I'm (Not) a Cheap Woman

Honeymoon

Week passed...

Nisa and Arka return to Indonesia. After eight hours, they arrived in their beloved country.

Very tired, this married couple is pat on the bed. Tomorrow, they visit the oma.

Arka handed a totebag containing typical Japanese souvenirs. “For oma,” said.

Nisa also thrusts plastic that does not contain anything.

Arka cannot see the contents because the plastic is not transparent. He who is curious is. “By what did Nisa love to oma? As I recall, he did not buy any time in Japan.”

Their attention astonished the oma, but not too much. “Oma actually does not need souvenirs like this,” he said.

“Sorry if the souvenirs we love are less luxurious oma,” reply Arka quickly.

Oma grabbed Arka's hand, then grabbed it. “Not so by oma. Any gift will oma receive.”

Arka put on a sad expression. “Keep the oma greeting just now? Oma like not to like the souvenirs we love.”

“To be honest, it is not a gift like this that you want. Oma will be happy if you guys gift our grandchildren.”

Hearing that, Arka picked up a glass of drink the maid had prepared. The drink was drunk until it ran out.

“Just pray that we will be quickly loved by children, oma.”

Oma returned. “Every day Ima pray for you. Maybe ifa is less diligent in asking for grandchildren to Allah.”

The oma's words made Arka feel very guilty, because he and his father had deliberately aborted the content of Nisa.

They have a lot of dialogue. Stop at dusk with dialogue in the sky. Arka and Nisa say goodbye before returning to the mansion.

After taking an afternoon bath, Arka wore a pajama couple that she bought in Japan a few days ago. Continue with the bed.

A few moments later...

“Wear the nightgown I bought. Later we photos together to be sent to oma and mama,” pinta Arka on Nisa who still wears bath robes.

Instead of wearing a nightgown given by Arka, Nisa actually wore a knee-length floral negligee.

Spontaneous, Arka who saw him rise and speak up. “Why use negligee? You didn't hear me say I was wearing a nightgown?”

“The book is not in me anymore,” replied Nisa. There was no enthusiasm at all on his face.

Belt-rigged arcs. “Where's the book? The new purchase is gone. Sloppy once.”

“I gave to oma earlier.”

“Hah? The one in the black plastic was a nightgown?” asked Arka who Nisa answered immediately with a nod.

“Women don't know it's lucky. Actually, I love that pajama for the pity of seeing you wear a negligee. Even you love to oma,” he continued.

Nisa who was still standing in front of Arka again replied. “I know exactly. All this time, all that Brother loved was out of pity. And now I won't let Brother do it again. That's enough, I don't need mercy Brother.”

Nisa and Arka each felt the most right. However, in order to maintain sanity together, the two stopped the debate.

Be that long night they went through with each other quietly.

The moon in, when the sun comes out of the contest.

Nisa is ready. He waited for Arka to finish the bath.

While waiting, his eyes were fixed on a ring box located near Arka's suit. Curious, he hurriedly opened it. Before Arka came out of the bathroom.

After which, he glanced at the wedding ring that was coiled on his ring finger. Really, nothing compared to the ring inside the box.

“Earning is also for sister Dara,” her inner full haru.

The longer, the more he became aware of his position.

It was realized that all Arka had been spoiling was Dara, not her. The proof, the ring in the box is much prettier than the ring that is coiled on his finger.

Shortly after, Arka came out of the bathroom. He switched to wearing blazers, long cardinals, and expensive sneakers of course.

It’s time for going to the office.

Upon arrival in a special room belonging to the regional division, Nisa was immediately greeted by a birthday party invitation belonging to Dara.

Not only was he invited, all the staff in his division were invited.

Nisa opened the pink invitation card. It says the party starts at eight p.m. “True to my guess, that expensive ring must have made Kak Dara,” thought.

Instead of thinking about her unfortunate fate of irresponsible husband like Arka, plus uncivilized Dara, Nisa decided to focus on doing the report only.

Before her fingers came into contact with the computer keyboard, Nisa first stored her wedding ring into a bag.

At least, his feelings of sadness did not flare up if he lingered on seeing the poor ring. Yes, she who became a wife forced Arka.

He also focused on making cash flow reports. Spontaneously, he gawked while reading the amount of cash coming in. The dividend income in this month is much different from the previous months.

“This is valid?” ask her on Thira.

“Valid lah Sa. Lately, our income has been much higher. All thanks to your viral interview.”

“But it was just a regular interview Ra. I did not expect the effect could be this big.”

On the tenth floor.

Arka smiled as she checked the balance sheet reports from the managers. The graphics soared high, a sign that the company's financial position rose dramatically.

He switched to checking the social media pages of his company. Instantly, he read some of the top consumer comments.

“Since using cocoa butter lip, my lips are no longer cracked again.” Consumer 1

“Be proud of one of the staff at the viral Naturalskin Indonesia. He is honoring the name of our company and our country. She is beautiful and hijab. Because of Mbak, I was curious to try the product. After I tried, the tomato sheet mask really made the spots on my face slowly disappear.” Consumer 2

“I've been looking for a lipstick that is really resistant to wear outside the home, but have not found a suitable one. I then tried using castor oil lip and persimmon until now. Thank you for the amazing lip stick Naturalskin Indonesia.” Consumer 3

Arka became addicted to reading the next comments. And thank God, ninety-one percent of consumers comment well all.

Even if some come, most in the matter of delivery are a little slower. There are also those who complain that the package is damaged. Thank God it is still safe.

Tetiba, Arka remembered Nisa. Because of the virility of Nisa is what causes the product to be known to more people.

“Make me coffee.” The message Arka sent to WhatsApp Nisa.

Nisa paused the activity of making her report because Arka's incoming chat notification kept ringing.

With a slow step and with a feeling of pressure, she stepped into the pantry to make her unclean husband coffee.

“It seems exciting if I put cyanide into his coffee brother Arka,” candanya very upset.

Taste test, the sugar is just right. The mood is not right. Still very minus.

Arc, Arka. So mean of you.