Ugly Husband's

Chapter 36

Still remains the same nothing has changed for this twenty-five-year-old woman. Wake up clean the bed and now he is in front of the house sitting to see people passing his house, vehicles coming in and out of the hallway one by one.

In addition to the rural place many production plants here. Large car vehicle pants sometimes make the atmosphere of a nap do not feel calm. Not to mention this morning at seven o'clock there was already a seller passing by at the intersection.

Fera watched the cart seller. The more you see the taste of the smell is very clear. He was curious to see what selling was so crowded.

"This is what, Bang?" Fera asked the seller.

"Kue pinch, mbak," replied the seller, "what fruit?" ask Fera again

"Five - a thousand, ma'am," replied the seller.

"Yes, I bought two thousand huh, mix the flavors yeah, bang." Fera issued a sheet of Indonesian currency worth two thousand rupiah.

The seller of the pinch cake is being made new to make it more delicious to enjoy. Fera waited patiently so that the smell of the dough smelled very clear.

Many bought so waited for the queue. Fera glanced around the row of tenement houses. Long also waiting and finally his turn, he handed over a two thousand note to the seller.

Then Fera returned home and sat on a long bamboo chair while enjoying the cubit cake that he had heard for the first time. Still hot it's a little hard to bite and split into two halves.

Chandra had just finished taking a bath, and then he looked for his wife. In the kitchen Hana is busy making cakes to sell every stall to other stalls. If Herman was taking care of the cattle behind the house.

Fera had eaten three pinch cakes. It tastes delicious on his tongue there is still leftover in the plastic bag. Chandra watched his wife and sat down next to her and plucked the cake from the plastic.

Plaque!

Chandra was surprised by the blow from his wife, not only was Fera's sharp gaze creepy.

"One yes!" Chandra asks, instead Fera dumps face and defends the cake and shares it for her husband. Chandra's big smile.

"Now!" the wide smile of Chandra dimmed that he got as small as a quarter of his.

"Kok a little? It is not enough for the tongue. In the emut it's over" Chandra protested.

"You or not? If not, then yes!" pulled back directly at the input of all the cake without any leftovers for her husband.

Full very full in Fera's mouth now. Slowly chewing, Chandra scratched his cuddly not the itch.

Time goes on Chandra is still confused by his wife's changing attitude. Help Aunt Inem hang clothes next to the house. Chandra who wanted to ask something felt that Fera was evading her.

"Fer, I need to talk to you about something..." Chandra keeps stalking his wife wherever she goes. Still haven't worked

Fera in and out of the house helps, mopping, folding clothes, ironing all the homework he does. Chandra sat standing, waiting in the bathroom.

"Fer, what the hell are you doing? I'm talking again, about the job so Aunt Inem does. I want to ask you something." Fera's attitude is still mute considering there is a broken radio.

"What are you asking again?" finally Fera voiced but his way of speaking was like unhappy now.

"I just wanted to ask, why were you crying last night? Are you having a nightmare?" Last night's question from Chandra.

Fera was silent for a moment, then looked again at her ugly husband's face, "was I crying last night? I don't think so! Maybe your eyes need to be checked, I'm out there for work!"

PRAK!

Fera shoved her husband's shoulder but he accidentally dropped a picture of a figura near the television. Chandra lowered his head and the curious expression wanted to know his wife's strange demeanor. Now what made him change the photo is now broken.

"Ups! I didn't mean it, let me help you." Fera pretended nothing happened assuming this was an accident by accident.

the plaque!

Chandra brushed off his wife's hand not to touch the glass shrapnel and the photo. Chandra took a picture of the figura, his face turning sour.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it" said Fera, who became increasingly guilty.

"Why are you sorry, just so long as you're not hurt. Let Aunt Inem clean up" said Chandra flat and cold.

Can Fera feel behind the side of her husband's face change. Looking at the picture of the figura was very serious. She also felt pain if her husband's attitude changed because staring at the photo was very attached.

"Is he your first love?" murmured Fera lyrics to hold the heat in her eyes.

It is not the time to cry at a time like this. He just wants to know clearly that the photo is more important than him or just love in a lie.

"you mean? My first love is still you" replied Chandra looking at him.

"LIED! You're not my first love! You're a liar!" fera shouted booming make people at home watch the commotion.

Hana and Herman just got home from the wedding of Pak Lurah's son. When entering the house has been shocked the cry of the Fera.

Chandra was silent for a moment and looked at his wife's two teary eyes. Fera could not stand the world of the charade of her own husband. He wanted to finish everything even though his head was back inflamed with excruciating pain.

"What else is lying? My first love was you, my wife! You why?" Chandra is still not aware of what he is saying.

"I can't believe you're a liar, ugly, hypocritical husband! Until when did you hide all the lies to me! You try to test my patience again, I'm sick of your cipher, enough for now I trust your sweet words! There is no such thing as a good, friendly wife. I hate you, you're no different than any other guy - same asshole!" Fera wrath all the annoyance he let out no matter the neighbors heard his screams and words..

Chandra is still not aware of the words of his wife he is still confused. He chose to let his wife let out all the anger. Hana and Herman looked up at the bride's quarrel. Aunt Inem in the kitchen was just a free spectator.

Fera went into the room letting the blood coming out from the soles of his feet hit the falling glass shards earlier. Whispers began to moan, making Hana disperse them all that was not good.