The Woman Behind The Scenes

Chapter 63 - The First Lesson

It's been pretty firm, Dara didn't let Tomi melt her heart long enough. The tension in the house could easily be read, even as they tried to show the charade that everything was fine.

Tomi is indeed a flexible man with a brake blong on his mouth. Sometimes he vividly tells the problem to someone who does not live in one seatap.Tak need long, Dara knows that he has been the talk of Tomi and some of his tongkrong friends in the store, the employees know that too. All can be guessed, when Dara's reprimand speech to some people, no longer answered as usual. They become less friendly, and tend to avoid them. As a woman who is used to overcoming her own obstacles, she does not really care about it. Dara did not want to care about the small things that he considered just pebbles.

Tomi seemed to make her movements more visible. Several times he deliberately provoked debate, but Dara never interfered. Ignoring the conflict triggered by Tomi, makes Dara feel victorious in the emotional game created by her husband.

Tomi woke up earlier, minutes after his wife started with activities in the kitchen. Dara did not budge, while her husband was busy going back and forth in front of her taking a cup and brewing coffee. Her hand was busy kneading the bread dough she was about to bake later, while her husband continued to seek her attention by sounding the cup while stirring his coffee.

“Lu already do not want to make coffee?” the drums were started by Tomi on a very early day, even their employees had not woken up.

“Sabar, Dar. Don't fishing ..”tukas Dara to herself in heart.

“Eh. You have ears, right? Sleep already do not want anything, today's coffee I make myself, bes-“

“What? What else is your complaint?” Dara interrupts also finally because of being lured.

Tomi looked at his wife, her pupils enlarged.

“Tomorrow what else do you want? Stop washing my clothes?”

“I have a reason for all that. Yesterday I still made you coffee. Not drunk, right? Then, in your opinion, should I make it again after 2 weeks of coffee that I always ready not to drink?” Dara apparently did not lack the materials to defend himself.

“Cuih!!! I have to drink coffee that is not made in!” Tomi did not hesitate to show her anger, while Dara remained calm, and continued what she did.

Splassshhh!!!!!!!

He was stopped when a cup of hot coffee was doused right on his face, and soaked his entire bread dough. Dara fell silent, trying not to immediately explode draining her energy. His hands that still smelled of butter, he used his back to wipe the face full of coffee.

“Keep you out of here! I'm sick of seeing your face. Go!!! Bring your stuff.” Infuriated, Tomi told his wife to leave her feet.

Dara walked into the room, swiftly picked up her suitcase, then put in a few pieces of clothing, and a map containing important letters. She heard her husband's footsteps coming towards her.

“Go bring your stuff. Letters keep me the same. Your ID, that's my mother's address. Stayin!” tomi violently snatched the map, and her hand violently threw a bag full of diapers.

Dara did not immediately follow what her husband said, and still silent, she remained busy tidying up her clothes and her children. She had expected this to happen, and she decided not to feed her husband's anger with her anger either. Other than wasting energy, it would not make the man gain new lessons.

“Sana go!!! What are you waiting for?”

“Quiet, sir. I'm going to go. I'm again waiting for my kids to wake up.” The sentence came out in such a calm tone, without the slightest emotion in it.

At least that sentence silenced Tomi. He went to the living room, and his voice could be heard by Dara clearly. That's right .. he called Farah.

“Iya. This is about to unplug. What about you? Want to come here?” those words greeted Dara with a cynical laugh, no longer heartache to tears. He knew the man was trying to heat him up.

After two hours of waiting, the children woke up. In addition, he could see Tomi dissecting, and was no longer as chatty as before. The man sat in the living room with his cell phone, while Dara without saying a word, prepared her two children.

“Mama, where are we going?” Kyo asked with her innocent face, while Kayla looked at her brother with a cute smile.

“Streeting. Mama would like to take the road.” Said Dara while finishing her online taxi order. He quickly scoops his suitcase, holds Kayla, and walks Kyo when he sees his car almost arriving. Dara passed through the living room, then lifted her large suitcase out of the fence. He had to walk a little towards the big road where the taxi would wait,

“Don't go ... let's go home ..” Tomi's voice is heard as soon as Dara walks with her children. He held back his tears with all his might, turned around and looked at the man with his sad face standing up.

“Neg. I'm gonna go. I'll do you.” Dara managed to stand firm on her decision. He opened the door of the waiting car, raising his children first.

“Don't .. let's chat ... Ra ... Dara ..” Tomi stood beside him as he stuffed the suitcase into the trunk of the car. Dara was silent, only replying with a sledgehammer .. Then, they left with the car. Dara did not dare to look back. He knew he would always lose to his mother's taste.