When My Wife Is No Longer Spoiled
Karma Haikal

The morning had arrived, Haikal woke up early with great excitement. Happy, because the wife again prepares all her needs. It's been eleven months since he's taken care of himself, but now. His suffering was over, the wife nimbly served Haikal.

The man's feeling was like a seven-figure flower. Blooming and colorful, he's very, very happy. Seen from the smile on his face that continues to be attached since waking up.

Right now Siska is pairing herself a tie. He gladly spread his legs, so that the wife can put a tie freely.

"I love you," Haikal said suddenly without hesitation to declare his love.

Three words that were once very stingy and difficult to say, now just come out of the tongue. Without burden and sins.

Siska smiled faintly, she did not reply to her husband's words.

"I love you." Haikal repeated his love wish that his wife would repay him. However, Siska remained silent and smiled.

Haikal's heart was beating fast, his chest was very painful. He declares love, but his wife does not reciprocate. Could this be how Siska used to feel. Why it hurts so much.

Suddenly a bad thought haunts his head, has the wife been on a visa with him? Has Siska's feelings for her faded?

"You don't love me anymore, do you?" haikal asked suddenly in a hoarse voice. His eyes immediately glazed over.

I don't know where the cold Haikal is, cuek like a duck. Hard as a plywood.

Perhaps mothers who have been married for decades will know that a husband can also be afraid, if the wife does not return her love statement.

Or stay quiet for too long.

Husband will think whether his wife is already bland feelings? Or if the wife is getting tired of living with her husband.

This is how Haikal feels today.

Siska just shook her head, she looked strangely at the husband. Why is it so easy to have her eyes glazed over now.

"You are just there. Don't ask the no-no, it's better to have breakfast and go to work!" reply Siska relaxed do not understand the urgency and end.

The woman patted Haikal's field chest after putting on the tie. Then he went out of the room to see his little daughter who usually woke up at that hour.

Deggs.

Haikal's heart ached to see his wife leave. It was Siska who often expressed love. Not morning not night, Haikal even to the point of boredom and saturation.

But why now he misses his wife's spoiled voice when it comes to love.

"It hurts so much, my chest is tight," murmured Haikal almost crying pressing on his tight chest.

Soon he came out to follow his wife. He saw his wife laughing with Beby. He kissed the little toddler's neck and armpits.

"Uhhh ... Why is this one mama's child so fragrant? Hemm ... The throat is fragrant, the neck is fragrant! Though not bathing," said Siska like mothers in general.

Beby also laughed because he was amused. The toddler fumbled her mother's pretty face.

A hand coiled in Siska's belly. It made the woman a little surprised.

"Eh, Mum. How come it's here? Why not breakfast?" ask Siska weirdly.

"My neck is fragrant, my ketek is fragrant. Why don't you kiss? You don't love me anymore, do you?"

Haikal asked in a raucous voice. Siska scrunched her forehead as she felt her shoulders wet.

Whats? Husband crying?

"You crying?" Not answering, Siska asked.

"Well, you didn't love me morning kiss this morning, when I said I love you, you just smiled. Is it hard to just answer, I love you too? Your attitude makes me over thinking!"

Haikal sulked out all the tightness in his chest. Siska laughed insipidly, she did not know what to say.

Is this what we call karma?

Waw .. If true karma, then God is great. Siska used to be over-thinking. Now Haikal? The cause is also the same, because it does not reply to the statement of love.

Beby, who heard Haikal's voice crying, cried. The bond between father and son is strong.

"Guwaa."

Beby's cry broke out at the same time as Haikal. Making Siska dizzy instead of playing.

"Aren't you in love with me anymore?" haikal said on the sidelines of his cries.

"Oh my God, my. Don't cry anymore! Because you cry, Beby also cry! You know, right, that Beby was a kid. Her feelings were extremely sensitive," angered Siska with a meek voice.

The woman kept patting her daughter's ass. He wanted to stay away, but Haikal's embrace was tightening.

"You didn't say I love you too!" Haikal remains tight.

"Okey, I love you too! I love you too .. did you hear that?"

Siska asserted her love for him, making Haikal smile and instantly silent. He moved his face away from Siska's neck, then he kissed her on the cheek.

"I love you more, baby!"

"Dek Beby why, Ma?"

Reihan entered the sister's room. The little boy's appearance was already very handsome. He was worried about his little brother.

"It's okay, Bang. This is silent!"

Siska wiped away the trace of tears on her little daughter's cheeks. Beby smiled again when he saw Haikal smiling at him.

The typical laughter of toddlers who can not speak out from the tiny innocent lips.

Two adults and one boy smiled happily. They were very nervous with Beby.

"Our daughter is very beautiful, dear." Haikal said as he pinched the nose of his little daughter.

"Papa, said mr. ustadz. Every praise God's creation, be it man, plant and animal. Then it must be included with the phrase Masya Allah, in order to avoid the disease ain. For, without mentioning God, directly to his praise, Satan will be jealous and angry, because it is the jealousy of Satan, the fertile plants can wither and dry, the gallant and mighty beast, and the, can be skinny and die. Likewise with humans who are beautiful, handsome and beautiful, will be sick or spotty!"

Reihan rebuked the father with his innocent words. The boy who Sholeh was very clever considering all his ustadz teachings.

Reihan is not very good at mathematics, but if the question of religion. He was number one at his school.

Haikal and Siska smiled proudly. They were so grateful to have a son like Reihan.

Everywhere parents teach their children about religion. In contrast to Haikal who taught his parents with his plain style.

"Oh so, next time you will not praise the creature of God without the phrase Masya Allah. Thank you for sharing your knowledge with Papa and Mama, Bang! Keep studying religion, so you can take us to heaven!"

Haikal stroked his son's head, Reuhan smiled innocently like a Siska smile. He nodded his head in spirit.

"Ready, Papa."

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