about a wife

Husband asks "Do u know the meaning of WIFE? It’s Without Information Fighting Everytime." Wife replies, "No, It means; With Idiot For Ever!!!" (NN)


Sometimes I feel like no matter what I do, it ain’t enough. Several times, she asks me “why didn’t you.. blablabla..” That question always succesfully strike me into a silence, such as listening to a pledge: “you are guilty.”

And done, I have no more energy for responding to everything she said. My head's fulfilled with questions “why don’t u understand that she’s this and she’s that, so u have to be this, to be that…”

Well I know very sure that I’m not a perfect person. This imperfect person is obliged to work as perfect as man can in a very strict deadline.

My job sucks up my energy and concentration, taking half of my life, and after giving the rest for my community, to have a chit-chat, listening to their thinking, question, etc… now I have to share the last part of my day to this woman, allienating me from my tiniest moment left for personal activities such as exploring the websites, reading articles, discussing anything, or playing my PC game.

What a life.. and it’s the life now I’m facing after my marriage on December 8th, last year. Do I regret this decision? Just keep on reading..

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A man was waken up in the middle of the night, for a dream about his home, a quite repeated dream as happened in many nights before. The dream always makes him crazy on getting rid of this life.

He feels enough of this life, the boring pattern of the dynamic, the known rhytm, the easy–to-guess-mistery, and the-always-binnary reality. He really wanted to flow for his home, to snatch on The Greatest Mistery above All.

That night, the weather was unusually cold. But as he heard breath voices next to him, his heart is getting warm. He found that lovely face, drown in a peaceful slumber. Yes, he has a friend.

In many days he has spent with this friend, there are probably hundreds of time he hurts her. But as he remembered, that face seldom complained. That face and the lovely eyes keep showing a vision.

The vision is more than a feeling they called ‘love’. It’s about dreams, hopes, and life to spend with, in better or worse, which is the same as his vision.

Then, he kissed her cheek gently, and slowly whispered, “I won’t let that dreams in this face dried up, I’ll try harder to be better..” She responded none, unless some mumbles in her sleep.

His heart’s getting warmer as he watched her sleeping, minutes before he got up to pray, thanking Allah for giving him additional reason to breath the world, and asking Him for more patient to bear the new responsibility.

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".. karena aku menemukan tempat kembaliku, titipan-Nya, tahap ujian penting di dunia untuk menyempurnakan kemanusiaanku."