My Wife, I love Youa true story about the sincerity

Sarah Pertiwi

Although he has been traveling the world, even almost nothing new in our country, and too often on the plane so it's like riding a regular car, but she had never been on a plane except at night. It happened after 20 years of their marriage. From where? And where? From Dhahran to Riyadh. With whom? With his younger brother and humble villagers who feel themselves to be pleased with her brother could. He took her by car from Riyadh to Dammam. On the way home, she wished him to his plane. She wanted to board the plane before he died. He wanted to fly ever ridden Zaid, her husband, and that he saw in the sky and on television.

His brother to grant him his wish and buy tickets. He includes his son as a mahram. While he was home alone with her car and her car was rocked by a feeling. Aisyah did not sleep that night, but told her husband, Zaid, for one hour on an airplane. He talked about the entrance, seats, lighting, glory, meals, and how the plane was flying in the air. Fly! He told me he was amazed. As if he had come from another planet. Stunned, amazed, and glowing.

While her husband looked at her with astonishment. Once she had told me about the aircraft, he immediately told me about the city of Dammam and the journey there from start to finish. Also about the marine who new first time he saw throughout his life. And also on a long and wonderful road between Riyadh and Dammam when he left. While at home he boarded an airplane. Aircraft that he would never forget for pushing for ever.

He told me he was amazed. As if he had come from another planet. Dumbfounded, unnerved, and sparkled-twinkle. While her husband looked at her with astonishment.He knelt like a little boy who saw the biggest entertainment cities for the first time in his life. He started talking to her husband with eyes that sparkled with amazement and joy. He saw highways, shopping centers, people, rocks, sand, and restaurants. Also how sea choppy and bubbly like a camel that runs.

And how he put both his hands in water sea and he too tasted it. It turns salty ... salt. Also, he told how the sea looks black in the afternoon and look blue in the evening."I saw the fish, Zaid! I saw the eyes of my head. I went over to the beach. My brother caught a fish for me, but I felt sorry for him and let it go back into the water.The fish was small and weak. I feel sorry for her mother as well. If I'm not ashamed, Zaid, I would build houses on the waterfront.

I see children build houses there. Oh yes, I forgot, Zaid! "He immediately rose and took his bag, and opened it. He produced a bottle of perfume and gave it to her husband. He felt as if I'm given the world. He said, "It's a gift for you from me. I also brought to you wear sandals in the shower. "He produced a bottle of perfume and gave it to her husband. He felt as if I'm given the world.Almost tears trickled from the eyes for the first time Zaid. For the first time in conjunction with the Aisyah and his marriage to his wife.

He has traveled the world but never once gave a gift to his wife. He was up most of the airlines in the world, but never once took his wife to go with him. Because, she thought that she was ignorant and illiterate. What is the need to travel and see the world? Why did he have to take him along?He forgets that she is human. Man from beginning to end. And humanity is now shining in front of him and turbulent in his heart.

He saw his wife brought him a gift and do not forget it. How great the difference between the money he gave to his wife when he set off to travel or return home with his wife a gift given to him on the way and the only one who carried his wife's orphaned. For Zaid, his wife's slippers provision equivalent to all the money he had ever given him.

Because money is the duty of the husband, while the gift is something else. He was squeezing his heart felt sorrow as he saw the woman patient. Women who always wash clothes, prepare the plate, gave birth to her children, to accompany her and not sleep when he was sick. She was like the first time to see the world.

Never occurred to her to tell him, "Take me away with you!" Or even, "Why did he never go?" Because he is a poor woman who saw her husband on top, because of education, insight, and generosity. But it turned out to Zaid, all that is now empty, with no sense and no heart. He felt that he had been jailed an innocent woman for 20 years running the day-to-day monotony.

He was squeezing his heart felt sorrow as he saw the woman patient. Women who always wash clothes, prepare the plate, gave birth to her children, to accompany her and not sleep when he was sick. She was like the first time to see the world.Later, Zaid raised his hand to his eyes to cover up her tears, barely restrained. And he said one word to his wife. One word he said for the first time in his life and never imagined in his mind that he would say it always will. He said to his wife, "I love you." He spoke from the heart.

The hands of the wife to stop turning the bag. Stop telling her mouth. He felt that he had entered into another trip even more amazing and more delicious than the city of Dammam, marine, and aircraft. Namely, a new journey of love that begins after 20 years of marriage. The journey begins with one word. One word of truth. She sobbed.