
Aksara directly saw the girl heading towards the rice cooking pantry that was this morning. Aksa was silent to watch his betel wife, a girl who was almost the same age as Love. Slowly the car drove across the park area which is 3 blocks away to the main house of Alkatiri.
"Sir, like her in front of that little cafe hangout place?"
"Why is that?"
"That looks like your new wife"
Aksara immediately closed his laptop, then followed the direction of the index finger of his assistant Melki.
"Indeed"
"Will you go to that place?"
Aksara watched the girl, smiling cheerfully towards some customers, friendly as well as energetic.
"Master"
"Turn back to the cottage"
Aksara calls the place Cinta lives by the name of the cottage because it is beautiful again simple with only 3 rooms.
"I'm going home, sir"
"Yes"
Aksara immediately took a shower and opened the refrigerator to take a milk box, then took a glass. Aksara saw the milk expire another day. Aksara slammed a pack of liquid milk that still contained half that much more. The movement made someone who had just opened the front door startled and ran over.
"What's up, sir?"
The script looked up, smiling obliquely like a demon.
"You know why I slammed him"
Love shakes quickly.
"The milk is tomorrow morning into expiration, you provide me with so stale milk!"
Aksara glares at Love, while Love just looks down with the reaction that Aksara gives.
"Check and buy this new milk, no stale food or drink if I come home"
"Isn't it 1pm already home from work?"
Love clasped his shirt, squeezed it firmly.
"I'm looking for an extra job, sir"
Lirih Love.
Love is silent, there is no answer for now.
"Is that important in your eyes?"
Aksara raises the chin of Love with its index end.
"How about 1 round playing with me in bed for two hundred million?"
Love turned his face, indeed their marriage is just a photo without a sacred promise or the validity of marriage. Just a ceremony in the photo.
"How's hem?"
Love just fell silent, walking towards her closing room quietly.
Exactly 2 hours ago there was an unknown number to call Cinta's cell phone, the person mentioned if he was from civil records and wanted to confirm whether the marriage was legal or religious only. There clearly Love knows if marriage is just a joke.
"I'm not sick at all!"
But the tears of Love split her cheeks, Love sobbed in silence.
"Passion for the twins, my babies"
Cinta immediately took a shower and then put on home clothes, went down to the kitchen to process foodstuffs. 1 hour later a plate of vegetables, two kinds of side dishes, white rice, fruit, fruit, white water already Love the following layout all cutlery.
"Lord dinner's ready"
Love approached Aksara who was reading the newspaper and the television screen was lit, while the tea was cold and the snack was soft.
'In that case, I bought it hard'
Muttered Love, because the real sweet snack was pegged to the plate only.
Aksara walked towards the kitchen, sitting on a chair.
"No need to serve me food, and you eat after myself because I don't want to eat with anyone!"
Say Cold script.
"Good sir"
Say Love withdraws.
Love soon entered her room, her beginning sat while watching television but over time Love collapsed and finally the television that watched her sleep. Love every 10 minutes saw Aksara who still ate at the dinner table for up to 2 hours finally Cinta fell asleep also because tired of her part-time work on the first day.
After 3 hours of new characters rising from the dining table, he smiled happily because since 1 hour ago the wife without her status had not peeked anymore. Aksara has spent all the side dishes as well as vegetables and even fruit. Only the remaining rice was no more than a fist of a baby's hand.
SERIATE.