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A twenty-five year old woman wearing a pashmina hijab, blouse and midi skirt was looking bored at the view in front of her. Lips that looked deep red pursed in annoyance. "Why did you choose this place?" asked a wife to her husband who was enjoying the view of the wheat field in front of him. "Don't you like it? I think this place is very beautiful. I can't wait for night to come. Maybe I can see the sky with stars scattered around it," said the man with mysterious eyes and curly eyelashes.

"How can I like a place like this?" annoyed this woman named Bilqis. Irlan, her husband, remained silent and ignored the beautiful woman's words. "It's too quiet here, there are even more mosquitoes than people!" Bilqis grumbled as he threw his palms into the air. Because mosquitoes have bothered him. "Excuse me, here are melons," shouted the man in shabby clothes who was the servant of this small inn.

"Oh yes, please just put it on the table!" Irlan said so kindly that his dimples looked quite cute. "This is fresh fruit, I just picked it. Enjoy," said the father as he placed the plate containing the melon slices on the table and then politely left. "Oh Lord!" said Bilqis with a sad face. Both hands covered her beautiful face.

"What's wrong with you?" asked the husband as he picked up a slice of melon in his hand and then took one bite. "Did you see that father's appearance? He looks shabby. I can't imagine if he had dirty hands and immediately prepared the food," Bilqis looked at the plate on the table with disgust. "Oh my God! Can you act normally like a normal human being?" Irlan approached his wife holding melon slices. The wife frowned at Irlan's actions.

"Here eat it!" The melon in front of Bilqis' mouth has come. The owner of the red lips glared sharply at the man with the sharp nose. "Ah, never mind if you don't want to!" Irlan exclaimed, swiftly eating the melon in his hand. "I'd better just go to my room and play on my cellphone." said Bilqis and immediately walked away. Until his boots sounded.

Silently Irlan watched Bilqis leave with disappointment. Maybe you could say it's sad. Somehow his love for the girl never grew. He married because of the pressure of his parents and relatives. Not because of love. At first he surrendered and believed that one day he would love Bilqis. But even at this moment, the seeds of romance did not greet him. "Hey Irlan, come down! Lunch will start soon!” shouted a man who was his business friend from downstairs. Irlan, who was standing on the balcony, suddenly looked down. Irlan's small laugh was heard when several of his business friends shouted loudly inviting Irlan to come down. Without thinking, he went downstairs. When he arrived at that place, Irlan's nose smelled a very delicious aroma. Grilled meat really tempts his appetite. On a carpet food is served in the form of kebabs and others.

“Irlan Irlan, come here, cool businessman! a friend said cheerfully. Zain's strong arms embraced Irlan intimately. "Why were you up there looking lost in thought huh? Are you sad? What is there to worry about, Irlan? You already have everything. Abundant wealth, your restaurants are all over the city and you have a very beautiful wife!” Zain said, glancing at the other friends. Now everyone smiled looking at Irlan. “Who's daydreaming? "I'm just enjoying the atmosphere in the countryside, Zain," explained the man with a firm jawline wrapped in thin hair. He chuckled at his friends. He presents false feelings to all his friends. "Hahaha, that's good then," said Zain, patting Irlan's strong shoulder. "I also want a woman like Bilqis," said Zain again jokingly. Everyone laughed hearing Zain say that. “Come on, come on, eat!” said a man whose face was similar to the waiter who delivered melons to Irlan. Now everyone sits on a mat around the food.

A scream sounded above. The sound of course came from Irlan's room. All of Irlan's friends glared at the sound of the scream. They are worried. Meanwhile, Irlan knew that it was his wife's voice. Bilqis must have been frightened by an animal. Irlan snorted in annoyance. Because he should have put food in his mouth by now. "What are you waiting for? Go and meet your wife!" Zain exclaimed quickly. Irlan's feet immediately stood up and ran towards the top floor. On the stairs he quickly put his foot down. He quickly saw that his wife was crying uncontrollably and loudly. Bilqis quickly ran into her husband. Irlan just stared at his wife's actions. “My clothes are all dirty! Two chickens have dirty it! "They must have defecated on my clothes," said Bilqis in frustration. She cried loudly into Irlan's broad chest. Irlan's eyes glanced boredly. He exhaled for a moment then let go of the bland hug. “Calm yourself. Sit down!” Irlan said patiently as he pushed the woman with thick make-up on her face to sit on the bed. Irlan's hands touched the clothes hanging in the cupboard. He repeatedly checked whether there were dirty stains on his wife's clothes. "There's nothing dirty Bilqis, you see everything is clean. "There's no chicken droppings stuck to it," explained Irlan, showing the clothes in front of Bilqis' eyes. “But the two chickens hit my clothes. Their dirty feathers must have stuck to my clothes. I don't want to wear that shirt. Please get rid of it darling. "I'm so disgusted," said Bilqis with shrugged shoulders and a look of disgust on her face. Irlan immediately threw the clothes in the corner of the room. He muttered to himself that his wife's behavior was really annoying this time. It was clear that the clothes still smelled good and were clean. “You'd better go down and have lunch, aren't you hungry?” Irlan asked reluctantly. He looked at his wife with a gloomy face. "Come on, don't be sad! "You can ask the servant here to wash it," said Irlan approaching his wife. “I'm really upset today! Sigh!” Bilqis exclaimed with both palms gripping hard. "I'm going down for lunch," said Irlan flatly. He took a step but stopped when his wife hugged his stomach from behind. "I'm bored here, let's go home tomorrow, okay?" A spoiled woman like Bilqis really makes Irlan angry, but Irlan remains patient. He turned and looked at his wife's face. "I'm very sorry I can't grant your request," said Irlan, making Bilqis frown and put her hands on her hips. Irlan turned back and walked. Right before leaving the room, he stopped in his tracks when his wife called him darling. "Then kiss me so I can feel at home here," Bilqis exclaimed softly and firmly. Immediately, Irlan turned around and walked limply. Now the two of them are face to face and very close. Bilqis smiled sweetly in front of the husband she adored so much. Irlan immediately planted a kiss on Bilqis' lips. For about ten seconds they did this romantic scene. "I love you dear," said Bilqis when she let go of her lips. He smiled again so that Irlan was forced to smile back.

"Then I'll go down, okay?" Irlan asked gently. "Okay dear," answered Bilqis in her coquettish voice. Irlan immediately went downstairs and rejoined his friends. "What happened?" asked one of his friends who was still chewing food.