Mafia Snatch Wife Man
Chapter 4. Tyrannical Nests.
The man named Santoso was silent. Even though he knew that what his son and wife were doing was wrong. Santoso is still hitchhiking, the car he uses and the company that can give him luxury living also belongs to Mega.
Be Santoso has the title as husband fear wife. He no longer has a family, so he lives a kara in this city. What if Mega threw herself into the streets. Santoso is used to living well. Be, he pretended to be deaf and blind to what was going on in his family.
Although, sometimes his conscience pushes to help, Anja. When, the wife acted arbitrarily towards her daughter-in-law who was very diligent and meek.
His fatherly side is sometimes sliced, but once again, Santoso is not ready to be a bully at this time.
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"Anjali must be working at her sister-in-law's shop. What a great race again!" muttered Arka who peeked from across, because it was the workshop and food stall brother of Anja's husband was opposite the workshop where he worked.
"If only I were rich. I will certainly get you out of that tyrannical lair. Honey, I'm helpless. I'm sorry, Anja." Arka paused for a moment from her job, until a shout from the boss returned her daydreams.
As usual, every morning Anja will work for her sister-in-law to become a waitress at her cafe. Coincidentally the rice stall belongs to Puspita, located in a very strategic place. Close to factories, large workshops, car showrooms and also hospitals. Be the stall always crowded at lunchtime.
"Anja! screams loudly.
"Yes, Brother. Brother doesn't have to scream like that. Kasian. Anyway, I'm close. Not in the middle of the highway." Anja said in a soft tone however, in a satirical tone. He was fed up because Puspita always yelled at him.
"Huh, much of your protest! Here I am the boss! It's up to me to scream what it's not. You're a real job or I'm not a salary, you can't!"
"There! Clean the table over there. Continue ... wash the dishes, mumpung visitors again deserted!" puspita shouted making the eardrum almost ruptured.
Not until there, Puspita continued to rule, Anja did anything. Even though he knows if the energy brother is two-bodied. His voice really made a noise in the afternoon leading up to that afternoon.
Anja grimaced before answering the orders of her sister-in-law with a weak nod. He rubbed his hands at a glance, unbeknownst to his brother. Then again lift the visitor's tableware and put it in a round tub. After that, Anja will clean the table one by one.
Just for information, there are about fifteen tables with four chairs at each table. Since lunch time has just passed, of course, the former customers eat very much.
"Work don't miss that's why! A nimble sneak! Cave no salary, you can't check pregnant!" snapped, Puspita who always scolded, Anja and threatened not to pay her, if it does not work perfectly.
"I–iya, Brother! After this I wash the dishes!" sahutnya afraid. The threat from Puspita was very effective in making it a crime. How not, from his salary that is not how much he can afford to buy his needs and save a little for the natural costs later.
Not regret or mourn fate. But the opposite. Anja, just grateful when the customers did not spend their food. Because then, he survived the famine and kept him from the danger of stomach ulcers.
"Mother, will do anything for you, son. You have to grow up and be healthy." Anja monologues herself while gently rubbing her slightly distended stomach. Then, re-rub the dirty equipment with a sponge that emits foam.
"It's four o'clock. I went home, sister," said Anja asking for permission. But he stood beside the cashier's table. Until Puspita gives him twenty thousand, he will pass. Work from nine in the morning, to four in the afternoon.
With substandard pay. Maybe, if he works in a cafe or Padang restaurant around there. The pay will be greater. How else, Anja does want to work elsewhere but is not allowed.
Her husband's mother-in-law, the mother of Thunder, threatened. If Anja works elsewhere, her entire salary will be taken to pay the debt. Of course, Anja objected. She is pregnant with the Santoso family.
What if later, he's dumped? How will his son's fate be? At least, Anja thinks that she still has a chance to prove the truth. That, the child she contains today is the seed of Thunder, her husband.
"Today is very heavy, because the stalls are so crowded. However, Sister Puspita only added five thousand of his usual wages. My whole body hurts all. Not yet, at home. Surely another job was waiting for me," muttered, Anja was lethargic, if possible this young lady already wanted to raise the white flag. He just wants to give up the trials of life that hit him.
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"Anja, you're home, right. Oh yes, later cook rendang same soup complete yes. Remember ... six o'clock must be done. And the laundry in that big basket you're gonna have to iron it up neatly. Remember not to go to bed before nine!" React orders from Mega, make both knees Anja while wanting to escape from the joint.
He then held under his stomach which immediately held tight. She felt like a maid rather than a daughter-in-law. There was no attention from her mother-in-law.
"Mommy, believe if you're strong, baby. Let's just have to hold on." Anja rubbed her stomach after putting the bag on the kitchen table. Then he began to wash and cut the meat.
Every now and then, those tears would trickle down contemplating his fate that was like being trapped in a prison. Moreover, he had seen, if his mother and step-sister were eating meatballs at a stall located not far from the restaurant owned by Puspita.
At least, Bayu, the nine-year-old half-sister did not live a life of deprivation. Anja loved her, because her father married his stepmother when Bayu was three months old.
Therefore, Anja has considered Bayu like her own biological sister. But, for some reason, Ibu Sari could not think of him as a biological child in love.
...Seriate...
