The Love of Casanova
PROMO OF NEW WORKS (SUAMIKU BURDEN OF SUFFERING)
EPISODE 01 - SBD
Marta, a young married woman, is given the gift of a 5-year-old boy.
Originally, Marta Khairunisa was just an ordinary housewife. Economic shortages made him have to turn the course. Women who are just high school graduates are trying to find a job. Whether luck or indeed his destiny is good, Marta received in a Company in the City where she lives.
Marta was very happy about it all, working from morning to evening with a salary of 2.5 million per month, was more than enough for Marta. In the first month, the household was fine. But, in the second month. Riyanto, the husband of Marta began to change. The man has started to rarely work and every day will only eat and sleep.
Like that morning, when Marta was about to go to work. Riyanto who had just woken up from his sleep had already thrust a hand at Marta.
"Daddy, I'm asking for money!" the palm of the man who was the husband of Marta Khairunisa was already wide open right in front of Marta's face.
"What money, Mom? Yesterday's feeling I was asking for money" Marta stared deeply at her husband's vow.
"Make cigarettes, Dek. Very sad lips of Mas from last night did not smoke anymore," replied Riyanto with his pillow face.
A slow breath came out of Marta's nose. The hijab-wearing young woman opened her bag and gave her husband 50 thousand rupiah.
"Why don't you work anymore? Every day Mas work at home continues, even though Mr. Saman again needs people to build his house," said Marta slowly to her husband. Hoping that her husband would return to work as a handyman or building porters as before.
"Badan Mas tuh pegel-pegel, after all a month Mas not idle continue to really. Sometimes it's still work" Riyanto said.
"Yes, if so Adek left first yes," said Marta while kissing the back of her husband's hand. "Don't forget, Mom. Indra will be picked up later, kasian he came home from school must be here and there with the neighbors."
"Yes, it's gone. You will be fired again!" Riyanto kicked his wife out to leave.
Marta finally went to work feeling a little upset. Her husband was not what he is today, even though life is difficult. Her husband will continue to work and support her and her little son. Life is harmonious and happy even though in a mediocre life sometimes even lack.
"Yes Allah.. Hopefully Mas Riyan will change, and he will be quick to return to work again" muttered Marta as she stepped down the street while waiting for Angkot to pass by.
On one side Marta went to work, on the other side Riyanto went to the kitchen. The man opened the hood of the serving that was on the dining table.
"Yeah.. You know, tempeh, kale," grumbled the man who is now a bully. "How to nourish this body, every day eat tofu, tempeh, kale. That's-that's just.."
Riyanto landed his butt in the wooden chair of the kitchen of the house. The man rubbed his face violently.
"The more days having a wife the more stingy and calculating, the more they already have their own income." Bad talk about his wife, he said, not realizing it had been almost two months he had rarely worked and became a burden for his wife.
With a whiff, the man took a plate and filled it with rice and side dishes that were on the table.
Not even the man had time to bribe his food, the phone he put in the corner of the dining table was ringing.
"[Hallo, Mom. What's up?]" riyanto asked the Mother who was across the phone.
"[Yan, send money dong. I haven't paid my contract this month, even from yesterday I just ate rice and soy sauce!]"
"[Ouch.. Where's the money, Mom. Iyan has not worked for almost two months, just asked for cigarettes with Marta,]" Riyanto told his mother.
"[Well, you don't work, your wife does? Ask your wife dong!]"
"[Yes, later Iyan tried to ask Marta. Once he still had a simple money,]" Riyanto said. After talking to his mother, the man immediately turned off the phone.
"Wow, how is this? Did Marta have money, all this time I have always asked for money with her" Riyanto muran.
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In the afternoon, Marta who had just returned from work again sighed heavily.
"Who was going to school?" marta asked Indra, her 5-year-old son.
"Road, Mom. Sama Dino," Indra replied to his mother. "Tia doesn't go to school, so there's no one to beat Indra and Dino" added the 5-year-old.
"Well, you didn't pick me up?" marta asked as she entered the house.
"So when Indra came home, Dad was still sleeping" Indra replied honestly.
"Astagfirullah.." hearing his son's reply, Marta could only take a stand while rubbing her chest.
Indeed her husband was so outrageous, when she was about to go to work this morning, she had asked her husband to pick up their son at school.
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IN THE SAME APP, NOVELTOON/MANGATOON. THERE ARE 5 EPISODES!
