You're Changing, Mas
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If the household is experiencing a problem, it is better recommended to build communication so that it can find good solutions without damaging household harmony. It is important for every couple, including the husband, to show his love and affection for the wife.

Strive to build a warm and loving household relationship. In an angry atmosphere, the husband is still required to be gentle and show affection to the wife.

Basically, every couple must understand that everyone has made mistakes. Including in the relationship of husband and wife, both husband and wife should forgive each other if the couple did wrong. For those who do wrong, it is obligatory for him to apologize.

But what about my current home? Everything was as bland and tired as I began to feel. There was no affection shown by my husband, no tenderness and concern from my husband, even he always blamed me. Apologies and forgiveness I never heard from Gibran again. Everything has been lost.

"Change food!" pinta mas Gibran stared at my seafood fried rice.

"Why replaced? It's a simple dish I can make right now" I protested.

"You're cooking again, now! From today, no more seafood in this house. No shrimp, squid or other seafood, you know!" he said coldly, his eyes staring at me.

"But why, Mom?" many wonder.

"Just follow my orders, really take it!" he snaps it rough.

"But the food is gone at home. I haven't had time to go to the supermarket yet" I replied slightly stammered.

"What's? Why could? You are not so good at being a wife. This is why you always order food online."

"I ordered food outside because you never ate my food yesterday" my protest reminded him.

"Don't blame me, it's all because you're always cooking seafood."

"Don't you like seafood, Mas?" I asked again in wonder.

"Now I hate him, you know!" Gibran got up from the chair.

"Why?" askaku.

Mas Gibran did not reply, he just rolled his eyeballs lazily. He stepped about to leave.

"What's the food, Mas?" ask again.

"Eat it yourself. I didn't want to eat it" Mas Gibran just left me. She won't be eating my cooking again tonight.

I was really confused by Gibran's behavior. All I remember is, from the first time I dated Mas Gibran, the food he ordered at the restaurant was always seafood. Sometimes fried shrimp, squid sauces pasture, shrimp teriyaki even various other seafood foods that he likes, he must have ordered without coercion from me.

But now that the food she used to love was all that, she said she hated it. What the hell is it? It's not just me he hates, but also the seafood he hates. I don't understand the slightest bit about Gibran's behavior right now. The more he gets weird.

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"You're at the mall, man? To supermarket? Why don't you tell me, Mom?" I'm upset that Gibran didn't take me away. Usually he always asks first if he wants to shop monthly to the supermarket. But not anymore.

"Ngapain I'm against you. Later you ask for branded goods again. Could bankrupt me!" said Gibran as if insinuating.

DEG

Really Gibran's mouth can't say anything right now, it always hurts my heart.

"Astaghfirullahal'adzim, naturally dong I ask something with my own husband," my protest was upset.

"Yes you think also dong, I work tired all day, you even enjoy the results so. It's good that you're a wife" the protest won't lose.

I breathe heavily. It hurts when a husband says that. He thinks he is the only one who tries hard to support his family. Though it was his responsibility and duty to support his wife. I didn't think Gibran was a smart guy who could be shallow like that.

A husband to a wife must at least provide for the needs. The husband is obliged to give a living born to the wife such as clothing, and shelter, also fulfilling the inner living to the wife such as love, affection, and attention.

It is mandatory for a husband to make a living to meet the needs of his wife instead of itung-kutinkan how much the husband spends money for the wife.

"I don't sleep at home. Remember, you told me to fix a house this big because you fired all the servants. If you don't like me at home. I'd better work outside."

Mas Gibran was silent for a moment, he felt cornered because my words were true. Looking from his face he felt ashamed and guilty. His face turned in the other direction. It seems that from his face anyway, Gibran did not allow me to work outside. Especially in this house there are no more servants.

I had a bad time thinking that Gibran's mas deliberately made me work at home all day so I had a job that was as tired as him. Maybe for Gibran it's fair. But so much that he made me work at home, he forgot that we used to have two servants who each had their own duties.

"If it is the greatest debate" muttered Gibran, who still sounded in my ear.

"You started first, Mom!" myrag.

"Tau ah," Mas Gibran left just like that and left all the things he had bought in the supermarket.

"Loh Mas ... Help me get all this stuff, "I shouted at him.

"Take it yourself, don't be spoiled. I'm tired of taking a shower, taking a break. Replace you who brought all that stuff!" Shouted Gibran also arbitrarily.

"Mas, Mas .. outrageous of you!" yell at me with annoyance.

I was forced to pick up some of the Gibran bags he bought at the supermarket. Forced does not mean insincere, but what I regret is the attitude of Gibran who did not help bring it together. How outrageous, until when was I treated unfairly like this? But I still hold on for him.

Then, I patiently picked up the groceries. Although the food, but in fact quite heavy also for Me who are women. Yes, quite tired to walk back and forth lifting the items up to 5 times to the kitchen which is quite far from the front door of the house.

"Huh, tiring."