That Woman

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In a room with a minimalist design appears a woman writhing the sign she had awoken from her sleep, woke up from her bed she moved to get out of the room.

Mita, a one-child woman will do her routine activities every morning to prepare breakfast for herself, her husband and children.

Skipping the legs in the steps, still wearing special sleep clothes, Mita yawns signifying she is still sleepy. Mita felt she had to wash her face so that her drowsiness was reduced.

Faintly looking at her kitchen door, perhaps five steps from where she was standing, Mita briefly reached the front door of the kitchen. Pushing the doorknob Mita moved towards the bathroom about to wet her face.

Arriving in the bathroom Mita turned the faucet in the corner near the sink, revealing both of her sleeves on the next pigtail of her long black hair she began cupping water flowing from the faucet. The cold water makes Mita's lips pale cold it does not make her sick, it is felt it is finished mita turn off the faucet and then pass out the bathroom.

Seeing the whole kitchen mita decided to go to the food cooler first before starting cooking. Opening the cooling door mita looked at the ingredients she cooked this time. In contrast to the day mita usually cooks like fried rice, now Mita plans to cook only yellow rice, for her side dishes Mita uses eggs for her to make omelet.

Long tangled with the material in the cooler to make mita again feel the cold, she must quickly take the necessary materials. It was felt that it was enough mita went from the cooler to the kitchen set area on the west side of him.

Walking for a while, not forgetting he brought the necessary ingredients he had taken in the cooler, put the material after reaching the kitchen table, turned to the kitchen equipment to pick up cooking utensils.

Already half an hour passed, Mita is still struggling with her world, occasionally she will taste the cuisine she made, if it is felt there is less he will add more spice.

The clock has shown at 5:30, mita is also finished with her cooking. Walking to the sink she washed her hands, she would wake her husband up to get ready to go to work.

After washing Mita's hands, she headed straight for their room, waking her faithful husband with her blanket.

Opening the door of the room, Mita headed towards her husband's sleep, swaying slowly the body of the husband. "Mas woke up, it was morning," said Mita while occasionally confirming her husband's pants were almost loose.

"Hmm..," replied her husband with deheman.

"Ch. Do not dehem doang, quickly wake up" said mita but this time she with her sharp style, especially if not pinch her husband's waist. The man will definitely wake up if pinch.

"Au, sick who," said tomi sitting down while rubbing the area pinched by his wife.

"You're told to get up and not want to," his wife said with an annoyed look, Tomi could only sigh deeply with his wife's treatment of him.

"Udah hunted wake up, later to leave for work," continued mita gave the order to the husband, lazily tomi lazy up from his soft mattress, then looked at Mita sebel, and then, the one who was stared back stared intently at him.

Finished with the drama of waking up her husband mita went from her room to her daughter's room, to especially if not wake her daughter. Pushing his daughter's doorknob, after opening a door that only the mita saw only darkness, the boy's hobby once sleeps dark, moving towards the window to look at the curtains that cover it, within seconds, all the light filled the dark room.

The woman's attention has now been shifted to her daughter who is still sleeping in the blanket.

Closer to his daughter, Mita scooped up her child's blanket, felt something move made desi slowly open her eyes, the light began to seize his attention even glare began to attack his eyes, ahk this must be the work of his mother.

"Mother..why was it opened?," Anxious desi when he found out that the one who opened the curtains of his room was his mother.

"Wake up, it's morning" said his mother, tidying up her daughter's hair.

"Hhh, yes, I woke up," replied with eyes still tightly closed.

"Mother won't leave if you haven't gotten out of bed" her mother threatened, desi just snorted.

"Yes this already," said Desi by showing her eyeballs to the mother, mita just shook her head not surprised by the behavior of her child.

Moving out of her child's bed she followed her husband in the room preparing clothes for her husband, entering her room, seemed quiet only the sound of shower jubilation was heard indicating her husband was bathing. Tidying up the bed for a while then walking towards the wardrobe to pick up the needs of her husband.

After sorting and choosing her husband's clothes and putting them on the bed, Mita walked down to the kitchen to serve the food she had cooked for breakfast.

Hearing that there was a grumpy sound in the kitchen made him speed up his steps, he was afraid that the animals had devoured their breakfast.

Arriving at the door of the kitchen mita surprised, not surprised because the animals had taken over their breakfast but his daughter desi painstakingly prepared breakfast on the dining table, tumben once his son did the rare thing he did.

"Well you turned out, kirain," said his mother with a little breathless.

"Hmm, diligent am I, a common child tauladan," said Desi after glancing at who said behind her while putting a bowl containing yellow rice.

Seeing that made the mita could not bear to sneer, "iya, tauladan" circus mita with lips poke at her daughter.

Closer to her son, mita's steps stopped when the voice of her husband's baritone echoed behind her, looking back mita glanced at a glance at her husband's clothes, it was quite neat mita back turned towards the seat opposite her daughter.

After greeting his wife and son Tomi went to the chair beside his wife, saw his wife and kissed her forehead, mita only accepted, no way she refused to be suspected by her husband later.

Starting their morning meal as usual was just the sound of the clanking of spoons ringing out, no sound came out of their mouths not even the slightest sound.

It had been 20 minutes that the little family had finished with their breakfast, moving from the dining table mita began to clean the dishes belonging to her husband who had not gone from earlier when it was finished earlier than mita and desi, ahk maybe her husband wanted to wait for her and her son to finish, ahk, romantic, her husband thought.

But deep in her mind Mita kept petting whether she had to move on her own to find out about her husband's affair.