NOT A LOYAL MAN

Episode 17: Haven't Met Pov Day

My head was really dizzy, wanting to feel like I threw my head away and replaced it with a new head.

I thought that after marrying Tiara life would be happier, the shadow of being served by a young and beautiful wife simply vanished.

The good times of gulping down the sweetness of love only at the beginning of marriage, after a few months Tiara began to show her true nature.

Realistic, selfish and angry like sadistic. He had too many demands and all had to be obeyed, like a few days ago before he ran away from home.

Tiara wants to go to college, obviously I object, she is still young and beautiful for sure will be a lot of her boyfriend who is interested, obviously I am jealous.

Where does the money come from for college expenses ? while my income as an online taxi driver is uncertain and not how much is just enough for the cost of daily living.

He did not accept it and was angry, all the contents of the zoo came out of his mouth, I myself was shocked. My wife who has a soft and sweet face was able to talk as rude as a market thug.

"I want to go to college ! I don't care where the money is coming from ? want to sell the car is up to !" Tiara said in a high tone.

"If a car is sold, what does it have to do ?" my words are no less fierce.

"You're a coolie, want to be a thief I don't care ! the important thing is that I can go to college ! Shame on me if I'm just a high school graduate !" Tiara is indeed great prestige does not fit the situation. Though he was raised by a simple family should be simple style is also not as high as the sky like this.

I who have been furious with anger finally leave the house, I better work to make money than fight against the matre woman.

"Anj**g you ! wife is not finished talking left to run away ! you're kere mas !" The swearing and makian Tiara sounded to come out accompanied my departure to fetch fortune.

I drove my car to a small stall that is a subscription for online taxi drivers like me for breakfast, I must have enough energy to face the reality of my life that is not as beautiful as the body of Tiara.0

My fate is indeed apes early in the morning instead of being treated to breakfast and a cup of coffee and a sweet smile wife, this was even invited noisily.

Since marriage Tiara never cooks for me, she said fear of fire is afraid of oil splashes, the skin will be washed out, is the reason ! just say lazy.

The task of cleaning the house was never done, he prefers to gather with his friends hanging out not obviously spend the husband's money.

After breakfast I open my wallet to pay, I immediately lemes, last night the money in the wallet is still about seven hundreds of thousands now live fifty thousand. This must be Tiara's behavior, taking money without my permission.

Has fate been told what ? I just hope that today there are many orders, so that I can buy gasoline for my car that is almost dying and can go home with money.

Alhamdullah....

Today's results are quite a lot can be made to buy a full tank of gasoline, at least to eat tomorrow is still there.

Until the house is dark, the lights have not been turned on when it was eight at night. Is the token up, huh, how does it sound ?

"Assalamualaikum...dek...dek....open the door" I knock the door many times there is no answer, Tiara where ?

I called his phone number but it's off, where's he going ? if sleeping inside is not possible, cook not hear a noise.

I turned on my flashlight, looked for where Tiara kept the key and finally found it under the pot.

I open the door and turn on the lights, I spread my eyes across the room, it's still the same as it was this morning when I left.

Maybe Tiara left because she was still angry with me, at least to her parents' house tomorrow I picked her up, now let her anger subside a little.

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Tiara hasn't been home for three days, is she that angry ? I tried to contact my father-in-law in the village.

"Waalaikum salam...tumben you nelfon need what ?" A flat tone sounded from across.

"Sorry sir is Tiara staying at home ?" I was afraid that my father-in-law would be offended.

"Nothing, why are you guys ? until you don't know where Tiara is ?" I was trembling in fear of being scolded by my Father-in-law.

"Mister's habit, little fuss" I purposely hid the fact that we had a big fight and Tiara had not been home for three days.

"You don't macem my son ! watch out ! if anything happens to my daughter, I won't hesitate to beat you up !" The threat of my Father-in-law successfully made my knees tremble, I once felt for myself the enormity of the old man's raw bogem.

"Yes thank you sir, assalamualaikum..."

I hurriedly turned off the phone line, not my son, if the anger is terrible.

I'm really desperate to find Tiara, I've been looking for her old boarding place maybe Tiara stayed there right, Vira is close friends kos there.

"Tiara's security guard isn't here ?" ask me without further ado.

"No, sir, Neng Tiara hasn't been here since" means it was almost a year ago.

"If Vira is still here ?"

"Non Vira has moved Pak, he said he wants to study in Jakarta" said the security guard.

My hope of finding Tiara is now dashed, where else should I look for Tiara ?

I didn't know any of Tiara's friends, my relationship with Tiara was confined to a bed and I was forced to marry her because of a raid by the Tiara family. How do I know he's hanging out with anyone.

Anyway Tiara is my wife, good bad she is my responsibility, I don't want to fail a second time. I'm ashamed of my family if my second marriage ends in divorce.

I had an idea, didn't Exel know Yudha's former Tiara High School time, who knew Yudha could give information about Tiara.

"Hello Xel where are you ?"

"Hello Pi, Exel just want to go home Pi, tumben nelfon ?"

"Bapi needs your help, Papi wait to be enlisted by Mr. Min near Indomaret ya"

"Ok Pi instantly unplug this"

Shortly after Exel came with his motorbike, I told him everything that happened, while eating our cat rice chat at length, Exel listened carefully, he promised tomorrow he would take me to meet Yudha early in the morning.

I looked at my son's back, filled with regret for hurting him and his mother with my affair.

Rice has become porridge, but porridge is also delicious if seasoned properly. I hope my porridge can be eaten well, reader...

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