I m your wife not your maid

“Honey, can you accompany me to the monthly shopping?” Lisa, with a slightly trembling voice contacted her husband who had not returned home, even though the time to go home from work had passed a few hours ago. 

As soon as the message Lisa sent to her husband, the woman was a little worried about being rejected again by her husband. Actually, Lisa can do anything alone, because since marriage her husband has never helped her at all in terms of taking care of their household. 

Rian, Lisa's husband has always prioritized Neli, her school friend. Even Lisa protested several times and asked not to continue to prioritize Neli. But Rian was angry with Lisa, comparing her to Neli. 

“Until when will you realize,” muttered Lisa sitting in front of her house. The woman looked brooding, waiting for her husband's return from work. But he never came home. 

“I'm sure, Rian is now with Neli,” Lisa continued sadly, the woman felt her body was very tired.

Since this afternoon, Lisa has felt dizzy and nauseous which has not stopped. But he still forced himself to do all the housework sincerely.

“Do I call Rian again,” said Lisa looking doubtful. But her hand then searched for Rian's name in a row of other contact names.

The woman called her husband back, a few seconds later the call was connected.

"Hello. Why again?” said Rian from the other side.

Lisa's heart ached when she heard direct speech from her husband who seemed rude and disliked.

"Where are you? Can you take me monthly shopping?” asked Lisa still in a patient tone. The woman tried to hold back the emotions that were about to peak.

"I'm busy. You usually go alone too, right?” replied Rian in a snappy tone.

Again, Lisa exhaled heavily. Her head was getting dizzy. Her vision was becoming increasingly unclear.

“Then I'll go alone.” Lisa said with sadness, but her husband was insensitive and heartless.

"Yes, there. Don't be a spoiled wife!” Rian snapped before breaking off their call.

"Gosh Rian! How long have you been cynical with me,” Lisa said a little loudly, but Rian just turned off the phone.

"What did I do wrong all this time? Why am I always the one left out,” Lisa muttered with tears in her eyes.

Forced Lisa into the house, even though it was getting late but the woman had to go to the supermarket for monthly shopping.

Lisa ordered an online taxi, her head had been hurting but the woman ignored it. She leaned back against the car seat, closing her eyes briefly.

"Until when do I keep going like this. I should have realized a long time ago that Rian only cares about Neli." Lisa felt a pain in her heart. During their one year of marriage, she had not received the slightest attention from Rian.

"Oh my God, what do I do. Could I choose divorce?" Lisa asked herself again. Survive or divorce her husband. But the shadow of her in-laws came back to haunt Lisa.

"But what about Mom. She is a mother-in-law who has considered me as her own biological child,” Lisa said softly. Occasionally the driver of the car Lisa was riding in glanced at her. Maybe because Lisa's face looked like someone who was having a lot of problems.

“Shopping alone?” asked the driver occasionally glancing at the windshield.

Lisa nodded, “Yes sir,” replied the woman by forcing a slight smile.

"An independent woman, yes. It's late,” said the driver in a tone that was made familiar.

Lisa was just silent, she was not in the mood to talk to other people. The driver immediately fell silent because he didn't get a reply from Lisa.

The online taxi was parked in front of the supermarket, Lisa immediately got off and did not forget to thank him for driving her safely to the supermarket.

"Thank you, sir. I'll give you a 5-star rating later,” Lisa said with a faint smile, then quickly left.

“Wait a minute,” the driver suddenly stopped Lisa in her tracks.

The woman frowned, “What's wrong?” asked Lisa who had not realized that her cellphone was left in the car.

“It's yours, it fell on the car seat.” The driver returned Lisa's cell phone with a smile.

"Oh my. Sorry for the trouble,” replied Lisa accepting her cell phone back. Then she smiled happily at the driver.