The Love That Is Taken

The Love That Is Taken
Because of Fried Dara Bird



“How are you, Mas?! I ordered a fried pigeon, not Cantonese fried chicken! You know I haven't eaten my favorite fried pigeons in a long time. After eating, buy another menu. What do you mean, anyway?”


Jonathan took a deep breath trying to calm himself down. Patience.patience.


Then in a calm tone of voice, Theresa's husband explained carefully, ”Honey, listen to my explanation first, yes. The bird menu you asked for is empty. So I bought you Cantonese fried chicken which is also your favorite instead. The cooking is similar, honey. Only difference one pigeon meat, while the other chicken meat. In fact, it is given a small cracker that you like.”


“But I don't want to eat Cantonese fried chicken! I want a fried pigeon! ”shout Theresia full of anger. Her pretty face pouted, showing her dissatisfaction towards the cooking menu her husband brought home.


“Good. You want a fried pigeon made by which restaurant? I bought. Or we'll just go eat there. How?”


“I want to eat at home. Lazy should be groomed neatly just to eat at the restaurant.”


“You're so pretty wearing this shirt, honey. No more dancing.”


“You know, now if you eat outside I have to take pictures of his cooking and upload on Instagram to see my followers. So I gotta look cool, dong. Shame if you only wear clothes! How, anyway? Why don't you pay attention to your wife's habits? I don't love anymore, do I?!”


Jonathan stroked his chest looking at his wife's increasingly childish attitude. Though he had struggled to drive his car in the rain just to buy his wife's favorite food in their restaurant subscription.


It just so happens that today his personal driver did not go to work because he was sick. But when she arrived at the house of Theresia was even angry because the food bought by her husband was not in accordance with her expectations. I haven't had time to clean my body in the bathroom, she lamented in her heart.


He saw Cantonese fried chicken that had been served by their housemaids on an oval-shaped plate made of glass. It looks good, really, he murmured in his heart.


Isn't Theresia usually also fond of this fried chicken? Then why is he still having trouble with her?  Later if I buy a fried pigeon he wants at another restaurant, it is considered wrong again because it does not match his expectations. This is wrong, so wrong. Then what should I do?


“Kok is silent anyway, Mas?! Come quickly go buy a fried pigeon for your hungry wife!”


“Then you want from which restaurant?”


“Terden! Anyway that tastes similar to our subscription restaurant cuisine!”


“What if I was impressed by the online application only? The rain has stopped, surely many drivers stand by to receive the.” order


“I don't want to! I want you to go buy it yourself. The hell of a time, that's an objection. Really not the same attention of his own wife. Hu-uh!”


Theresia then walked away leaving her husband gawking in confusion. The beautiful woman with long curls and a dark brown color that makes her look trendy entered her bedroom and slammed the door hard.


Jonathan shook his head in concern. How long has he been disrespectful to me like this? And stupidly why would I want to be treated arbitrarily by my own wife? his mind regrets itself.


With lethargy the handsome burly man stepped foot out of his magnificent home and got into his car again. Moments later the pitch-black luxury car rolled out of the gate which for twenty-four hours was heavily guarded by security personnel.


***


“Hmm...”.


“Where, Honey? Cute?”


“In the restaurant next door. They are rivals, so the menu is a bit similar.”


Theresia stopped her eating and her eyes glared sharply at her husband. Is there any more of this? jonathan thought weakly.


“How dare you buy me food there! You know I've seen a rat run out of his kitchen when I went to the toilet! Ih, disgust! You deliberately wanted to poison me, huh?!”


Jonathan jerks. He had completely forgotten about the event that traumatized his wife to buy food at the restaurant. Cold sweat began to flow in the temple of the thirty-six-year-old man.


“Ma..forgive me, Honey. I completely forgot about that incident. My mind was only focused on how I got a fried pigeon that was similar to our restaurant. Well, I finally thought of buying at the restaurant next door.”


“Stupid basis! ”umpat Theresia while throwing a piece of fried pigeon at her husband. Fortunately Jonathan dodged it and it fell to the floor.


“Take! ”the order of the beautiful woman is fierce.


Jonathan who did not want to make a fuss immediately carried out his wife's orders. He took a piece of the pigeon's body with a piece of tissue and placed it on the dining table.


“Eat!”


“Hah? What do you mean, honey?”


“I want you to eat it.”


“But it has fallen to the floor, dear. Dirty...”.


“I want us both poisoning.”


“For God's sake, Theresia. Stop being so childish! You won't die just from eating the food I bought!”


“Then why are you afraid to eat that piece of a fallen pigeon? Eating it also won't make you die!”


Jonathan looked at the face of his beautiful wife but looked very haughty. Where did the aura of goodness in him that once captivated my heart go? the man is full of question marks. Just because of the frustration of being declared unable to have offspring by the obstetricians we met, Theresia seemed to turn into a terrible monster!


For almost a year now I have been patient with him, even to the point of demeaning my own dignity as a husband. But he was even more direct and arbitrary towards me.


“What a look?! Quickly eat there. I want to know you will be poisoned or not,” said Theresia with a proud expression and a challenging tone of voice.


“Basic sane,” said her husband indifferently while leaving the dining table. He wants a warm bath. His body was tired.


“What did you say? Damn you, Jonathan! I know now. You really want to poison me, don't you?! So that I die and you will be the sole heir to my father's fortune! You mean, usually hitchhiking work on in-laws. Really shameless! I'll kill you, I'll kill you!”


The woman ran after her husband who was almost at the door of their bedroom. He beat a lot of men who almost ten years wading the ark of the house with him.


Jonathan was silent and allowed his body to be beaten to such an extent by his own wife. His mighty body was able to endure the pain of the subsequent and actual blows of Theresia just to seek that attention.