
"Breakfast first, I've cooked for you" said a beautiful woman with a warm smile
"I don't want to eat, the food you cook!", said the man with a cold face.
The woman looks sad and feels heartache for the answers she gets.
Then without feeling the slightest guilt for the words he made, he immediately went out to go to the office.
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"*My name is Naysila amanda ginanjar, I am 21 years old and I am just a child of ordinary people, my father is a driver of a rich family and my mother has died since I was 15 years old,I can go to college because I get a scholarship, because my father can not afford to finance my education because the money earned by father is only enough for our needs.After graduating S1 I plan to continue my studies, I plan to continue my studies,but the plan is now a discourse, because I must be married to my father's master's son named Farhan Iskandar Rajasa, who is the son of my father's employer,I don't know what the reason and what they think of me at a time when many girls are worth their families, why should I choose me who is just the son of a driver, he said,and with the heart of my father's return to consent to the marriage, I believe that my household will last forever,and yes I also tried to accept this marriage with the intention of the heart also to repay all the services of my father.I had worried about the future of my marriage later, without love, without love,do not know each other and have never met before, why my household will last and last....."
"and..apparently what I imagined was true even worse, I was not considered by my husband, I was invisible, I was invisible, he said,and my daily meal was just a snatch and a scorn from her.Mas Farhan seemed disgusted to see me, I don't know the reason he hates me, is it because I'm poor?and I can only be patient and sincere in accepting all this, but I don't know until when this sense of patience will last*.....".
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"Huftt turned out to be at 11.45".gumammnya, then he reached for the phone and looking for contact on hp his lentic finger looked agile typing a message to someone.
^^^"What mas would bring lunch, what mas already ate?", just tick the two he saw, Naysila tried to send a message to her husband, she said,although there was no response and no reading, he tried for the umpteenth time to send a message again^^^
"*Mas don't forget to eat, and don't get too tired"
"Well what to do when you get home"
"Mas*?"
and all the messages he sent only ticked two ashes, even though they were stamped online.
"Hufftt may I melt his heart, O Allah".Naysila's breath sounded desperate.
Meanwhile, in a different place looks a handsome man is nimble typing on the keyboard and seems annoyed with the message that goes into his cellphone.When he checks the look on his face looks grim.
"Ck.disrupt it,"he's even reluctant to just retaliate.