THE PEBINOR

Chapter 19 - THE PEBINOR

During the day, Dion returned home as usual for lunch, at his school there was a camp event for up to a week. Tonight, he will spend the night at school. So he asked that the wife make his provisions.

"Mel, later in the afternoon make provisions yes."

"Make what?" Melisa asked while making coffee for her husband. 

"Later tonight I don't go home, so make provisions." 

"Ohh, want to sleep in school while taking care of the camp kids?" Melisa asked again, Dion just nodded her head.

"Okay, but there's only shrimp doang."

"As for you, the important thing is that there should be some side dishes."

"H-aahh, you mean Mas?" Melisa asked in surprise.

"I don't care if there are shrimp at home. But, I want it in masakin some menu, because the menus I'll ask."

"But Mas.."

"Not much to say, I don't care if you want to get the side dish from where, which obviously should be there when I come home!" Strictly Dion, his eyes barked sharply at his wife.

"Hmm, jeez. Where's the money?"

"You must have money, right? The proof is you can buy a mask with skincare, it's still money from me right? Just buy it." 

"H-ahh? I only have 20 grand left over this morning's shopping, Mas. You know the prices of basic goods are now expensive, you think with that money I can buy what huh?" Melisa asked, making Dion who was eating directly put his spoon rough, even to make his plate break.

Plakkc..

"How dare you raise your voice to your husband, Melisa? Damn it." Melisa looked at Dion's face with two teary eyes. Her cheeks were hot and sore because of her husband's slap, the man was so light as he slapped into Melisa's cheek.

"I don't care, there has to be!" Firmly Dion, while leaving the kitchen. The man even slammed the door hard, making the mothers who were gathered in the stall surprised. Not to mention, the familiar sound of the Dion motorbike is quite noisy making the mothers compact to cover their ears.

"Jeez, what's the guy doing?"

"Geez, Neng Meli how are you? Don't-don't.." Miss Ratmi and Ms. RT, go straight to Melisa's house, they knock on the door slowly. 

While in the kitchen, Melisa still rubbed her cheeks that were painful because of her husband's slap, shocked by the sound of the door being knocked down. 

Hurriedly, Melisa rubbed the tears that glistened in her eyes. He got up from his seat, then walked slowly to open the door.

"Yes for a minute.." Melisa frowned in astonishment as the two female figures stared at her worriedly.

"Lho, Ms Ratmi, Ms RT, why?" Melisa asked quietly, with a smile that seemed very forced.

"What are you doing, Neng?"

"No, I'm fine. What's the matter?" Ask Melissa again.

"Thank God, gapapa. We're worried, because Dion slammed the door so hard, we're afraid you guys are fighting again." Saying Bu RT.

"No, Mom. Just a little bit of a little quarrel." Answer Melisa.

"Yaudah, if there's anything you hope to report yes, Neng." 

"Good Mom." Melisa replied, the two said goodbye after making sure Melisa was okay. 

Melisa also closed her door, she leaned behind the door while rubbing her chest in relief. Fortunately, he had good neighbors. He was only here about a month ago, but they have a good sense of brotherhood. 

"Darling, what's there?" Arvin asked, the young man came back to ask for his ration of lips.

"Eehhh, no one." Hurriedly Melisa wiped her tears, then walked closer towards Arvin who was staring at her with a probing gaze.

"You all right, who?"

"Yes, I'm fine." Answer Melisa.

"Don't lie, your face is asphyxiated. Are you the same as your husband hmm?" Arvin asked while framing Melisa's face. He pulled out Melisa's long hair that covered her right cheek, and Arvin's eyes were wide. 

"You got slapped again, huh?" Arvin asked up the apoplexy, his tone of voice rising. Making Melisa's tears shed instantly, the woman thought that Arvin was yelling at her.

"Sshhtt, honey why cry?" Arvin instantly grabbed Melisa's body into his embrace, patting the woman's back slowly for her to calm down a little.

"It hurts? Dong, who. Don't keep getting bullied, you gotta fight baby." 

"It hurts not so much, but…"

"Already, gapapa. You can cry in front of me, not in front of others. I don't want you to look weak, so I'm the only one who knows your weakness, baby." Arvin. He floated friendly kisses on the top of the woman's head. 

Sick? Of course, Melisa was slapped but she felt her pain. His heart ached, if only he could replace Melisa, maybe he had revolted from the beginning. But whatever the power, Melisa is just a woman and what she's up against is her own evil husband who outnumbers her. 

"So, what else is it that gets you in a slap like this, baby?" As Arvin asked, Melisa looked up her face, then explained everything from the beginning.

"Just because of that, baby? I do, if the cooking for you does not matter to give, but if for your husband I'm lazy to give it too." Replied Arvin, while continuing to hold Melisa quite tightly. 

"I'm adding money, right?"

"No, Arvin."

"Well, call her a name again. It's good to call her baby."

"Yes, don't do that. How to fuck."

"Do you have money?" Asked Arvin, Melisa shook her head. 

"It's only got twenty thousand, it's also the rest of the shopping money that was in the morning." His reply, made Arvin immediately reach into the pocket of his pants, then take some red money sheets on Melisa.

"It's for you, baby."

"No, I told you not to." 

"This makes your grip, if only you want to snack meatballs or others that way. It's for a side dish, this one you don't tell your husband. Pretend you don't have any money?" Said Arvin while rubbing Melisa's long hair. 

"But.."

"No, this is what I'm saying to you, baby."

"You got any more money?" Ask Melisa.

"Don't think of me, baby. I work, even online. So don't worry, I'm worried about your stomach."

"Thank you, yeah.." Melisa smiled sincerely at the young man who was hugging her in her warm embrace.

"Together, darling. Regardless, don't hesitate to tell me the same story." 

"Yes, baby." 

"Well, if it's good to hear, you've eaten?" Ask Arvin again.

"No, I'm waiting for you. I cooked your favorite food." 

"What, honey?" Asked Arvin with two sparkling eyes.

"What yes? Let's go to the kitchen, we'll eat together." Take Melisa, she pulls Arvin's hand into the kitchen for lunch.

"Marine.." Melisa also brought out Arvin's favorite food, namely fried chicken galangal, complete with its cocolan sauce, it looks tempting. Making worms in the stomach Arvin thrashed for a moment.

"Lho, how do you know I love fried chicken?"

"You said it, baby. Let's eat, I purposely make this for you." 

"Your husband?" Ask Arvin.

"She doesn't like galangal, so make sure she doesn't like it."

"Yes, you mean this special masakin for me?" Asked Arvin, Melisa nodded her head. 

"Aaaahhh added my love to you, that." 

"I-i'm.."

"Whoever, don't answer. Let's eat, can't wait to try your homemade chicken." Melisa also chuckled, then took her rice and side dishes as well. Both of them also eat voraciously, although occasionally Melisa will have difficulty chewing because her cheeks are sick because of the slap of her husband earlier.

And that, known by Arvin because he often noticed how the woman ate, although ravenous still there is pain especially when Melisa chews, even though there is still a lot of pain, his expression really can't lie.

"Darling, it hurts?" 

"Eehh, no gapapa. Let's eat more, eat more." 

"Hmmm, you can't lie the truth."

"If you knew, jaudah. It's a really sore cheek, sore, hot one, too." 

"Should I cut off your husband's hand, baby?"

"Eehh, don't be, baby." 

"Yes, if I cut off his hand, he'll be more troublesome for you anyway and I don't want you to be repotined." Arvin answered, making Melisa smile.

'It turns out cheating is this fun.' 

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