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A short morning, even too short of before. Still ringing in my ears about the request of his sister kak kak. He tried to convince me. She will support my family, my siblings' schools and all their needs. But what exactly? After this marriage I suffered more. His father's company went bankrupt, and raka did not go away. Raka suffered a paralysis the day before his engagement with confiscation, he was a car accident after returning from a meeting outside the city. How destroyed again when he knows that if I replace the position of confiscation, he seemed disgusted to see me. And I'm also pretty even more beautiful than the sita, I am responsible and sweet figure. I still smile in spite of the bitterness I feel. Only sita also from among the top like him. I'm a chef at a restaurant.
That night, a terrible night. What I'm sure there will be will be no women as bad as me, that night was the first time I became a legal wife of a man I had long admired in silence. She's a sweet and easy-smile person to me as well. But not that night, he insulted me, hurt my feelings, he even threw millions of money to me. He thinks I'm expecting his fortune. No!! I'm not that low. I accept to want to marry him not because of his wealth. But because I love him, even though he has been paralyzed.
Until one day, the day that has mounted my anger. He took a curse for mothers. Noble lady I really respect, mother and father to me because my father has been four years gone. He slammed the rice I painstakingly got from my work, the rice he should eat. "You think this is your work? Who do you think you are? The rich? That was when your father was not bankrupt. Now you have nothing, not even your father, your mama and sister are happy to accept my hard work because they have nothing left. I'm the one who finances them, while you're just sitting in this wheelchair. " I slammed the chair until it broke and could not be used again. He was just stunned, whatever he was thinking. "Do you know how a woman's heart is humiliated by a husband who does not love her? If only the walls of this room can talk, then he will know how sick I am. You see, I still stay here even though I have to pay for your family, while your living from me I never accept a bit. Let not be born ... The mind is not ". He looked up and looked at me. I gasped, awakened by what I had said earlier. I immediately packed up her broken chair. Then I came back with a glass of milk for him. After that I took a position where I used to sleep, on a floor mat and a pillow for my head prop in order to take me to a more beautiful world.
In the middle of the night I woke up, I was a little nervous. I do not know what's on my mind, as if telling me to get ready. But whatever. I immediately prayed tahajud, and then prayed for him. Yes to him, he is the husband I love, my dream and my wish. Though I never touched it. After praying, I slowly walked towards him. I look at his face, and out of my consciousness this hand leads to his face. Her eyes opened and startled me, a hand that was about to recede suddenly pulled. I was getting sucked by this atmosphere. He slowly opened the mukena that I still wear, he kissed my fore with affection. This, it is as if my dream is becoming real. We did it that night.
But strangely, the next day he was cold to me. Not even she was angry at me. I'm a little awkward with this atmosphere. Ever since his wheelchair I broke him down.
A week after that night, I bought her a stick to help her learn the way again. The wand I bought half of my salary. From there we got closer, every morning after praying with him I brought him out of the house with the help of the stick that I bought for him.
It's been six months from now, my blood is getting bigger. And his legs are getting stronger, though he still uses his wand. That night we gathered in the living room, that's where he explained everything that happened. Apparently my father-in-law's father was not bankrupt, he deliberately worked with tia and also my mother-in-law to test my ability and also my loyalty. Tia knows if I've really liked her sister before. While sita is only love his brother's treasure only. Not until there, he also wants his brother to love me anyway.
Mama-in-law asked me and kak raka to move into their magnificent home. Raka and I looked at each other, he hinted at my decisive decision. At that time I did not want to move, because I want my first child born at home that makes kak raka can love me, and also kak raka not how long will be able to walk perfectly. I want kak raka to step on that magnificent house without a stick. Heard my decision, papa, mama and tia grant it though it looks a bit heavy heart. Kak raka smiled while kissing my forehead.
At the end of nine months, I gave birth to a cute and beautiful baby girl. And my husband is getting stronger. Nothing as happy as this. The husband who loves me and the baby we crave.
A week after giving birth, I asked my husband for permission to grant my boss's request that I start working again. My boss told me that customers really miss my cooking. Though heavily, my husband allowed me to go to work. Yes because with me too. "Only this time and for the last time, please !!!" I promise hopefully.
And this morning, hugging me and carrying me running out trying to rattle from the flames, my husband looks panicked and weeps. But I smiled because I saw the first time again my husband could walk after the accident happened. I grabbed her face and wiped her tears. "Do not leave me and our child dear, I love you. I do not want you to go ... "she begged softly. People around saw us with tears streaming down. "Honey ... You teach me everything, the real meaning of love and you also give me a beautiful princess like you .. She need you dear ... We all need you ...".
I can not help this pain. The kitchen cabinets of the restaurant were on me, and the smoke of the fire blew me away. "Unfortunately I leave our baby, the fruit of our love after tahajudku to you ... Give namany A..lo..rA gha..niy..ah ... our name anisa love raka .. goodbye sweet"