Hardcore Wife
Chapter 5

"Bi, for a few days may sleep here. All may want to remodel some parts in this house. Later ask help mang usep to help. And find in may ART for your aunt here and keep the old house. Aunty wants to, right?" Ask me to bi ummah.

"Yes non. How much ART is it?" Ask bi ummah

"1 is bi. Mbo jum may bring it here." I said to bi ummah.

"Each non. Aunty can take aunt's brother in the village is not non. It just so happens that aunt's brother needs a job. She's finished in her stay gone husband. His children are in a family." Saying bi ummah.

"Why's husband?" Because my kepo asked.

"Died non. The age".

"Innalady. Can bi origin of the people trust ya bi."

"God is non."

"Yes aunty told me if she could be here as soon as possible. Later for accommodation during the trip may love".

"Thank you non. Aunt hub.in' her man now."

"Ready bi. May went to the room first. Call may if udh's ready for lunch".

"Each non. Aunty ready for lunch for non and aunt anterin coffee and non favorite snacks."

"Thank you bi"

In the room I immediately broke down and calmed down from all those thoughts.

The reason given by Adam was a lie. Mas adam will marry the woman in bandung who will be in the audience of the entire family mas adam.

Tega. So hearty. Before marrying mas adam with his sweet promises made me so happy. But the fact is madam reneged on our sacred wedding vows. Ironical.

A marriage that will be 5 years old may run out in no time. The ship's captain has already anchored his ship to another dock. I don't know what made Adam decide to get married again.

Is it because of the child?? We have not tried to check our fertility. And we were declared fertile.

In year 2 of our marriage. My mother-in-law often insinuates me for the presence of a granddaughter. Not everything is governed by the Supreme One.

Many times the mas family there scorned me. And say I'm "stupid". Such cruel words they say.

Adam was silent without defending his wife. Not to mention the salary of Adam. Nearly fifty percent of Adam's income is held by his mother-in-law. With the proposition for the college princess and needs at home. While the ration of my month must be divided again for gasoline and adam mas handle.

As for other costs mas adam as if hands off. Want to go back to work adam and mom won't let. I am lucky to have a hobby of reading novels. I tried to learn to write novels with the help of some writers who I participated in social media.

The beginning was difficult. But I keep trying and thank God all the novels I make are accepted by novel lovers. And my income is good.

Tok..

The sound of the door rattling my daydreams.

"Yes bi". Answer me while opening the door

"Lunch is ready".

"Yuk bi eat together with all the others. Eat together at the dinner table." Take me.

"Good non. Aunty call the others first yes" replied the aunt as she passed to call the person who works in this house.

Even though they are workers, I am an employer. I never humbled them one bit. That's the teaching that papa and mama have taught me since early to now I apply.

After lunch I paid to aunt ummah to one of the furniture centers. Buy some furniture . After all to buy. I went straight to the biggest mall in town. To buy clothes and all sorts of friends. From cheap to expensive. It all depends on comfort.

After all the buying. I went straight to one of the treatments. I haven't had treatment from head to toe in a long time.

While taking care I started to list the orders that went into the social media application and send them to sofi.

Thank God only a few days of selling I was much interested by many people. Maybe I'll open my own business. Or maybe a joint with sofi.

Finished the treatment with a fresh body and hair that I smoothed and colored. The new appearance is enough to make me smile not to forget my photos and share them to social media and phone handle applications.

When he got home. Adam called to ask me how I was and how I was. I don't know what kind of wind made Adam contact me first. I usually call him.

("Hello may") said mas adam

("Yes assalamualaikum mas") I answered

("Eeh. wa'alaikum hail may. Where is may now and what??")

("Again at the house. In room. Why mas")

("You're not out of nowhere may") said mas adam.

With furrowed eyebrows tumben.

("I'm out of the mall and all the way to the salon. Why mas?")

("Oh out of buying equipment at home yes may. A lot of home needs are exhausted")

("Yes, my. Many home needs are exhausted. Tumben mas what's wrong?")

("Shopping money less may?? If less added.")

("Oh can mas if you want to send")

("Yes. Transfer now")

("Good mas. Thanks to you, mas")

("Do not go anywhere in the house. Wait for you to come home. Bye dear")

("Yes mas. bye mas")

Clik.

Ting. M-banking notification sound with a total of 20 million. Waw.... Tumbens..

Good fortune for anak sholehah..

("The money has entered thank you mas") with a happy heart.

("Beloved together. Remember don't fuck around. Wait at home.")

Hahahahah. That's who wants to get married again. I immediately turned off the screen and rushed to clean up and went to the kitchen to help bi ummah prepare our night tomb.

I asked bi ummah to cook my favorite food. Grilled chicken with spicy chili and his defaults. Don't forget the meat parchment. And drink his plain water and moccacino coffee.

After eating I immediately brush my teeth and rest because tomorrow there will be a lot of work waiting for me. Renovating house. Replace the old furniture with the new one I bought and arrange a spacious backyard for me to plant flowers. As well as adding a fish pond to beautify the backyard does not escape a place to relax and a chair to rest after swimming.

With a short time I wanted to turn this house into my dream home all along.