He's Done.

Chapter 6

Before final exam week, I'm here in my room studying. Three days before exam I'm in pain right now because of menstruation. I lay down in my bed and grab my phone to call Hanz. I press dial 1 and after a seconds he answer.

"Hanz? " I call after he answer.

"Yes, Annieliese?"

"Can you come to my room please" I pleaded.

" Why?"

"I'm in pain. Red Days."

"Okay, a minute." after he said that he cut the call. I waited minutes before he came.

"I bring you sanitary pad and pain killer." He said while holding a plastic bag. I guess, he go out for a minutes just to buy this things.

"Thank you."

"You wait here, Anneliese. I will make you porridge" I nodded my head and he leave.

Thirty minutes later, hanz suddenly came again carrying a tray with soup in his hands. It sat on the side of the bed and placed the tray on the side table. While it was busy chilling the soup I just noticed how soft his eyes were. It seemed to worry me. I'm guilty because he should have reviewed now but he's taking care of me. At school before the exam, we have a week off or what we call review week. Either you study at home or at school, for convenient. He fed me several times while the soup ran out. No words were heard from the two of us as he fed me. I felt embarrassed because I wasn't used to this. Hanz used to be talkative. He always has something to say or ask. But I think it changed when we were together for a year. He doesn't seem to be forcing himself anymore. I cleared my throat to get his attention and I was not disappointed. It was already staring at me. He really likes to stare.

" How was your review?" I asked.

"Okay, it's not that difficult since I did a review last week. Just scanning my notes."

"That's good for you"

"How about you?" He asked me then returned the bowl to the tray.

"Uhmm I'm kind of having a hard time. I couldn't review last week and now I can't concentrate because I have menstruation." It just nodded meaning he understood what I was saying.

I straightened up sitting on my bed and noticed that there was blood already on my bedsheets. I think hanz noticed that I was anxious about my situation. He speaks.

" Go to the bathroom, I'll change the bed sheet for you."

"Can you call Manang Terra to come here tomorrow?"

"Yes, I will call her. She will take care of the laundry."

I slowly got out of bed and went to the bathroom to clean myself and put on a sanitary pad. When I came out of my bathroom my bedsheets had been changed. Hanz is also gone, maybe he's already in his room.

Hanz's room is on the other side of my room. It's not really his room, it's the guest's room when someone visits here. Only Aliyah and his best friend Eric know that we don't sleep in the same room.Since I was able to take the medicine and I'm no longer so sick, I continued to review.

I was able to concentrate well without realizing it was night. I went out of my room and went downstairs where I saw hanz in the kitchen drinking liquor again. I can't help but get angry because he always drinks alcohol. Doesn't his stomach hurt? Drinking without eating anything. Is he committing suicide?

"Hanzal, are you sane?" I quickly snatched the glass of his drink from him. That was sudden what I was doing so I got it right away.

"Give it back, anneliese." He threatened.

"The heck, hanz. Eat before you drink. That's not good for yourself."

"Don't pay any attention to me, Anneliese."

"I can't ignore you. What's wrong with you?  Why do you always drink like that."

"Nothing, Anneliese. Just go and sleep."

What is really a problem of him. Last week he was like that. What's really on his mind? I'm wondering. Since I was annoyed, I drank the wine in his glass that I had taken earlier.

"What the heck, Anneliese. Why did you drink that? You don't drink. Get a glass of water." He demanded. He's voice getting arouse too. I feel like throwing up at the taste of wine. My throat is getting dry. Gross.

"No, answer me first." I was stubborn in what he said.

"Don't be stubborn, Anneliese." He stood up and took a glass to fill with water from the pitcher.

"Now drink." He handed the glass with water to me and waited for me to drink. I took a deep breathe and sighed.

"Fine." I drank the water and harshly put in the table.

"Hanzal, what's wrong with you? Tell me." I calmly asked.

"Nothing. Just some stuffs."

"I'm your wife, hanz. You can share it to me."

"I didn't know, my wife cares me and my stuffs." I shut my mouth and shook my head not letting his words affects me.

"Come on, Hanz. Tell me why do you always drink?"

"Not your business. Just please go and sleep." It really hurts me when he himself says I don't care about him. That is not true. I just don't show up because I'm scared.

"Hanz, you're being difficult now." My voice was rising because I could no longer measure my patience.

"Stop asking, Anneliese. Youre being difficult too. Is it hard to understand that I don't want to talk."

"There, you're good there. You thought you were the only one who was hurt. I also have a hard time hanz. Every time I see you like that it's like I'm stabbed with a knife. When do you open yourself hanz to understand you better." I softly said.

"Never anneliese. You won't understand me."

"It's hurt, Hanz. Is this how we always are."

"This is how we are, Anneliese-- from the start."

"I thought you loved me?" It stared at me as it spoke. I felt his pain in his eyes as if he was tired too.

"I love you so much, anneliese. If you only knew how much I love you but it's tiring to wait. I'm tired, Anneliese." I couldn't control how I felt so I cried. Is this really where we end? Why did I cry? This is really what I want, us to separate. I feel more pain when he himself is tired.

Why I don't seem to want to. I don't want to be separated from him anymore. While crying, he just listened and did nothing until I was pretty okay. I calmed myself and spoke again.

"I don't think I can force you anymore. So I will go to sleep now. Let's just talk tomorrow when you're okay. Goodnight, Hanz."

It just nodded and no longer looked at me. I looked at it for a moment before entering my bedroom and crying again. He's done with me.