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Chapter 7 This chest is getting crowded

half an hour later we got home and I got off the bike.

" Thank you a lot of mas already want to nganterin me home, I'm sorry I can't stop by because it's already malem.and kayak mas reza also haven't come home.I go first yes mas," said I.

" It's okay, I understand if that's why I go home first" he said and then put forward his motorbike.

I immediately hurriedly opened the door because I was afraid that if I saw a neighbor, I did not want to be slandered because at night talking to another man while my status was married.

Mas Adi nodded his head with a smile, then said goodbye.

immediately I open the door and then step in, see the state of the house is quiet and there is no motor mas reza in the yard, I am sure mas reza has not come home. the hour to go home from work is half a day.

I stepped into the room and rushed into the bathroom to clean myself up.

finished bathing my stomach that has been rumbling asked immediately in the contents.I open the cupboard there is still one remaining egg, I fried spring and then scooped rice. finished eating I sat in the living room.while waiting for mas reza, I sent you a message.

" Where are you?" why haven't you come home?"

messages have been sent, waiting for a few seconds, minutes and even half an hour passed but there was no reply from mas reza.

I tried to call but not pick up.

I saw the clock was already at half twelve, I decided to sleep first.Let mas reza open the door himself, anyway he brought a spare key.I think I

just about to lay down on the mattress, heard the roar of the mas reza motorbike outside the house. I stepped foot to the door, not long mas reza stepped in. just now I was about to grab the hand of mas reza and want to kiss the back of his hand, mas reza immediately threw my arm.I closed the door and tailed behind the mas reza.

" where did you come from, huh,? I sent a message no one you reply.from earlier I was waiting for you to go home, I was afraid there was nothing about you mas," asked me slowly make a step mas reza stopped.

" Who told you to wait for me, I'm where it's none of your business! do you know, honestly I'm bored at home. let alone see you rich gini! every day the husband comes home from work, your welcome is always like this.Mana husband who is comfortable looking at the appearance of his wife who every day daeran shabby, dull face, and can not take care of themselves."

" you look at the appearance of women in my office, clean, fragrant, beautiful, fashionable again.With you, your body odor is just musty. rather than my eyes hurting you who are not good at it, I better find entertainment out there looking clear! so don't mistake me if I'm lazy and not at home!

she spoke without thinking about my feelings.

" You should be grateful that we are not hungry, grateful that I never demand anything from you. Even the living you love is far from enough, but I kept quiet and nerima mas. I never asked this from you either.

even I also want my salary to run out never left over because to cover our needs!with a vibrating voice I let out all the unek, the tears that I had been able to bear the end of it also shed. somehow the courage from which I spoke loudly to my husband. all this time whatever mas reza said right, no matter how he and his family treated me, I was always silent and accepting.

maybe it's because this heart is already too sick to hold tightness in the chest, so my emotions exploded tonight.

still in tears, I continue my uncle who stuck up all this time.Let all of them I spill tonight.

" As a wife, I'm not good are you? same with your family? your salary you give the same mother, the same sister, I never banned. all this time I know everything but I was silent.and I never protested. although I know that in fact the mother is not lacking especially in terms of kitchen needs, because your father's pension money is more than enough, but I understand that the boy until anytime belongs to his mother. but have you done your duty as a husband to support a wife?! did you prosper your wife?

" I work from the morning home at night to help you make a living, but never in the least you appreciate mas, I'm not considered here. my fault is it with you?" say me with a loud voice.

" What's the drama?!

" what's your fault, huh? your fault is a lot.you as a wife can not make a husband happy, and you as a wife do not know Thank you.you are just a poor girl who is lucky to marry, I am married, though there are still many beautiful and rich women out there who chase after me, but it turns out I chose the wrong."

" And as for my salary problem, it's up to me to love anyone, you have no right to interfere. For the living I love you too, you have no right to interfere, it's not enough but you are not good at managing finances.you are a wife who is not grateful and useless! " denger ya, from now on don't ever interfere in my affairs, you take care of yourself to make it more pleasing to the eyes." he mocked while smiling cynically.

then he casually stepped into the room, leaving me still sobbing withstanding the extreme sadness.

This chest is getting claustrophobic, not expecting my marriage to be like this. I must be excited, I must not be whiny.but the more I encourage myself, these tears are getting louder. Oh, my God, until when do I survive.

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drrttt...

I was surprised, the sound of vibration alarm from the phone I kept under the pillow shook my ears. It was still at 5 am, it turns out, with a head that was a little heavy from crying all night I stepped foot into the bathroom.

soon I take ablution for morning prayers.ku lyrics mas reza who is still sleeping soundly, I do not dare to wake him even for just praying congregation.

after finishing the prayer, I fold the mukena.when I want to put the mukena on the table sound notif from the device mas reza that is placed next to the mukena table because it is being charged.