
Benedict was home late in the afternoon, but the man did not find his wife.
The man contacted his wife, but never picked up, he also sent her a message asking her whereabouts.
For almost an hour, there was no response from his wife, when he was about to move, the woman looked as if she had just stepped down from a blue taxi.
Benedict was shocked to see his wife's eyes, "Ay, what's wrong with you? Where are you from? Why didn't I pick up the phone, '." various questions were directed at his wife.
Ayudia who was sad, raised her hand, she gave the code to her husband to be quiet, she was not okay, "sorry, you can leave me alone first,"he said it went into the house.
The pregnant woman went to the kitchen and drank a glass of water until the toilet was not left, then she walked to her room, it seemed like she wanted to cry again there.
And sure enough, as soon as he laid his body on the bed, he lay on his side and covered his face with a pillow, he shouted behind the light blue gloved pillow, he was crying so much.
Something he had wanted to say came out of his mouth, though it might not have been heard clearly by anyone else.
Benedict, who was behind the bedroom door, heard only the screams and roars held back from his wife, confused what to do, his wife asked for time for herself.
After crying for a long time, the pregnant woman slowly falls asleep probably tired of crying.
The sky outside was already dark, when the woman woke up, she stretched her body, but when she was about to open her eyes, it was like something was stuck in her eyes, she knew this was the effect of her crying a few hours ago.
Ayudia got up slowly, it seemed like her bladder was full, she needed a toilet now.
After completing her wish, her stomach rang, she seemed hungry, she came out of the room to the kitchen, but as she passed through the living room, she saw her husband asleep on the sofa.
At the dinner table there is a food package from one of the fast food restaurants with two people.
Ayudia checked, the food was cold, she warmed it in the microwave.
After everything was ready to eat, she wanted to wake her husband up, but the man was walking towards the dining table with a fresher face, it seemed like Benedict had just washed his face.
Not much talk between the two, until the food in front of them.
Benedict, looking at his wife's puffy eyes, offered to compress the puffy eyes, but Ayudia subtly refused.
"Aren't you having a meeting?"ayudia asked as her husband approached her after the two cleaned up in turn.
"No, I ask for a pending, tomorrow only," he replied as he laid his body beside his wife.
"Why not a meeting? They must be waiting for you" Ayudia reminded.
"My wife is more important than anything, how can I concentrate on meeting with my wife, who came home in a puddle, and screamed hysterically in the room, while I couldn't do anything about it," Benedict said, looking gently at his wife.
Ayudia, who was initially lying down, immediately tilted her body to her husband, "sorry to you, but now I'm fine anyway,"
Benedict sighed, "you why Ay? Can you tell me what really happened?"
"I'm sorry, but for this one, please, I know enough myself, but my business is done, and how was it? You met your best friend, right?" Ayudia tried to divert the conversation.
"Why did you imprison him? What's that supposed?"ask Ayudia curious.
"Yes, I want to" Benedict replied casually.
Ayudia was back on her back, she looked at the ceiling of the room, "what are you doing because you still feel the same way about Lusi?"
Benedict rose from the fall, "Well, I don't feel the same way he did or does now, how could you ask me like that, I'm the same story as you, don't you believe me?"
"Not that I don't believe in you, but your actions are impressed that you still feel the same way about Lusi, instead of you beating her husband mbak Lusi until he is in a coma, but are you in prison? Though your actions used to be worse than what he did to you yesterday, right? If it wasn't because you still had a taste, then what's the purpose of you imprisoning her husband? Do you intend to go back with Susi? Because your wife's less hot in bed,"
"Well, why do you think that's it, I don't have the slightest intention to go back to him, I'm even disgusted to see his behavior,"
"So what's the reason you put her husband in jail?"
"What's it to get mom's attention? Do you still doubt how much mother's affection for you is? So you're doing a childish thing like that?"
Benedict, who was accused of the charge, looked intently at his wife, "if he was what? I was wrong to want my mother to defend me more than her stepson,"
Ayudia, who was stared at by her husband, chose to get up and out of the room, she did not want to end up berating the man, at the moment she was not even okay.
Benedict, who was suddenly abandoned by his wife, certainly followed his wife's steps.
"Where are you going?"benedict's asked to hold his wife's wrist.
"Let go of your hand, before I speak words that a wife does not deserve to say to her husband,"
"But Ay, why are you angry?"
Ayudia who used to be patient somehow want to berate people, "noisy Lo fuck, I've said loose, is Lo deaf? Let me alone, lest I hate the same Lo, I again mumet," finally out also words.
Benedict, who had heard Ayudia's rude remarks for the first time, was surprised, as if his wife was really angry now.
"Now you go back to your room, and never once do you intend to get out of this house" Benedict said, finally, it seems he had to give up.
Ayudia chose to go back to the room and did not say much.
Benedict sat on the back porch of the house, he stared at the pitch black night sky, there were no star blips there, he took his cigarette.
He contacted Alex, and asked her friend to drop her charges.
Many times he sighed harshly, he was confused by his wife's behavior, what he needed to do was to investigate what his wife had done this afternoon so that she ended up in a bad mood.
He sent a message to Alex to investigate who his wife had met earlier this afternoon.
Shortly after Alex replied to his message, he told her that his wife had met her mother at a cafe not far from home.