THE PEBINOR

Chapter 16 - THE PEBINOR

In the afternoon, Dion came home with his disheveled face. As usual he was welcomed by the wife who still smelled the kitchen, because he was cooking for dinner later. 

"Mel, make some coffee."

"Yes." Yeah." Melisa replied briefly, without turning her head in the slightest towards her husband who was already sitting at the dinner table. The man picked up a basket of corn that was available on the table, felt something strange with the bakwan that he was eating.

"When is this?"

"Yet yesterday, if you throw it away, so I warm it up." Answer Melisa.

"If you don't like it, don't eat it. That's not for you." Melisa continued, without turning her head a bit, she seemed to focus on what she was doing, namely cutting vegetables for her dinner.

"Tonight I'll eat sardines." 

"Nothing, you eat the same thing. If you don't like it, buy it or cook it yourself." Melisa replied slightly, leaving Dion astonished. He frowned, why did his wife change so quickly?

"You okay?"

"Yes, you can see for yourself." Melisa replied, making Dion immediately rise from her seat and approach towards the wife, she flipped over Melisa's body and looked at the woman's face sharply.

"Why, huh?"

"I? I'm not okay, Mas. Tumben you nanya, but usually you do not care about me. I want to be okay, or I'm sick even if you don't care." 

"Relieve, don't provoke my anger!"

"Then, you want me to answer what hmm?" Melisa asked, boldly looking into Dion's eyes. In fact, usually Melisa will only bow her head when Dion invites her to talk.

"Take care of me properly, Melisa!"

"Oh my God, for which question?" 

"You why huh? Why'd you change?" Dion asked while shaking Melisa's shoulder, but the woman immediately brushed off her husband's hands quite rudely.

"I haven't changed, Mom. It's just, I acted exactly what I got." Melisa replied, she smiled slightly making Dion clench both her hands.

"Ants will bite if they are trampled, Mas. I'm human, it's just a small matter. You better take a bath, your body is full of dust." Melisa turned around and refocused herself on what she was doing.

Dion decides to go to the bathroom to clean his body, but throughout the show, Dion keeps thinking about why his wife changed. No more submissive Melisa now, is she starting to dare to fight her?

"No, it's impossible. Melisa's afraid of me, I won't let her fight me!"

"For ever she should bow down to me, she should be afraid of me. Look, I'm gonna get that woman back to me." Mumbled Dion, he clenched his hands, then punched an innocent wall in front of him. Even when his fingers were bleeding, Dion did not care. 

Her only goal now is to make Melisa suffer. However, before that he had to find out, what made his wife start acting out. First of all, she had to make Melisa again submit and feel afraid of her, in order to more easily control the woman.

Melisa smiled a little, like her she managed to make her husband upset. For some reason, ever since Arvin offered her a new relationship, her fear has gone nowhere. He believed in Arvin, and the young man always treated him well.

Arvin's words were right, he had to change. If she wants to repay her husband, she has to change completely. Like her, she had to start by changing her appearance.

Regardless of being sincere or not, the young man's treatment of him, let him think about it later. Right now, the most important thing was that he wanted to find his own happiness. She didn't want to always give in to her cruel husband.

Whatever his ways, he really had to change. It's not because of Arvin, but because of that young man he has the motivation to change. The handsome young man's words were still ringing in his head.

"Yeah, I'm gonna change. Just look at." Melisa muttered with a smile, she returned to her activities. However, his eyes were instead misfocused with Arvin who was playing guitar on the sofa in the middle of his house. 

He sang a salty song, the voice of the young man was also nice to hear, a melodious sound made Melisa more eager to cook. He sat half-lying on the sofa, chest-shopping. Just color alone with disheveled hair, like her she just woke up napping, because it looks once face her pillow. 

However, it all does not make Arvin's good looks reduced. In fact, it is getting more and more times handsome with such an appearance. 

Arvin smiled, he gave the Korean-style finger heart towards her, making Melisa smile in embarrassment. Aahh let him be said to be silly because of the baper just because of such treatment, but he really likes what Arvin does. More precisely, everything she does, Melisa likes her. 

Shortly thereafter, Dion came out of the bathroom with a towel coiled around his waist. The smell of the cooking filled the man's sense of smell.

"What's dinner?"

"Make you have a sweet sour gurame sauce, if I have the same spicy meatballs." Answer Melisa.

"Ohh, yes it is." Dion answered while looking out. Incidentally, Dion did not like meatballs. So, later Melisa will divide her with Arvin perhaps, because she cooks quite a lot of meatballs.

"Mails.."

"Hmmm, why else?" Melisa asked as she stared pensively at her husband.

"No." Dion replied, then left the kitchen when he heard his cell phone ringing. 

"It's not clear that he's." Melisa Mumbled. 

Shortly after, Arvin returned to the kitchen with his disheveled face.

"Regular, mumet cooperation."

"Ohh, don't affect your appetite, Mas." 

"Hmmm, like he didn't." Dion answered as soon as he saw the food presented before his eyes.

Melisa also serves her food, she also moves her spicy meatballs to the bowl.

"Where are you going?" Dion asked as Melisa was about to leave.

"You can't take this to Arvin's house." 

"Why is it? Tumben nganterin food." Dion asked with a frowning forehead in wonder. Because, it's not unusual for Melisa to share her cooking. The woman was so shy, so there was no way she would dare to make anything. 

"What the hell, because I just saw Arvin not feeling well. So I love this, it's a little bit off." 

"Ohh, yaudah there. Don't be long, let alone do anything." Dion's sweat on his wife.

"Hmmm, okay. Eat a lot, Mommy." Dion just nodded his head, then started his dinner voraciously. Of course, he did not mind Melisa going to Arvin's house, because they never eat together.

Melisa came out of the house with a plate containing spicy meatballs that she mixed with brains, actually this is Arvin's order for his dinner menu. At once, Melisa also wanted to deliver the sambel that she had promised the young man.

The woman knocked on her door softly, shortly afterwards Arvin came out with his face as crisp as he welcomed the idol of the heart. She spread her arms, intending to hug Melisa.

"Don't be careless, Mas Dion sees us later."

"Hmm, this is how difficult it is to date someone's wife. Not free, want a hug just have to wait lonely first." Grumpy Arvin while pouting.

"Tomorrow can his embrace."

"Hmmm, don't lock the back door."

"Yes, this is your ordered food as well as my homemade squid." 

"Well, good dinner tonight." Arvin said with a smile, the young man received a plate from Melisa's hand and then had time to save it first to the table in the middle room.

"Don't eat a lot of sambelnya, will mencreet." 

"Okey, baby." 

"Yaudah, I'll go home first. Dion will be suspicious."

"Yes, if there's anything yell yeah." 

"Hmmm, okay." Answer Melisa. The woman left with a relaxed pace, she did not want to rush home. As for Arvin, the young man looked at Melisa's back who started to move away with a pushy look. 

"The perfect woman to be made a wife, if I had met Melisa first, maybe we are now united and living happily. Too bad, you even married a biadap man who has no conscience." Arvin Mumbles.

If only fate had brought them together first, maybe at this time he was happy with Melisa, the figure of his idol. But back again, this was also his destiny. If Melisa doesn't marry Dion, and moves to this village, she won't be able to meet Melisa either. 

"But, I promise that I'll get your heart, whatever way we have to be together, Mel. I don't care about cause and effect later, I'll still take your heart."

"I will definitely be able to get you my own way, I really hope for that." Arvin muttered again, the young man entered the house and closed the door slowly.

Melisa has also entered the house, Dion has also finished eating. The man was drinking a cup of coffee that Melisa had prepared on the table, she knew her husband's own habits, every meal must immediately coffee also smoking.

"Sorry, can't you smoke outside, Mom?"

"Why is it? You're distracted hmm?" Dion asked with a sharp look.

"Of course I'm distracted, because the smoke is making it hard for me to breathe." Melisa replied, shaking her hands expel the smoke that began to approach her, even almost Melisa inhaled the cigarette smoke. 

The air inside the house, very stuffy because of cigarette smoke from Dion. 

"No, what right do you have to forbid me to smoke?"

"Hmmm, it's up to you." Melisa also went to the kitchen for dinner, her stomach was also hungry. Although, he could not taste his sweet sour fried gurame because Dion had already finished it, leaving only his thorns.

'Ckk, selfish man. Arvin said he was a selfish man. I was hoping, if he choked on a fish's thorn.' Inner Melisa, she finally prayed that something bad happen to her husband. 

But neither the author nor the dear reader can blame Melisa, because Dion deserves it, just think of it as karma for everything he has done to Melisa, his own wife.

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