Sorry, We're Not in line anymore

Spa

Before the wedding, I was most frugal with my expenses. Because, in this pandemic, conditions are difficult. There is rarely any assignment of training or outside service (DL).

In fact, before the pandemic, the DL, the hope of many employees. Including me, who is still honorary. In the past, if any student was sent to represent the painting race, I would have been appointed to accompany you.

That was. Anyway, at that time I was very happy, if appointed as a companion teacher, when the students of the painting competition. Yes so. With the DL, I feel I can all refresh, plus of course get pocket money. Heheheheh! Pretty well. You can add wallet contents.

Yes it was. Now, the conditions and situations are very different. Changed one hundred and eighty degrees. From home, via the zoom app. So do the students, learning from their homes.

Even if there are teachers who enter the school, it is all because there is a picket turn. So, go in turns.

Keep the distance, it has become a trend of life today. Teachers have changed many professions with side business.

What else, try. Hours are reduced. Much relax. While the demands of the necessities of life continue to run. Like it or not, teachers must find other ways to survive.

Faced with the worst situation, I learned to tighten my belt. As much as possible I should skimp.

Worse, I can't skimp after having a wife. Because, there are many other expenses that I did not expect before.

Treatment cost. Huhahaha! I swear I was shocked. This is how it feels to have a wife. Must learn sincerely, when the wife demands this it.

"Mas, I want to go to Spa tomorrow, add the money," he said, making me stunned.

Yesterday he confiscated my atm. Second, he asked for additional to buy the latest HP models. Now, he asked to go to the spa for treatment. Oh my God, it's heavy, it turns out to be a husband.

So, I remember that I used to often ngetawain Subandi, who likes to be upset just as the payday time. Because, atm is held by bininya.

I often bully him, and say that he really fits into the group ISTI (Ikatan Husband Afraid Wife).

Maybe I have his karma now. I also got miserable treatment, from my wife. Atm, confiscated. I can't lie if I have money. Must be a standby husband, ready to be made money with the wife. Whatever number. If you do not give, prepare for the seventh world war. Huhahaha!

"Mas!" said again.

"Tomorrow I go to Spa yes, want creambath, stretch and the like." explained Hira again re-explained what was his request.

"Oh yeah, that's okay, I'm happy. Let me be beautiful, baby" I said, trying to cover my emotions.

"Oh my God, give me patience. Facing trials for the sake of this ordeal." I murmured.

"Darling, I slept first. Sleepy," I said to avoid it. Because I was tired of thinking about what he wanted. He really gave me a headache.

"Good thing she's a wife. If not, I have run away, because his request is quite exhausting the contents of my wallet. Can take the captain, the ship if it goes on like this!" pekikku protested in my heart.

"Mas, but tomorrow don't forget yes, transfer to my account, for more. Seven hundred thousand," he said.

***

Because of the heavy sleepiness, last night I wasn't so focused, listening to how much money he was asking for.

In the afternoon, he asked me to immediately transfer the money to Spa.

"Mas, I'm going to gojek. No need to go to the spa. Later, I got tired of waiting for me at the Spa. The money has been transferred to my account?!" the question is half urgent.

"Oh yes I forgot. For a moment. Howmany? One hundred lumas tens of thousands right?" my many.

"What kind of treatment would Mas, at the Spa, pay one hundred and fifty thousand?" knock him, protest immediately.

In fact, I actually did not agree to his plan to Spa.

"Tu...juh hundredsssssss, fifty thousand rupiah?" call it.

"Huh. Crazy," I cried.

"Hm. The treatment is expensive, baby. I don't have that kind of money," I said a little pair of faces.

"It's a lot of money, Mom. In your account one more," he said again.

"I told you, baby. The money I put into savings deposits. I choose five years, the time. So can't take it lightly. Five years later I could take it," I explained at length, hoping Hira would believe me.

I see, there was a sense of disappointment emanating on his face. Then he threw his face away, unwilling to look at me, as he spoke.

"This female creature is a little sulking anyway" I murmured.

"Why is he so gini now. So sebel tastes. But remember.brought patience, Budiman, that beloved wife of your own choice," I said again still deepened in my heart.

"Yes, I asked for five hundred thousand. There are, there must be yes. My husband had no money. A lie for sure" he said, negotiating with me, guessing at my wallet.

But, shit! Why is his guess right. The contents of my wallet are now five hundred thousand.

Replace me who negotiates.

"Three hundred, baby. In my wallet there are only three hundred thousand rupiahs," I said as I opened my wallet, I showed him.

But, he did not want to look at the wallet I showed him. Even throw your face away. I'm so confused to see how he behaves like that!

I had to lie. There are only three hundred thousand in the wallet. Later if confiscated him all, could mess up my life. As a husband, I have no money.

Originally, there were five hundred thousand banknotes. Two more pieces, I tuck them in the hidden part of my wallet.

"Ah lied!" he said, as if he did not believe my confession.

"Take a look here" said Hira again.

*deg's!* my heart is pounding, out of misgivings.

"Let's see if you don't believe it!" I handed over the wallet.

He's unlocked. I said in my heart, I hope he doesn't search the two pieces of money that I put in the other part of my wallet.

"Luckily, thank God, he didn't research all the hidden parts in my wallet. He believed that my purse was only three hundred thousand." I cried with a happy heart.

"I took two hundred. So I'm just creambath. Next week I go to the spa again, stretch," he said.

I calmed down a little when he just took my money two hundred thousand. Uh but there's an aftermath, next week she wants another treatment, a stretch.

Uh. Whatever. If there's money, I'll give it. If there is none, I will be quiet. Pretend to be a bemuck husband! Huhahahahah! Because I am tired if I have to continue with him. In fact, the question is only trivial. But, at the end of the argument, it must be a big problem.

So, from now on I have to learn more patience, facing this creature named wife in front of me. The fate! (connect)