Just take him for you
PHK

"Ga nothing, Mas. The name again is not feeling well, yes all food tastes so bad," said Tania.

"Emang ga grateful to him," Armand murmured as he walked into the living room.

"You are patient, your husband is dizzy at work" Tania said.

"What's wrong?" Salma looked surprised. How could anyone know better than she did as a wife.

"Just wait for him to tell me, I have no right," Tania said after a moment of thought.

Tania's words did not necessarily make Salma's heart cold, it made a sense of jealousy because there was another woman who trusted her husband to share.

"I'll go home first." A light pat on the shoulder resuscitated his daydream. Salma only smiled faintly and muttered a word of thanks.

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"Sal, the land on the street sasetan has not been sold yet?" Salma stopped her activities in front of the mirror as Armand suddenly walked into the room.

"That land won't be sold, Mas."

"Well, continues?" Armand began to approach his wife who was still sitting in front of the dressing table.

"Kan Mas told me first if I don't want to accept my parents' inheritance."

"Now what is the status of the land??" Armand's tone of voice began to rise. Salma turned to the door trying to put an ear in case her two sons woke up.

"Yes still in my name, Mas Bimo who takes care, he wants to build a house to be contracted he said," said Salma slowly. She hoped that her husband would also come along in a soft tone like her.

"Have a son, how stupid are you! It's our treasure, our family. How do you even love your sister." Armand's eyes stared at his wife. Salma's chest throbbed at the stupid word that was addressed to her.

"It's still mine, Mas Bimo just want to help you get up." Salma intentionally affirmed my ownership word for her parents' estate, as she was still unwilling if her parents' property was recognized by Armand who had once arrogantly refused her late father's grant.

"Take it back!" cetus Armand threw a wet towel on the bed.

Salma did not reply to Armand's words, she chose to come out of the room to hang her husband's towel. She was confused about what to say to her husband, because of his land, she had trusted Bimo family. His brother will build several houses that will be contracted on his property adjacent to the land owned by his brother as well.

Salma peered into her twin son's room, wanting to lie down with them while her husband was so emotional. But rather than provoke more anger, Salma decided to go back into the room.

As she entered the room, Salma saw her husband sitting on the edge of the bed reading a piece of paper with a wry crinkled face.

"What's up, Mom?" salma asked as she rubbed her husband's back.

"This month I'm last at work" Armand said, handing over a piece of paper he had read.

"meaning?" Salma asked back before reading correctly the writing on the paper.

"Read first! Duh, it's so hard to have a slow wife think like you!" spray Armand pissed. Her husband immediately climbed onto the bed and hugged the roll on his back.

Salma opened the fold of paper in her hand. At the head of the letter was written the name of the company where her husband worked, and at the bottom the leader of her company signed. Salma held her chest while reading the sentence of termination, due to employee reductions due to the impact of the pandemic. There it says two more weeks of her husband's work will be over.

She lay down next to her husband and rubbed the shoulders of the man who had been the priest of her small family for three years.

"Where do you want to find a job?" ask Salma slowly.

"I'm still confused, Salma," said Armand still in the same position.

"Would I find a job for a while?" salma asked carefully.

Armand immediately turned his back and gushed it out with a long sentence, "Keep who keeps the children in whose house? Me? What do people say, Salma?? You want to embarrass me?"

"I don't mean it, Mom. Please don't be angry." Salma was still trying to be patient withholding her emotions.

Armand's angry voice rang out and it was almost midnight. Their room was also on the side of the road, it could be ascertained if there were people passing by they would know there was a quarrel going on inside his household.

"You don't know what it's like to be the head of a household who has to work hard to make a living for the family." Salma just silently listened to her husband's complaints, despite the fact that she felt otherwise.

Armand's job requires him to be in frequent contact with young and beautiful women, who work as a sales promotion girl. Armand also frequently logged into nightlife venues, to offer their products. Bonuses that can be of course very large when their team reaches the target.

But Armand always complained to her, if she always failed to reach the target that eventually caused her husband to have to reduce the monthly rations for their family. Garbage will definitely smell even though it is hidden in a meeting. She knew where Armand's money was running from her husband's social media posts.

Salma could still hold everything. He never demanded or even asked about the photos and videos, which his friends posted on social media. Where it is clearly seen her husband is drunk along with a scantily dressed woman. For him such a thing can still be tolerated, for the sake of the integrity of his small household.

"Alright, Salma. I'm dizzy, tired of going to bed. Talking to you makes your head hurt." Armand turned back to him.

Salma retreated then lay straight staring at the ceiling. Why is the day her communication with her husband getting worse. Always cannot change your mind casually. What Armand saw on him was as if all was lacking for the man.

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Armand and Salma's relationship from day to day got worse, no friendly words were spoken from her husband's mouth. There was only a high-pitched maki caci in the catapult even though around them were Cakra and Candra.

Whatever Salma made and said, was always wrong in Armand's eyes. Moreover, the days leading up to the end of Armand's tenure as the cigarette company's marketing supervisor, will be over soon.

Not infrequently Armand said that he regretted marrying her, because he felt Salma brought bad luck into his life.

Today is Armand's last day at work. In the last few days, Salma also used her name, which still shines when she became a radio broadcaster and local television host, to receive endorsements (offering products belonging to others).

All her work was done without her husband's knowledge, because Armand did not like it if the wife was more radiant than the husband. For Armand, the wife should always be behind the husband in any case.

Salma flinched as the sound of Armand's car entered the grounds of their home. The clock on the wall showed three o'clock in the afternoon, it was too early for her husband to come home from work.

Salma circulated her views, the living room until the family was very messy with toys and the spread of biscuits the twins. While in the room from the bed to the floor, scattered clothes and bags are being promoted Salma. With a quick motion Salma tidied up her video equipment, then scooped up clothes and bags from the bed and floor of the room.

But just now he was about to open the closet, the door was already open. Armand's disheveled face was there looking at him as if he wanted to swallow him alive.

...❤️🤍...