Help Me Divorce

The outcome?

Cakra tries to wake Berti who is asleep. It was late afternoon and his wife was sleeping at sunset. Usually Berti would make him a cup of green tea before the evening tomb, but this was nothing at all.

"Wake, Bert. Evening gini even sleep," said Berti.

Berti squirmed by opening his eyes slightly. He looked at Cakra, then closed his eyes again.

"Wake, dong. Make me tea there."

"Seek the aunt. I want to sleep" Berti said.

Cakra tried to wake his wife. "Wake up! Shower there."

Angrily Berti replied, "Yes ...."

"I wait downstairs," said Cakra.

Berti not to say. He got out of bed and went to the bathroom. While Cakra walked out of the room. I feel lazy to take a shower. His body is really weak.

"Why, anyway? Am I lacking in sports?" muttered Berti who refused to take a bath.

However, Berti wanted to fight his laziness. Cold water becomes the right opponent to arouse the spirit. Wash the whole body with cold water.

Fresh it does feel, but soon the symptoms appear again. His sense of laziness that wants to serve the chakras and the absence of appetite. The delicious dishes presented at the dining table are not able to arouse Berti's appetite.

"You sick?" tanya Cakra who saw his wife was just stirring up food.

"Road, yuk, Mas. Bored at home" Berti said. "We never walk together during marriage."

Cakra. "Yes, already. You finish the meal first."

"I'm full. We just eat outside" Berti said, then moved from his seat to change clothes.

Cakra looked at Berti until his wife disappeared from view. He was amazed at his wife's behavior.

"Bi Minah" call Cakra.

"Yes, Sir."

"That's why?"

"Mistress said she was not well. The body is weak" Minah replied. "So was Auntie cooking dinner."

Cakra. "I'm following him, deh. It hurts, but it still wants to go for the night."

Cakra did not spend his dinner. He immediately follows Berti and will prevent his wife from going out for the night.

"Bert, you're sick, right? We don't have to go out. At home," said Cakra.

"I've changed clothes, right. Time is not so," protest Berti.

"I also do a lot of work. Many files haven't been designed."

"I want to walk anyway. Whatever, deh, you want to go with what not."

"Okay, I'm coming."

Cakra himself did not believe why he could obey Berti. He scratched his head, then welcomed the change of clothes his wife gave him.

"I'm waiting downstairs," Berti said.

Rushing Cakra changed clothes, then followed his wife down. Both of them got out, and then got in the car.

"Where are you going?" ask Cakra.

"Just walk. Bored at home."

"Yes, where to? Must be clear on the purpose."

"To the cafe of love," Berti said.

"Where is the place?"

Berti laughs. "You really don't know that place?"

Cakra. "I don't know."

"It's a cafe for couples."

"Gapain get there. We're already married. Don't be a teenager."

"To the mall, deh," said Berti finally.

A place that gets a head nod from the Cakra. The engine is immediately turned on and Cakra starts driving the car out of the yard.

The journey takes thirty-five minutes. The two got out of the car, then walked inside the mall. As always, Cakra does not want to be held if it is in public.

Berti is getting bored with his streets. What was seen was just that - it was as well as visitors who were walking around, while his stomach began to rumble.

"We're looking for a restaurant."

"Eat udon only, Mas," suggested Berti.

Cakra breed and they head for the udon restaurant. Berti ordered noodles mixed with curry and thin slices of soft meat. Do not forget the cold lemon tea as a complement.

"That's a big deal," said Berti who immediately sipped lemon tea.

Cakra just shook his head, but he did not comment anything. He did not eat the white noodles, but Berti devoured all the way to the soup.

"We're going home" said Cakra.

"Shop first."

"Shopping especially? Still lacking the same bag of clothes at home? It's night, Bert."

"Shop a snack" Berti said.

"Come, hurry."

Going with his Innate Cakra was always in a hurry. Berti rushed to the supermarket to buy some cold drinks, sterile milk and snacks for home.

"You're over there, and I'm over here" said Cakra.

"Cock, different?"

"Last fast. If your part is fast, I'll go there. If my share is faster than the cashier, you're here" said Cakra.

It is very efficient in dividing time. Both are queuing up. It's called being hard to be happy to stay together. I don't know, Berti found this strange and funny, but there was an advantage there too because the cashier of the Cakra section finished sooner, and Berti approached her husband.

After shopping, the two went straight home. On the way, Berti felt a strange. His stomach was uncomfortable and felt stirred.

"You take the car slowly, dong," Berti said.

"It's moderate speed, really."

"Your AC's not upset? Kok, hot," said Berti who felt sultry.

The chakra raises the temperature in his car, but not for long Berti lowers it due to the cold. Sit Berti restless, his mouth is uncomfortable and he feels nauseous.

"Mas, stop by the side of the road. I'm gonna throw up" Berti said.

"Huh, vomit?"

"Snap, I'm drunk, nih," said Berti.

Cakras cannot stop because they are on a crowded highway, and it is impossible for Cakra to stop cars on a crowded roadside.

"I can't take it anymore" Berti said.

"You don't come out. Hold it first" said Cakra, who stopped the car on the side of the road. Cakra grabbed the groceries that were in the back seat. Throw the contents in the chair, then give the plastic to Berti. "Puking here. We'll be there soon. There's no way you're throwing up on the side of this crowded street."

Berti took the plastic. The contents that came in earlier he took out and it felt spicy because Berti ate quite a lot of chilli.

"Kan, what did I say. Greedy, anyway. Eat a lot of chilies," grumbled Cakra.

"Tissue," pinta Berti.

Cakra gave it, then gave his wife a drink of mineral water. Luckily Berti bought a few bottles of cold mineral water.

"Where do you keep this?" ask Berti.

Cakra shut his mouth. "That's the plastic, let me throw it in the trash."

Berti tied it up, then handed him a bag of plastic filled with liquid that made the holder nauseous. Cakra out of the car. He walked quickly to the trash.

"Tomorrow to see a doctor, deh," muttered Berti.

The chakras can breathe a sigh of relief after getting in the car and returning to continue the journey home. While Berti did not stop drinking and briefly enjoyed a bar of chocolate on the way.

"Your stomach doesn't know fullness" said Cakra.

"Abis vomit must be hungry. My mouth is bitter too."

Arriving at home, Berti got off first from the car, and went straight to the water tap in the yard. There he again pulled out the contents in his stomach.

"Kan, get greedy again," Cakra said with a swipe of his wife's back.

"My stomach is not good. In the wind times," said Berti.

"You go inside first, let me flush this."

Once again Cakra closed his nose, then doused Berti's vomit with a water hose. The nighttime chakra experience that was instead made a hassle by his wife.

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