me coming he just smiled.

" What's the box bi for, who's hurt?" I asked while pouring water.

" His treating the wound of the Father, the temple was bleeding. " 

I who heard it was a little surprised. Don't let the vase I threw hit her head. Because the position of my room door will go directly to the back garden.

But I have to try to be calm.

" I just stayed one night in this house, Mom, but if my Dad worked five years together." Answer with a down.

I clenched my forehead. " Five years?"

" Yes ma'am, I was invited to stay here because the old house that you occupied was sold, and you invited me here." Said explained.

"What was aunt's son? "

" No, ma'am, it's my secretary." Inside I scrunched my forehead.

I'm getting marked up asking, about this shithead.

But this time I won't ask much, I don't want him to be uncomfortable in this house. I told him to take a break, because there's nothing to do anymore.

I approached Mas Jaya who was still asleep. I looked at his face. There is regret in my heart.

I didn't expect the vase I threw to hurt her.

But behind that there is a great disappointment in my heart. For what I think is trivial, he can cover up and lie, especially for big things.

" I'm going out of town tomorrow like I said on the phone this afternoon Zahra." Say Mas Jaya while packing her clothes into a bag.

" Where are you going and with whom I don't want to know anymore. For me this marriage is just a symbol, the love in it does not exist. So if it says you love me, or instead I just think it's just a fake love, like fake flowers to decorate the corner of the room of the house so that it seems colorful and beautiful." I said coldly without looking at him.

In stopping his activities, he looked at me with an unusual gaze, like there were things he did not like from my words.

" I don't want us to fight. If it wasn't for the attraction and the love, I wouldn't have married you!"

"Like you can hide who you are, like that you can lie to me by confessing love to me. From now on, I don't trust you anymore."

I immediately put myself on the bed, and pulled the blanket. I'd better get some sleep because I have to work tomorrow morning, and leaving early is better for me than dealing with this asshole.

Mas Jaya immediately approached and stood by the side where I lay, rubbed my hair and kissed my forehead, then she lowered her position, looking at me with a smile.

"Was your return, just to scold me?, I didn't not want to pick you up, but I'm busy right now, my job is a lot, a lot more, at least with you there I'd rather have a father guarding you."

" You're too good at playing with my feelings. Makes me feel sorry for you always." And then I turned my back on him, I was still emotional with him and I didn't want to see him.

After turning off the lights, Mas Jaya immediately spread her body beside me facing her. He frowned my forehead again and rubbed it gently on my cheek.

" I know, happiness is not measured by matter, but I don't want you to live with me, at least if we have children I don't want my children to be insulted like me."

He turned himself behind me.

I stared at his back, without feeling the tears coming out. I know Mom always insulted her.

How many times he went to the house Mother always issued words that were not pleasant to hear, and could make the heart become hot.

My mother was never friendly with him. If it wasn't for his advice I might have gone to see my mother.

Lately my emotions have been hard to endure.

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This morning, I let Bi Ijah take care of Mas Jaya's needs. After the dawn prayer I prepared myself to go to work.

Mas Jaya is also tidying herself up.

"we're going the same Za, I'll take you to the office. "

I don't mind his words. I took the keys to the car on the table, I held her hand and placed the keys on her palm.

" I got your car back, I can go by myself in a taxi. From today on we live each other. I don't care about you anymore."

He watched me carefully.

The obligation as a wife will not be ignored, but for love I will try to throw it away, let's just say we are partners." Then go leave him.

Arriving at work, I saw Mrs Ratna sitting in the lobby. Not yet I greeted him, he had already risen from his seat and directly pulled my hand. As soon as it just came out the door, someone was in a hurry to hit my shoulder.

" I'm sorry Zahra, I was in a hurry. "as she passed by she said that apology. I didn't have time to pay attention to the man, because Mrs Ratna kept pulling me towards her vehicle.

"Za, my friend is looking for a special wedding gift for my best friend. "

I who still feel pain in the shoulder just nod. No word came out of my lips.

" Why are you quiet, Za?"

"No, my shoulder hurts a little. "

"Oh yes Za, tomorrow we have a meeting to Bali. We leave at 10. " Say Mrs Ratna while smiling sweetly at me.

" It looks like a really bad boy. "

" I'm happy Za, the best person in my life has found a choice in his life, at least I don't have to spend any more time looking at him, because he already has a wife who takes care of him."

At length he gave a special person in his life. A man who is cold towards women, but very considerate. A simple man, and very handsome. That's according to him, and for sure he's the big boss in the company I work for.

Finally arrived at the jewelry store.

"You think it's good to have a necklace or a ring for Za."

"It's just the necklace, if the Ma'am's ring knows its size?"

When again cool to choose and exchange opinions which is the best, among the choices that there HP I sound, the voice of a man I do not know.

" I'm sorry Zahra, I accidentally bumped into you, but today I saw you very pretty in that red shirt. "

" Thank you "My words and the phone are closed.

After all, Ratna and I went back to the office. I saw on my desk a red rose and a brown one, and there was a paper with words.

" This love comes unstoppable, the,

If this is a mistake forgive me Zahra, please,

I don't want to fall in love with you, though,

but I don't think I can avoid this.

The arrogance of your attitude, made me admire you,

you are like this rose, if it is not carefully picked, then its duration will hurt, but if it is hastily plucked, then the florets will fall.

Thank you for giving me the color of love in my life."

My mind was immediately fixed on the figure of a tall man, athletic body skin color sawo mateng, which has a sharp eye highlight, with a cheek jaw that looks sturdy, solid, who else would be like this if not Mas Jaya. Because he sent me flowers.

But this time I won't call him, to say thank you. I'm still a little angry with him.

But there is a sense of happiness in my heart, because the man is very different from other men, behind his cold attitude he has a romantic side that sometimes can not be seen.

This morning, again I felt nauseous.have been like this for almost two weeks. At lunchtime I went to the clinic to check on my health, especially tomorrow I leave town, I have to be fit.