I'm Honey My Son
Never Get along
Monalisa doused her face, Tara with a glass of water to make her stunned.
"Mona, what are you doing? let's put it this way I'm still a lawful husband, I don't know manners, I don't respect my husband at all" Tara snorted in annoyance.
"Where's your promise, mas? he said after you get the food, will you finish the homework? but why is the house still in a mess, and your own food container is not washed?" Monalisa glares while ruffled waist.
"After eating I sleep so much that I sleep. I already intend to do everything, after I'm gone, so you don't have to worry" said Tara.
"Work now instead of sleeping long!" monalisa ketus's.
"Because you've come home, you're the one doing it all. All of that is the duty of a wife," Tara said lightly.
"What is your job as a husband? just eat some sleep?" babble Monalisa held back furious.
Tara could not say anymore, she realized that during her marriage to Monalisa she was not working. Eventually, Tara relented and went to the kitchen.
"Fatefully, my life is like this? I never imagined it would be like this before." Tara's complaint on the sidelines washes household furniture.
Meanwhile, Mona changed clothes and quickly to her parents' house because during her college, Baby Marsya was placed there.
Three hours, the time used by Tara to complete all the housework, from washing clothes, household furniture, and mopping and sweeping the yard.
"Mona, why are you so long at your parents' house? hurry here, massage me. Cape once, Mona," Tara's tinta.
"Look, what's the time for men? just doing something trivial has complained? is it worth mentioning as the head of the family?" no doubt, Monalisa scoffed.
Monalisa is not feeling sorry for, Tara but rather upset and sick of hearing her words.
Monalisa ignores not a word, Tara. Instead, he took Baby Marsya to his parents' home again.
"Aaaaaarrghhhhh basic useless wife!" tara shouted throwing all the pillows and bolsters that were in the bed.
Tara was very angry, only this time she had a dissident wife and did not care about her at all.
"Some of my wives have always been obedient and have never been rebellious, even treated me so well. But not with, Mona. Among his wives, he was the youngest. I thought if the youngest would be easy to control, but I was wrong" he grumbled with a long sigh.
"Based on a useless husband at all, from the beginning of marriage, until now has never made me happy at all," muttered Monalisa as she continued to step into her parents' house.
"Mona, why is your face buckled down like that?" Desny knitted his brows.
"Diagn, mah. It seems I'm no longer strong to live with, Mas Tara. He's just being a prick, mah. It never gave me happiness at all" he said annoyedly.
"Isn't Tara your man of choice? you should be able to accept all the consequences, not only the advantages that you worship, but the shortcomings you also have to accept with Ikhlas," said Desny.
"Well, my mother defended him instead of defending me" said Monalina pursed her lips.
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