WRONG MARRIAGE

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Zalfa opened his bag, peeking at the rest of the money he was carrying. There's only fifty thousand left. What kind of money do you want to shop for? Which is enough to buy refrigerator stuffing equipment.

“Then I shop again into the market. Let me alone shopping, you wait in the ketoprak stall there!” Zalfa pointed at a small stall.

Arkhan stared at the designated stall, the long lined food stall there. “I wait in the parking lot only.”

“Ya already, i.”.

Not yet had Zalfa finished his words, a group of girls suddenly came with a frenzy around Arkhan.

“Arkhan is very good, right?”

“Iiih...stuffed handsome.”

“Ask his signature dong.”

“Photo with aja.”

If in the vegetable market area Arkhan was surrounded by mothers, now in the area where clothes were sold, the girls who had sprung up and surrounded Arkhan. Zalfa Ampai was knocked out by the girls.

Arkhan raised an eyebrow looking at the outcast Zalfa.

If Zalfa had felt sorry to see Arkhan surrounded by mothers, now he was jealous to see Arkhan surrounded by beautiful girls.

Until finally Arkhan left the girls after the photo session with him considered over.

“Ayo, home!” arkhan said near Zalfa's ear as he passed by the woman.

Forced, Zalfa follows Arkhan leaving the market without a word to protest.

“Here is not good for my health, do not take me to the market anymore,” said Arkhan when he had climbed on the motorbike. Behind his suffering in the market, but he also took advantage of the incident, of course, he had reason to no longer be willing if taught to the market by Zalfa.

Zalfa was piggybacking with one arm coiled in Arkhan's stomach. She did not know to be happy or sad, her husband was free from misal rattling, but she had also spent a lot of money without getting the goods purchased.

Zalfa asks Arkhan to stop at the coffee shop. The remaining fifty thousand was used by Zalfa to buy breakfast. Arkhan is waiting on the bike. Sometimes he turned to the tavern when it was fifteen minutes, Zalfa did not come out of the tavern.

The bustling atmosphere of the store by visitors makes Arkhan sure that Zalfa is waiting in line. Again, Arkhan cursed in his heart. Waiting that long made him bored and annoyed.

“It's breakfast, I pack for us to eat at home.” Zalfa handed him a plastic pack containing several food packs.

Arkhan hung a plastic bag on the front hanger. Then the motor returned.

Elijah appeared. “Horeee... breakfast come.” The face of the bright elijah turned startled when he saw the contents of the wrapped food. “This is what, brother?”

“That's kwe tiaw,” replied Zalfa.

“Where is the warehouse? The eggs are also a little bit, not looking. The aroma is also not kissed.” Elijah protest.

“He hee... Be grateful for existing food.”

“Buy where, anyway?”

“In the coffee shop near the intersection of that road.”

“Hah?” Elijah looked surprised. “Porting is not good.”

“Untried already said not good,” soft Zalfa. “That's cheap, Only twelve thousand. If elsewhere it is expensive.”

“Nyari cheap yes of course yes, it feels right for the price,” annoyed Elijah.

“Elia! Can you just shut up and enjoy the food!” hardik Maria made Elijah instantly silence. But the next second Elijah snorted.

“Huh, no. I don't want to eat. Yes, Brother Zalfa finished it alone.” Elijah pushed his food and left.

“Already, just let him!” arkhan said as Zalfa pursued Elijah. Arkhan took out his wallet and took out the entire contents. He put the money he had just taken from the wallet into Zalfa's palm.

“Remortgage earlier,” chirps Arkhan then sauntered away. Before he disappeared from Zalfa's sight, he squinted one eye making Zalfa smile widely.

Arkhan.

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