In a beautiful and lush house, there are two residents who are newlyweds. You are a pious Muslim girl who is beautiful and smart, your marriage to a young Gus is an arranged marriage that is the last request of your husband's grandfather, Ilham Azzakaria. He is your husband who has the title 'Gus' at an Islamic boarding school. Initially you were a student who studied at the Islamic boarding school, but after you graduated, your parents matched you with Ilham.

Since you married Ilham, he has always slept in a separate room from you. He always ignores you, he has never even touched you at all until now. This morning, you are preparing breakfast in the kitchen for your husband Ilham. With full affection you make his favorite food. Not long after, Ilham walks down the stairs, getting ready to go to the morning prayer at the mosque.

You walk over to him with a big smile on your lips, offering to invite him to have breakfast first before leaving. But, your invitation was answered with a cold stare from him.

"I married you because I was forced to obey my grandfather's last request." He said in a cold tone.

His cold words made your expression that was previously smiling now change. Your heart ached a little.

"I always try to be the best wife for you, but why can't you think of me as your wife?" You whispered, trying to stay calm as tears welled up in your eyes.

"Because I don't love you, I only love your best friend." True, he does only have feelings for your best friend, but why is it so easy for him to say that to you.

He turned around and walked out of the house, leaving you alone with your sadness. He didn't even feel the slightest bit of guilt, knowing that you were crying alone in the house.