Real Story "It's hard to live a Domestic Life"

My name is irma bun, I live in Langsa City, precisely in ACEH Province, I just got married 2 months, yeah very young indeed ...
my husband and I know long enough, especially the tempo of our engagement 2 years old, but just 2 months married trials come barrage, it is true the word parents, not easy to build a household,

yesterday afternoon was our fight for the umpteenth time
after returning from my office feeling unwell, I just rest .. ktka husband plg from his office I just lie down, unlike usual, I always make her a cold drink, get her food for her.
I tell him I can not lift my body, bELajar mandiri lah, for today help me to take my own food .. but apparently husband disappointed, he went straight to the room and sleep.
azan magrib began to reverberate, my heart is not calm .. because the husband has not eaten, finally with my bambooz rise and make water and eat for my husband ...
after I wake up my husband, he is very voraciously eat, I start to say unek2 in my heart ... * Mas ... learn independently, because I'm not always healthy, not always able to serve you, then my husband said * I shy at this home * (Home My parents) what you get is what I eat, because this house is still alien to me ...
I say "do not be so, you my husband, this my parents house means your house also * short story debate continues to happen, but his intentions i just want to talk baik2 but my husband emotion, well i succumbed ... when I was disappointed, upset, angry, I can not fight my husband, so I decided to keep my mouth shut, silent without a word, and cry in bed.
right at 20.00 Wib, my husband suddenly stroked my hair and wiped my tears, but I kept my eyes tight and mouth tight (asleep) until I felt one by one my clothes open, I just silent not against not respond, I do not want in curse god just because melonak my husband's desire ... the bed began to sway, but I still like a living statue, who closed my eyes tightly, all my feelings hold as much as I can .. until my husband moaned and I still remain a statue .. my husband started back mumbling .. I remained silent, then he left me still in my bed.
then I sempatkan check his handphon .. instantly I was shocked ... tenyata he often chat in BBM with my girlfriends ... he gave attention, this hurt ... and not over this ill I see his chat with his ex, and my husband who started it .., this time benar2 sense of my innocence immeasurable ... where is his heart? where is his feeling ??
he deleted all the men's contacts on my BBM, forbade me to chat with men .. no matter the schoolmate at all .. but even he himself who betray me ...

• In this case maybe I am the wrong one, can not keep and keep my husband well