Sharing Love: Red Stain of Marriage
Chapter 4. Albirru Confession

Until in her room, Zeya's tears broke again. The man who was very expected to guide him to the right path turned out to have lied to him.

Oh my God .. what other trials are these. Just now that I felt the happiness of living with the person I love, I was slapped with the fact that the man had hurt me. Why did Al marry me. He who has given me happiness but he also incised the wound again.

Long Zeya wept for his fate, until he fell asleep from exhaustion and let out all his tears.

In the morning, Zeyah woke up as usual. He cooked and cleaned his house.

Albirru sent a message if today he returns. He sent a message after several times trying to contact Zeya but was not picked up.

Zeyah took the Quran and read it. He was studying teaching from his friend Albirru.

As he was reading the Quran, he heard the sound of his door being knocked.

Zeya finished his reading and stored the Quran in a closet. Then Zeya opened the door.

"Honey, you're fine" said Albirru cupping his wife's cheeks.

"Assalamualaikum, mas," said Zeya trying to hold her chest tight given her husband's lies.

"Waalaikumsalam, baby. Why don't you pick up your phone, and repeatedly call you. I thought you were sick, so I went home as soon as you didn't pick up the call from the mas."

"Where did Emang mas come from?. Why arrive quickly," muttered Zeya.

"Mas from Padang, why?" lirih Albirru's.

"Padang Pekanbaru Journey takes approximately seven hours. I just called me this morning. It's ten in the morning."

"What do you mean, baby. You think you're lying."

"I didn't say that, Mommy. I'm just asking."

"Mas hungry, baby. Mas kangen your cooking," said Albirru to divert the conversation.

"Eat mas. I've cooked my favorite meal."

Zeya serves all his cooking at the dinner table. He served Albirru a meal as usual. Zeya wants to wait for her husband's honesty.

"Darling, first shower . After this we pray in the musala, yes," said Albirru and kissed Zeya's cheek.

Zeya cleaned the dining table and washed the dishes of the former Albirru.

Finished everything Zeya entered the room and saw Albirru who had changed her clothes with a koko shirt.

"Mas, I take a shower first" murmured Zeya.

"Yes, honey. Wait in the living room. "

Zeya took a bath and after that used mukena. The voice of Azaan was heard from the musala who was not far from their rented house.

"Mas, let's go. Azan," asked Zeya.

Albirru stood up and walked along to the musala.

Albirru hugged his wife's waist while walking home from prayer. He was happy because Zeya had changed a lot. Zeya also studied with housing mothers.

"Al sir, I'm afraid that Zeya will run away. Cuddled on," ledek bu Wati their neighbor who both came home from the musala.

"Yes dong bu. Hard to get a wife like Zeya, ma'am. Beautiful, good and smart to cook. I'm so scared of losing her."

"Lucky Mr. Al got a wife like Ms. Zeya."

"Don't believe a man's mouth, ma'am. Many lies. It's all just a fight," murmured Zeya.

"Loh Bu Zeya why do you say that. Mr. Al often lies to his mother" said Ms. Wati wanted to know.

"No idea, ask Al Dong. Did he ever lie to me."

"Darling, where have I ever lied."

"Sorry Mr. Al, Miss Zeya, stop by first" said Ms. Wati as soon as she arrived in front of her yard.

"Thank you, ma'am. Next time we stop by" said Zeya.

Arriving at the house Zeya changed his mukena and put on his negligee. He laid his body against Albirru who was sitting on the bed playing with his cell phone.

Albirru put her phone on the nightstand. He also lies down.

Zeya turned her body towards Albirru and stared at her husband's face intensely.

"Why look at that mas, you miss it so much." Albirru pinched Zeya's nose slowly.

"Is there anything you want to say" murmured Zeya.

"There .... "

"Tell me, I'm ready to hear whatever you're going to say" said Zeya.

"Mas just wants to say that mas loves you so much" whispered Albirru and kissed Zeya's ear.

Zeya's cry finally broke after hearing Albirru's words. Makes the man wonder.

"Darling, why are you crying."

"Why did you .. why did you do this."

"What do you mean, baby. Say it clearly."

"Mas, why did you marry me. On that day, I felt like I was the luckiest woman in the world. I'm the comfort woman married by a nice guy. And happiness increases when I feel all the attention from you. Am I too high-minded. So that when I get reality is not as beautiful as I imagine, this heart feels sore. Why would you take me from a mud pit if you also threw me a stone. Pain felt in the .... "

"Mas really doesn't understand what you mean and says this, baby. Speak frankly."

"I should have asked the mas to say everything, frankly mas. I'm ready to hear it, even though the pain of honesty is better."

"What do you have to say. Nobody's doing anything."

"Mas, answer honestly. Did mas marry me out of love or lust."

"What does this question mean to you."

"Mas, did you marry me so that mas could fuck me without committing sins. Mas married me not out of love What a difference do you have with the man who became my customer. The only difference is that I got married. But behind it all I just want to serve, there's no love in your heart."

"Astagfirullah Zeya. You accuse the mas of marrying you just out of lust."

"What else if it wasn't for that, mas. I was too naive, I thought if you really loved me."

"You're offending me." Albirru got up from her sleep and sat leaning on the head of the bed.

Zeya also got up and sat down beside Albirru.

"Why do you have to accuse such a mas, Zeya. He marries you out of love and expects his Ridho. If it's just lust why did you choose. Many other women. Mas married you also because he wanted to lift your degree and honor as a woman. Don't just trampled on a man as his sleep companion."

"If you love me, why are there other women in your life besides me" said Zeya.

Albirru was shocked to hear Zeya's words. He didn't think Zeya knew this fast.

"You know where it's from."

"justified, mas. There are other women in the life of the mas," said Zeya. The crying broke again.

Albirru approached Zeya and brought her head into the clutches of her chest.

"I'm sorry. You know from whom," muttered Albirru.

Zeya let go of Albirru's embrace. He hit Albirru's chest repeatedly.

"Why are you evil. Why would you do this to me. If you don't love me, why did you marry."

"I love you, Zeya. Very ... but I can't refuse my parents' will."

"He's your legal wife."

"Yes, we got married a week ago" Albirru said.

Zeya held tightly to the edge of the bed. Her body felt weak hearing the confession of Albirru, the husband she loved so much.

Seriate

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