Not a Temporary Wife

Not a Temporary Wife
First time



Grumbling resentfully for failing to make his first drink, Michel is back on his cutting-edge gadget, "Now you dare to lie to me huh! "He cursed and pointed at his gadget in annoyance.


"I've done everything you've taught me, but why is that drink so salty? "Michel hates failure so much, whether it's a trivial problem or a big problem, still he does not want failure to approach him, he said, after swearing the glass and gadget he walked into the kitchen where he made tea to check all the ingredients he had used.


"Oh**** "Back mungumpat after tasting the powder that he had used to make warm tea for his wife. "Based on a fucking woman, why would she put salt in here? "Beat and keep swearing after failing to make tea.


The sound of the door opening so loudly that it made Mitha startled in shock, two pairs of eyes Staring at Mitha sharply so that it made Mitha swallow her saliva with difficulty.


"A-No, what's wrong? "Ask Mitha scared.


Michel smiled grinning "Are you currently laughing at me? "Ask with scary eyes.


"Hah-- "Mitha who was confused by Michel's remark only answered confusedly.


"Are you laughing at me? "Michel shouted.


Shaking his head with a plain face that does not understand the word laugh.


"Currently, I know you deliberately wanted to upset me so much that you put salt on that table. "Michel's upset mouth.


She was again stunned by her husband's words and after a while Mitha ventured to look at her husband. "I always put salt in its place. "Jawab Mitha quietly.


"Follow me, "without regard to his wife's sick and limp state, Michel forcibly pulled his wife's arm and dragged her to follow him.


"What's this thing called putting it in its place? "Ask Michel with frustration.


Mitha frowned confusedly, she was confused where her mistake was to put the jar of salt.


"Why shut up, answer! "yell Michel.


"From the beginning I was here, the place where the salt was never moved. "Jawab Mitha.


Michel's teeth clashed until heard by Mitha, it seems that now he felt embarrassed and angry because he failed to make tea..


Michel's not his name if he's not angry, throwing Mitha's arm that she still holds then go to the living room to take her hanphonenya and leave Mitha who is still stuck in understanding not with the anger of her husband who is always beyond reason.


"If I go back to this apartment, this apartment is still in this state, just look at you! "Threatening and then leaving Mitha who is still confused by her husband's anger that is always beyond reason


Exhaling a sigh of relief after her husband left, then memuter his head to see the chaos of his residence which was destroyed by his mother-in-law. Sitting back looking at the messy house.


"Lord, I'm finally getting kicked by fatigue, I'm tired of God, I can't afford to continue living like this. "Mitha's words were accompanied by cries.


Shaking her head and then getting up from her seat, looking for water to drink, but before she took the glass her gaze was diverted to a jar containing white powder that had been used by her husband to make tea..


"What does he say, I put salt in its place? You angry handyman, he knows where to put all the things in this house, he came to this apartment just to eat. Drink, sleep and work, that's all I serve him, why he's angry as if I'm wrong.."Mitha grumbled not to remember the debate after seeing the salt that became the core of their debate earlier.


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Elsewhere Michel seemed angry he threw all the paper on his desk.. "She must be laughing at me right now "Still with the same anger that she accidentally saw her childhood photo on the scattered paper..


Looking back at his childhood photos he remembers how his childhood happiness was snatched away by the woman who is currently his stepmother.. "Fuckin' woman. "Four and then went back to leave his room which he had messed up.


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"I think this Masion has been ruined by your sins. "Michel commented on his childhood home that used to be his residence.


"Well, there's a wind that you suddenly come to my house. "Michel's stepmother's answer doesn't like it.


"Ceek.I think you've turned old lady "Ejek Michel, then she walks into the living room, where the room is a room that became her family's favorite place first. Take a deep breath and throw it away violently.


Ten years more not set foot in his childhood home makes him remember his childhood, happy, sad, even the trauma he got in this house, even the bad for his life he got here.


The arrival of another woman in the life of her father and mother makes the family full of affection it becomes a great disaster, Father and Mother every day always fight, always fight, and always, and when his father decides to marry the woman who is currently his stepmother, Michel's biological mother commits suicide, after his mother left for good the woman who became his father's mistress proudly occupied their house the woman became the only mistress in the house who had a lot of love and affection.


Michel, who was a child, often received unpleasant treatment from his stepmother and biological father, what potion was given by his stepmother that made his father who used to have an angelic heart after marrying the woman, his father turned into a cruel man and had no heart and no affection.


Michel smiled bitterly as he recalled his childhood full of torture maybe if he did not decide to escape first, maybe at this time he would only be a puppet of his father and stepmother.


"Prangg "He slammed a beautiful urn on display in his old room, where once, the place became a place of his mother's favorite goods. "Do you want my mother's things? "Sheep Michel.


"Based on the child not knowing yourself, you destroyed my beloved Vase! "Not less loudly stepmother Michel yelled inadmissibly.


"After you took all my mother's belongings, now you're replacing all my mother's vases with these cheap vases. Where's my mom's vase and stuff? "asked Michel in anger.


"I've thrown it away, because it's not worth it anymore, and anyway this house is not an antique house that must be filled with antiques and cheap. "Michel's stepmother's answer doesn't care about Michel's anger..


"Bad. "Splitting the neck of his stepmother until his mother's body was airborne, the cries of the officials who were shocked by what Michel was doing echoed in the mansion..


Michel's father in the room was shocked to hear the cries of all the workers so hurriedly ran over to the crowd.


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