The Life 3 Basket

Chapter.8. Honey Taste Poisonous

"What are you going home for? why did it take so long?"

"Mas taxi rak. On the road very jammed, because it's home from work."

"Now I can't wait for you for long. She was really into your seafood fried rice, so long she fell asleep."

"Now, does he still want his fried rice Mas? just ask me first, afraid she's starving."

"Let her rest now, she said her stomach was nauseous. But if he wakes up and wants your cooking, you need to be on standby."

"Yes, it's."

"Our son is your son too, right? so you have to take good care of Karin when I'm not home."

"Yes, it's."

He turned his back, wanting to climb the stairs to his room.

"Wait For Me!"

Galang stopped his footsteps and turned his head only about 45 degrees.

"What's wrong?"

"Now Karin is pregnant, am I not your wife?"

"Continue?"

"When did you give me that right?"

Galang turned his head around to look at Marinka. Approaching the woman slowly and gripping Marinka's shoulders tightly, Marinka grimaced in pain.

"So do you want to be touched? is yours already so itchy?"

"Bu-Bu is not so. But how long have you been unfair to me? am I your wife too?"

Galang chuckled while slightly pushing Marinka's body, thus making the woman slightly stagger back.

"You are my wife's status. But I'm sorry, I don't have the taste to touch a lowly woman like you. Try to look at the big mirror, so you know what your difference is with Karin. In all respects, you cannot be compared to him."

"Oh yes one more, if it is yours that can not stand the cause anymore, I free you to have fun with other men out there. Go to a nightclub, usually a lot of gigolos looking for prey for thirsty women like yourself,"

Galang climbed the stairs quickly, while Marinka could only sit limp on the floor hearing all the insults that Galang pointed at her

"However you are, you think of me as a cheap woman. Am I wrong to ask for my rights? at least you noticed me, that was more than enough for me. Hiccu..."

"Mrs. Are you okay?"

Marinka wiped her tears and moved off the floor.

"I'm fine Bi. I'll go to the room first,"

"Emm."

Marinka rushed into the room, to return to shed her sadness, so as not to feel her swollen eyes back asleep.

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"Mrs. Dinner is ready, "aunt Maryam knocks on the door slowly.

Marinka frowned, again staring at her pitch-black room, which indicated it was already night.

"Oh my God, I was late to prepare dinner again" said Marinka.

Marinka turned on her room lights, and rushed to clean up. After that Marinka went downstairs to dinner.

Seemed painstakingly galang greeted Karin with affection. Occasionally the man wiped the corners of Karin's lips using a tissue, Marinka felt sad to see the scene.

"Why is sister just coming down now? is your brother not feeling well anymore?" asked Karin as if it was honey for Marinka's attention.

"I'm fine."

Marinka started spooning food into her plate, and began to eat in silence.

Marinka stopped the chewing of her mouth and looked at Karin with a cold look.

"Why? don't you want it, brother? if you don't want anything, I just grant the wishes of my future son."

"You don't want him to want to. Our children cannot eat the non-consequent. You make whatever Karin wants. You hear me?"

"Yes, it's."

Marinka again ate in silence, her heart rumbles at this moment. But as much as possible he still wants to be patient, hoping for a miracle even though everyone says he is an acutely stupid woman, including his best friend Sera.

When he met his best friend, repeatedly the girl said he was an acute fool and stupid was not helped anymore. Now his best friend does not know, if the honey is currently pregnant. Marinka can't imagine what other scorn she received from her best friend, if only she knew she had been treated like a maid by her own husband and honeymoon.

"Honey. I'm full, brother later if the nuget is already so, bring camp huh? make some orange juice, brother?"

"Emm." Marinka just nodded her head.

Galang again memapah Karin when going to climb the stairs. Marinka who finished eating, immediately struggled in the kitchen to make a chicken nuget Karin desire.

Not until 45 minutes, the chicken nuget is ready to be served. Marinka arranged some nuggets into a dish, then placed the chili sauce in a small bowl.

"Ckk..hampir forget, he will ask to be made in orange juice as well," said Marinka.

"Let me Madam, Madam just sit down. You must be so tired."

"Thank you Bi."

Marinka sat down at the dinner table again, waiting for Aunt Maryam to finish making orange juice for Karin.

Marinka climbed the stairs while holding a tray filled with food and drinks.

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Chequelek

"Mas. This is the nugget Karin asked for,"

"Honey. Your nuggets are ready, what do you want to eat now?"

"I'm sleepy Honey. Our baby doesn't want it anymore. Are you the one who ate it?"

"You hear that? Karin doesn't want it anymore, while I don't like it. You'd better take it down, or you'll eat it yourself."

Chequelek

Closing the door without feeling. Marinka tightened her handrails on the tray with a rumbling chest.

Marinka rushed to bring the snack down and was about to throw it into the trash because of emotions. But luckily his common sense returned to work, his hand movements halted in the air.

"Well, what's wrong with this food, until it has to end up in the trash. It's not your fault, it's the poison woman's fault,"

Marinka spoke to the nuget pieces, as if they understood what she was saying.

Marinka brought the nuget to the table and sat back and enjoyed it.

Krauukkk

Kraukkk

Kraukkk

Marinka ate one by one nuget by mixing it in chili sauce.

"Sometimes I'm sorry, why be good at cooking in the kitchen. But people say, the husband will bow down if our stomach makes us full. If this is the case, those people's words sound like nonsense."

Whether Marinka was talking to whom, because he was engrossed in talking to himself, he was not aware that the nuget on the plate had been emptied into his stomach.

"I have to thank that poison lady, thanks to her I got full and could enjoy this delicious meal. Often like this, my body will inflate."

Marinka washes glasses and dishes of chicken nuggets and juices. After that he returned to the room to confide in his best friend.