I bought your Husband
There's just the two of us

Cekleek...

Iqbal jumped when he heard the doorknob in the swivel.

"Yes, you just got home?" ask Iqbal flatly

"You've gone home?" tannya

"Why did you come home at this hour?" Iqbal asked as he looked at the clock on the wall that already showed at 21. 30.

"Work, besides I'm home alone there are no friends" he replied

"Yes, so all this time you've been home at this hour." asked Iqbal again

"what is your business? you don't even care when I don't come home, do you?" ask her

"What do you mean?"

Uhm.. Syakila smiled. The household that he wanted to become a family sakina mawaddah warahmah he could not realize.

Even during the 2 months of marriage with Iqbal, she still bears the status of dagis.Husband never touched her.

"What do you mean Syakila?" ask Iqbal

"Have you ever asked me how I am? have you ever asked me where I am? have you ever asked me if you've eaten yet? you focus too much on your mom and your boss, you never care about me" Syakila said

"Yes, you know your father has just died, and I just ask to be accompanied to sleep" he replied

"With your boss is it, right? you care even more about your boss than I do your wife.You're willing to go home for the night to drive her, '" Syakila said

"Because he's my boss Syakila, so I can't ignore him" he replied.

"i've asked you to help me in the mas office, but you always refuse.as hateful as you are to me. if you don't want this marriage.let's finish it off mas." said Syakila again. she could not stand being treated by a stranger by her own husband.

"Yes, what do you mean? what did you say that was?" Iqbal asked with trembling lips.

"I just want to be your wife completely mas. I want you to treat me like a husband treats his wife.not like this. you make me look like I'm a useless thing.naaaa..." Syakila spoke with tears.it hurt when she was not considered by her husband.

"Yes.I'm sorry I.I'm sorry I can't treat you like a husband to his wife.I'm sorry.."

"Imel again .. I have to live with a man who still has the shadow of his ex-wife.does I not deserve my whole husband, only for me mas . why should there be Imel.. why there must be.."

Iqbal could not see his woman roaring because of the pain in his chest. Iqbal immediately hugged his wife.

"excuse me. forgive me. I'm sorry.I'm not the perfect husband for you. I haven't been able to move on from him." he said softly as his hands tightly hugged Syakila's body. his chin Iqbal rests on the crown of Syakila's head

Syakila was still sobbing in Iqbal's arms, Syakila did not reply nor refused. Syakila left her body in her husband's arms.

"You're going to help me get Imel for someone else, because honestly ..."

"You're too much mas, I think you are." said Syakila who cut off her husband's speech

"Yes, I was horrified. That's not what I meant..."

"then what????. You said if you have not sincerely released your ex-wife.You hurt me mas. You really hurt me.." Isak Syakila is getting louder.

Saakiitt, that is how he felt when he heard the fact that his husband was not fully willing to release his ex-wife and he was made a lonely escape.

"Yes,,"

"Go you mas. go.. I don't want to see you. go.." he shouted, Syakila immediately threw everything in this room.

Seeing Syakila with all her behavior makes Iqbal feel guilty. "not should I treat her like this. This woman does not deserve this kind of treatment from me." Iqbal inner

Iqbal again clutched Syakila's body. "Syaaa. don't be like this. I'm sorry I love.." he said. Iqbal kissed Syakila's face from her forehead and lips.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. We started all over. There's only us, only we've got no other woman here. There's only you my wife.. cup .. cup. cupp..."

Syakila came back crying, not expecting her husband to change so quickly. "you're not lying to me right.."

"treat me like a husband to his wife.prove if you're not playing me mas.prove it now.." Syakila said while sobbing.

"I'll prove it to you, I'll try to open my heart to you" she said.

Iqbal again kissed Syakila's lips. the kiss was home into a ciu*man who deepened.

Iqbal had promised his father alm. that he would be and love his wife.whatever the circumstances later Iqbal will keep his family.

...••••...

A woman is still sleeping in her sleep. Beside him was a man who was holding him.

Iqbal woke up when he heard the sound of azan. Iqbal stretched his muscles as it felt very heavy on his right arm.

Iqbal saw his wife's pretty face. "you're so beautiful, I didn't realize you were so charming" he murmured

Iqbal kissed Syakila's forehead because it was disturbed Syakila also moved her body and then fell asleep again.

After Syakila's head wasn't on his arm, Iqbal immediately got off the bed and grabbed the bathroom towel for a big bath.

In the bathroom Iqbal smiles at his own smile.imagining the romance last night with his wife.it turns out the wife is very aggressive with her touch.

After the bath, Iqbal immediately held a prayer rite to perform his worship.

Bermunahat begs the sustainability of his household.please be kept away from all misunderstandings.

After finishing with his obligations. Iqbal immediately went down to the kitchen. Iqbal made milk for his wife and then went up again.

In the room Syakila had been awakened. his eyes again circulated his gaze. looking for the figure of the husband he loved so much.

"again, you have left for work and you remain the same in my wake." he murmured.

Cekleek...

Syakila immediately buried her body under the blanket when she heard the door open from outside.

Syakila's heart raced so fast. "i think Iqbal's already gone to work." inwardly.

Iqbal sat on the sofa watching his wife's behavior.It is very funny if every day can look at the face of his wife who is embarrassed.

I feel like there's no one in her room. Syakila slowly opened her blankets back and popped her head slightly.

a look back Syakila sweep it in her room.

Syakila saw the smile on her husband's sweet face.

"M.mas.." he muttered.

"you're awake dear." said Iqbal, showing his sweet smile

Syakila nodded with a red hue on her cheek

"mas not leaving yet?" ask her

"where to?" his question teased.while walking towards the bed where his wife was in a shy cat fashion

"doesn't you have to work? later the mas boss will be angry even again." murmured Syakila. Syakila did not like if her husband's boss was nagging her husband.

"Mas will be here at 9" he replied

"why mas?"

"Now the mas will serve the wife first" he said while taking the milk that Iqbal had prepared.

"Drink first. run out it's a bath." said Iqbal

Syakila also accepted her husband's treatment