Tengil Tuan Tuan Presdir's

Chapters 14. Punishment For Kiara

"Mas Habibie!!!!"

Kiara shouted with her cry. The woman ran like a ghost chased. No, he ran like a man who was racing a bull.

"Mas Habibie don't throw Kiara's bag!"

Just when Kiara wanted to take her bag from her husband's hand, Habibie had already thrown the bag into a barrel in which there was a burning fire.

Not just one, but several bags Kiara burned out. The woman looked at the husband with a disappointed look, she hurried back inside, took the fire to direct it to the barrel until the fire was extinguished, the fire canister was thrown in any direction.

Habibie was not touched at all when Kiara scraped the contents of the barrel, took out bags branded Kiara who had been burnt even no longer intact.

The woman collapsed on the grass. He looked down, crying because his beloved bag was engulfed in fire.

"I don't like it when you love something like that too much. Don't let what you love get you into hellfire, Kiara! There are obligations that you have to do instead of spending time on unimportant things!"

"It doesn't matter?" kiara muttered while wiping her tears. She turned her head, stood up to her husband, stopped right in front of him.

"Mas said it doesn't matter? What's not important is Mas Abie! Burn people's stuff. You think it's good, huh? Are you not taught to take care of other people's feelings? Whatever I am. I have no right to admit this. Mas it's outrageous! I did everything as I pleased Mas Abie! Thinking if this world belonged to Mas Abie! Kiara's religion Kiara's business!" the woman's scream was tight. "You don't have to interfere!"

Habibie closed his eyes, his emotions were played again because of the woman in front of him. He pulled Kiara's hand as she was about to leave.

"You are my wife! Your afterlife is also my responsibility! Okay, you think it's all your business! But it's my duty as a husband to fix what's wrong with my wife!"

"Curtain," Kiara screeched quite loudly. He swerved towards Habibie and it made Habibie fall silent again. "His husband? Am I not wrong? What husband only thinks about his wife's afterlife affairs without thinking about his wife's feelings and happiness! It should be fake! You can say what husband is not!"

Kiara again rubbed the clear lips from the corner of her eye. The woman pushed Habibie's chest, walked away from her husband and went into the house.

"Mrs!" call Bi Arum. She was so worried when she saw Kiara go upstairs crying as she pleased. I want to ignore but keep thinking. If chased, Kiara also went into her room.

"May you all be well, don't fight, madam!" Bi Arum could only pray. He went back down to the first floor to prepare breakfast.

"Where are you going, Kiara!" ketus Habibie from the dining table. The man was reading something on his tablet while sipping black coffee without sugar.

"Go! Why at home if only scolded continuously. Butek!"

Habibie's forehead instantly shriveled, he glanced at Kiara with the corner of his eyes and out came that rough breath.

"Go one step from the door, you'll reach the gates of hell, Kiara!"

Tak.

Kiara's steps stopped. He instantly turned around, his eyes flushed red with his jaws tightening. Her hands were clenched and she immediately threw a small bag at her husband.

Sett!

Bruckk!

Just one second Habibie moved too late, the bag would have hit his head. Kiara stomped her feet and stood in front of her husband.

"What the hell does it want. Don't lock me up at home. I don't want to!"

The man pulled the tip of his lips. Looking up at Kiara with an annoyed look. "Didn't you know that going out without her husband's permission was sinful? And you want to wear this ugly cloth? Want to be a bad girl or something? Bothered by people!"

Kiara growled back. The girl's eyebrows shot up. He smiled mockingly then walked closer.

"Bad woman, let me show you what a bad woman looks like!"

With her anger, Kiara sat on the lap of her husband, draping her hands around Habibie's neck with a grinning smile. The woman's face immediately lowered, grabbing her husband's lips which made Habibie wide. He was silent as Kiara's lips began to move, wiping away something he should have given a long time ago but it wasn't for Kiara.