I Want to Love With Simple

I looked at the calendar, located on the table in disgust. Saturday, March 30, 2002, the birthday of our third wedding. And for the third time anyway Aa 'forget. First birthday, Aa 'forgotten because they have a meeting with the directors to resolve some financial issues. As finance director, Aa 'is obliged to resolve the issue. Okay, I understand. The issue was indeed quite complicated.Second birthday, Aa 'to leave town to do a presentation. His work made him forget. And having to apologize, when I expressed annoyance, he calmly replied, "Brother, after all I've proved my love throughout the year. The day was not celebrated it's okay. Love do not need a ceremony ... "Now, early in the morning he was saying goodbye to the office because they have to set up some meetings document. He left when I was in the bathroom. I purposely did not remind him about our wedding anniversary. I want to test it, whether he remembers or not this time. In fact? I took a deep breath.Wonder, what is hard to remember his own wedding anniversary? I snorted irritably. Aa 'is different with me. He is calm and not expressive, much less romantic. Thus, there was never any interest on the special moments or a poem written on a piece of pink paper as is often imagined while before I get married.As for me, expressive and romantic. I always give her a gift with sweet words every day of his birthday. I also do not forget to say dozens of times a word I love you every week. Sending a message, via sms poetry even when he was out of town. Anyway, for me love should be expressed clearly. Because clarity is also part of love.I know, if I loved Aa ', I must accept it as is. However, the cook does not want to change and learn? Did I not teach him to be more romantic? Ah, just the point I'm pissed. And all became unpleasant for me. I'm grumpy. Aa 'so it really sucks in my eyes. I start counting the time and attention he gives to me within three years of our marriage. No relaxing weekend. We rarely had time to go out for dinner out. Leisure time is usually spent sleeping during the day. So I manyun himself almost every day of the week and could only look at him sweetly snoring in bed.Taste kesalku increasingly become. Moreover, our relationship this week it was not good. We were both tired. The work that piled up at each of our duty to make us meet in a house in a state are equally tired and irritable with one another. Be, we fought a few times this week.Actually, today I've emptied all my activities schedule. I want to be alone with him today and do fun things. Properly, this Saturday it off. But, that Aa '. It was hard to leave her job, even on weekends like this. Perhaps, because we do not have children. So he does not feel the need to spend some time on the weekends like this."Hen, you sure you want to accept the proposal A 'Ridwan?" Diah my friend looked at me strangely. "My brother's baseball romantic, you know. Unlike the romantic husband often you'd think. He was the kind of man whose hobby is seriously hard work. Good hell, pious, faithful ... But baseball humorous. Anyway, life as he was flat. Routine and boring. It contained just work, work and work ... "Diah connect length. I just smile just at the time. Aa 'was asking my willingness to accept the proposal by Diah."Are you really so, anyway? Nah ya happy if I were brother-in-law? "I asked, frowning. Diah saw me laugh. "Well, like this house will not be served. Most abandoned the same A 'Ridwan. "Diah giggled. "You do not know my brother, anyway!" But, whatever Diah said, I have determined to accept the proposal Aa '. I'm sure we can adjust to each other. Yet he was a good man. That was more than enough for me.The first weeks after our marriage does not mean a lot of problems. Like a new bride, Aa 'trying romantic. And I'm happy. However, all ended when the sabbatical ends. He was soon struggling with her own busy life, seven days a week. Almost no time left for me. My story enthusiasts often only ditanggapinya with um, oh, so yes ... IBHS dozing while hugging bolsters. And, I have many hours waiting to tell you then lose their appetite to continue the story.That ... I'm trying to understand and accept it. But this morning, to her annoyance really peaked. I consent to the mother's home. I sent him a short sms. I wait. One hour later I received an answer. Sorry, I'm in a meeting. Be careful. Hail to Mother. There you go. See. In fact it took an hour to reply smsku. Meetings, presentations, financial statements, that rivals that grabs the attention of my husband.I went directly to my room now occupied by former sister Riri. Kuhempaskan my body in disgust. I was just going to close my eyes when I heard the faint knock on the door of my mother. I got up lazily."Why Hen? There is a problem with Ridwan? "Mother opened the conversation without preamble. I nod. Mom was never fooled. He always managed to guess the telling.Although initially faltered, I finally talked to my mother too. My eyes filled with tears. I spilled annoyance to my mother. Mother smiled to hear my story. He stroked my hair. "Hen, maybe all this is wrong Mothers and fathers who pamper you. And you were disturbed by the attitude of your husband. Try, think carefully Hen. What Ridwan shortage? He was a good husband. Loyal, honest and hardworking. Ridwan was never rough with you, diligently worship. He was also kind and respectful to my mother and father. Not all husbands like him, Hen. Many people who dizholimi husband. Na'udzubillah! "Said Mother.I was speechless. Well, it really does what it says Mom. "But Mom, he's completely outrageous. Cook your own wedding anniversary three times forgotten. After all, he's had absolutely no time for me. I'm his wife, bu. Not just part of household furniture which need only be visited once in a while. "I'm still upset. Although deep down I justify what she said.Yes, besides properties is less romantic, exactly what the lack of Aa '? Almost none. Actually, he tried his best to membahagiakanku in his own way. He always encouraged me to increase knowledge and broaden wawasanku. He also always encourage me to be more diligent in worship and always be kind to other people thought. Problem loyalty? There is no doubt. Diah one office with him. And he always talked to me how Aa 'attitude toward female colleagues in the office. Aa 'is never serve who do not call Anita also bored flirting and asking her out. And if you want, with the appearance which is always neat and cool as it is not difficult for him attract the attention of the opposite sex."Hen, if you feel like it's moody, Ridwan is not really a problem. The issue is only one, you lose a sense of gratitude ... "Mom said calmly.I looked at Mom. Mother Words really menohokku. Yes, Mom was right. I lost my sense of gratitude. Is not that just two weeks ago I persuaded Ranti, one of my friends who are stressed because her husband had an affair with another woman and is very rude to him? Did not I who took her to a doctor to treat bruises in several parts of her body because her husband was beaten?Slowly, guilt arises in my heart. If it is I want to spend time with him today, why I did not say ahead of time so that he can manage jadualnya? Did not I could remind him nicely that I wanted to go alone with him today. Why did I not try to tell him that I wanted him to be more romantic? That I feel left out because of busy life? That I was afraid no longer loved?I quickly said goodbye to Mom. I rushed home to clean house and prepare a romantic dinner at home. I did not tell him. I want to make a surprise for him.Dinner is ready. I prepare food craze Aa 'complete with a series of red roses on the dining table. Seven in the evening, Aa 'is not back. I waited patiently. Nine hours a night, I just received smsnya. Sorry I'm late home. My job is not finished. Food on the table is cold. My eyes are heavy, but I'm still waiting for him in the living room.I awoke with a start. O Allah, I fell asleep. I glanced at the clock, 11 o'clock at night. I got up. Bunch of red roses lay on the table. Beside him, lying on greeting cards and tiny jewelry box. Aa 'was fast asleep on the carpet. He has not opened his tie and socks.I took it and opened a greeting card. Poem made me smile.I want to love you with a simpleThrough word that did not get deliveredCloud the water that makes noI want to love you with a simpleWith no time to spoken wordWood to the fire that made ashes. *