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Invitation for Dinner

Anita was still thinking about her husband's words, about him who had a husband-wife relationship with the Princess. But the woman tried hard to encourage, by remembering all the shortcomings she had.

He was sad, but tried not to get angry or revenge against the situation. He has plans tonight, which is to cook something for Adnan.

For him the most important thing right now is, how to improve yourself and become a better wife for Adnan.

Because Anita loves that man more than anything. Adnan had been with him for twelve years impeccably. Anita just wants to be a wife who takes care of her husband wholeheartedly, without thinking about the problems they are facing.

So that afternoon after work, Anita went to a supermarket. He intends to buy some foodstuffs, which certainly favored by Adnan. It just so happened that day his office came home sooner than usual.

While in Adnan's office, suddenly the man received a call from his mother. When he is not finished working.

"Yes mom, why?" adnan answered his mother.

"You're welcome first and mother's small talk. The feeling that mom called, was always rushed." said her mother at length.

Adnan sighed, he wanted to be upset but it was his own mother.

"Yes mom, how are you. What's the need to call Adnan afternoon-afternoon like gini?"

He asked in a very gentle tone, yet stifled a huge gerrymandering.

"Take your wife here, I invite her to dinner."

"Anita?" ask Adnan.

"Yes there's no way my mother's dong invited him. Your new wife, the Princess. He does not know our family well. That Anita has long been the daughter-in-law of this house."

Adnan was silent, actually he was reluctant to dwell on affairs like this.

"Adnan's busy, ma'am." he said later.

"You are, if work is always used as an excuse will never be done. The work will always be there and there will be more."

"But ma'am."

"Mother has cooked a lot, bring the Princess home. Mas-mas and mbak-mbak you who did not have time to attend yesterday, want to see the Princess."

Adnan was really uncomfortable with this conversation. Never even once in the entire marriage, her mother was sweet to Anita.

"Mom wait, seven o'clock is on standby."

His mother stopped the call, while Adnan was silent with many words that failed to say.

"Hhhhh."

Adnan sighed. He did not know when the pain in his head would end. Lately there are always burdens and problems lodged in the mind and mind of the man.

"Hallo, Put." Adnan called Princess.

"Yes sir, uh mas. Why?" ask the Princess later.

Adnan was silent for a moment and took a breath again, then he said.

"Ntar Malem is coming with me to my mother's house." he said.

"To his mother's house?" ask Princess.

"Yes." Yeah."

"Oh, what's wrong?" ask the Princess again.

"Mother, he said he wanted to take dinner. All of you want to know you to my brothers." replied Adnan.

"Mmm, same as Anita?"

Again and again Adnan sighed.

"No." she replied later.

"Mother wants to see you." continued the man.

"Mmm, but is Anita okay to ask?" ask Princess.

Adnan was silent again, he actually did not know about the feelings of his wife. Because he has not given any news at all.

"He's..."

"He won't do anything." Adnan said lying. Just so that the Princess does not add to the question. Because he was confused to think of an answer.

"Oh, if that's it."

The princess replied with some hesitation. But that's the only answer Adnan might want right now.

"Yes, I'll pick you up before 7pm" said Adnan.

"Yes" replied the princess.

"I work first."

Adnan then ended the call. He and the Princess are now both in a state of concern.

***

In supermarket.

Anita was sifting through the ingredients, thinking what kind of cooking she would make. Because Adnan has quite a lot of fondness for food.

"Dert."

"Dert."

"Dert."

Anita's mobile phone shook, immediately the woman took the device from her bag. Adnan called.

"Hallo mas." he said, smiling.

"An, I told her to go to her house tonight. Want to eat he said." said Adnan.

"Same Princess?" Anita guessed, Adnan was silent for a moment.

"Yes" he answered later.

"Hhhhh."

Anita took a long breath. The spirit that was in his heart to serve Adnan tonight, suddenly extinguished just like that. The groceries that were now inside the trolley that he pushed, looked as if they were in vain.

"I'm sorry yes." said Adnan with mixed feelings.

"It's okay, relax."

Anita tried to smile, but Adnan knew his wife's heart was hurting. Because never once did Adnan's mother invite Anita to dinner with a friendly.

Even if there was an invitation for him, it was definitely intended to bully or corner.

"Later to go home, and sleep at home." said Adnan again.

"Yes" Anita answered later.

"You're okay, right?"

Adnan confirmed, because he was very afraid of something happening to his wife's feelings. But he also did not want to lie.

Like what he had revealed to Tristan, he wanted to be honest as he was with Anita about everything. He did not want to add to Anita's burden by making many lies.

"I'm okay, you relax. Don't think about it." Anita told her husband.

Now his voice is like an ordinary person. Although Adnan knows if he is acting.

"Yes, I continue to work first." said Adnan.

"Mas hasn't done his job yet?" ask Anita.

"Yet, you?"

"I went home, but again at the supermarket. Buy the toiletries that run out." Anita lied.

"Ok, it's gone home" said Adnan.

"Yes, um."

"Bye dear."

Anita kept quiet, how hard this time to be friendly to her husband.

"Yes, um."

He answered without a word of affection, because his tongue was not able to say it. Adnan then turned off the phone.

"Hhhhh."

Anita stared lethargicly into the trolley. A moment later he returned what he had taken, to its original place. It is also free if he is willing to buy. Adnan won't eat at home tonight.

Anita returned the trolley and did not go shopping. Moments later he was seen walking down the street in his car.

Anita then stopped by a cafe and tried to calm down there. He ordered a large size iced coffee latte. Then he sat quietly pensively in a chair and table, without knowing what to do.

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