Love is the one thing we are capable of perceiving.....

Bang. Bang. Bang.

He is banging on the door again to get her attention.

Just by the sound of the knock, she knows immediately that the person responsible for such a scandalous sound is under the influence of alcohol. This is not the first time that this happened nor will this be the last time. With a house built of light materials constant banging of the door is enough to trample it down without the help of any natural disaster. Looking at the wall clock, one of the very few decorations in the house; it is already 4:20 in the morning. Is it too late or too early? A question she has suppressed to ask for 9 years.

With no hesitation, she got up from the bed and gave a weary look at her children still sound asleep. At times she feels she is happier that her husband is away either because of work or to be with his drinking friends. But she cannot escape the reality that her husband will come home and stir up trouble either between the two of them or among their children. Although her husband seldom comes home, the agony of dealing with the abuse seems to last a lifetime.

A house that only has an area of 25 square meters will only take 5-10 steps from its room to the door. She then managed to open the door and found her husband lying on the ground with 4 of his friends. "Gani," calling on one of her husband's friends. "Gani, wake up."

"Ah..... Amor it's you. We are just here to bring Theo back home, we will be going back home as well," said Gani with eyes half-opened. He then tried to wake their other 3 friends. "Elias, Noah, Oliver wake up Amor is here now," all 4 of them then tried to scramble to their feet.

"Sorry if it took us a long time to bring Theo back home, it's actually my birthday yesterday so we had a little preparation at home and did not notice the time," said Elias.

"I see," said Amor. "Happy birthday then," Amor shyly greeted Elias.

"I'll help you bring Theo in," offered Elias.

"No, it's fine. I kinda got used to this so don't worry," Amor quickly replied.

"Are you sure you will be okay?" asked Elias.

"Yes, you should get going now. Your wives will be worried as well," said Amor.

"You heard her come on let's go," Noah then ushered the other 4 to get going.

"We will be leaving now Amor," Oliver bidding goodbye for the 4 of them.

"Careful on the way home then," called out Amor.

Scratching her head and stretching her arms, Amor then put her husband's left arm over her shoulders to help him get inside. But his weight is too much for her frail body that both of them tumbled back on the ground.

"Ugh, what's wrong with you!" Theo angrily shouted at his wife.

"Since you're awake why not help yourself to get up and get inside the house," replied Amor as she tried to get back inside but Theo grabbed her hand and pulled her back to the ground with him.

"Are you playing tough now, huh? If you can't carry me yourself, why didn't you let Elias help earlier? Who knows that could have been your chance to be alone with him, hahaha," angrily teased his wife.

"The children will be awake now, I have to prepare breakfast, you can lie anywhere you want to," Amor got up again and this time hurriedly went back inside to avoid her husband.

About 10-15 steps from the door is the kitchen, she then took some firewood so that she can use it to cook rice. Theo then followed her into the kitchen walking unsteadily he then grabbed his wife's arm. "I just arrived from work and this is how you treat me!" Amor then tried to pull her arm away from her husband but he just pulled her back with more strength this time. "I asked you, is this how you treat me?!" Amor pushed her husband which caused him to lose his balance and fell to the ground.

"You're a grown-up now, I don't need to take care of you. I told you I need to prepare breakfast for the kids," calmly replied Amor. But this just angered her husband more and grabbed her neck from behind and pinned her on the wall pressing his body against her back.

"I will ask you again, is this how you treat me?" with a smirk on his face he pulled her hair and dragged her to the table, and slammed her body onto it.

"Theo stop! The children will wake up now," Amor begged her husband. Instead of listening to his wife's pleading, he reached inside her skirt and pulled her underwear down.

"Theo stop!" Amor tried to reach for her husband's hand to stop him from doing what he's doing now. But he just pressed her face harder against the table and unzipped his pants. Amor can only wiggle her body to try and escape from her husband but to no avail yet she pleaded again.

"Theo please stop!" tears are about to well up from the corner of her eyes. But the more that she pleads the more her husband seemed to get excited knowing that she looked helpless right before his eyes. He then grabbed her leg, reached out between her thighs, slid his finger inside, and penetrated his spear successfully multiple times until he cummed at his own satisfaction. After he has been released from his stress, he let go of his wife and went inside their room to sleep. Amor can only give a sigh of temporary relief while putting her underwear back on with no time to shed tears, she then went back to the kitchen to continue with the chores.

Coitus (Latin coitio, meaning "a coming together") is, for many of us, a vehicle for the expression of emotion and intimacy. But for her, this has been a vehicle that caused a hit and run over and over and over again.