
the execution process of confiscation of personal property carried out at the house of Novan accompanied by sobs of the occupants of the house
Almost all the goods carried by the executor even personal savings of Novan and Pak Suryo were also frozen....
In the office they were demoted by Mr. Suryo because long in the company is now moved to become a field manager while Novan only became a regular staff employee like his wife
And it certainly affected their economy.
What is usually stylish like a socialite is now turned upside down by 180 degrees
The family life became very sad
"mas, I've left for college, tomorrow I'll find a job to help the economy at home"
With sobbing Novia said to the brother who looked shabby after seeing all the treasures he had had been confiscated by the company
"whatever you are, dizzy mas"
Novan answered ketus as he passed to his room
"mas, tomorrow how are we going to his office, my car....."
Siska followed Novan to the room with a protest mark
"we're riding an angkot or bus, rather than your husband in prison"
"i don't want to mas, from childhood I never ride an angkot and bus, how about later said friend temen in the office tau, shame me"
"what do you want to ride? Ojek ride? You are still thinking about what the office minister said, our condition is now very concerning"
Novan yells at his wife who still can't accept with the confiscation of all their assets
"mas.kita we still have a salary, we can credit car mas"
"don't you think that we'll soon need a big siska fee"
Novan is getting higher, his emotions like hooked
"do you forget, if you are pregnant, and we will need a large cost for your delivery later"
"but mas..."
"do not but but.kamu can not be a submissive wife, do not contradict the husband"
Novan came back out of the room while slamming the door,
While his wife can not provide mental support and enthusiasm actually makes her more dizzy
How not, as long as this Novan is the backbone in the family, all families depend on it, especially in terms of finances
I used to choose Siska hoping that her economic life would improve but the reality was getting worse.
Not only is the economy bad, but mentally Siska does not support it at all
*****
This morning forced Siska and novan to go to the office by bus, Siska who never took the bus, even vomited on the bus because it could not stand the smell of various smells, he said, and the atmosphere of the passengers who berjubel make Novan hassles take care of his wife who mabok in public transportation
Arriving at the office, another employee was whispering whispering to see Siska's limp and messy condition due to a public bus ride
Some are concerned there are also those who are happy to see the terrible conditions in the young couple.
There are also busy gossiping about their CEO who has held a kabul ijab in Jakarta.
Novan clenched his hand to hear the news that was still confusing
Is not currently Ayu is still in idah which means she should not marry another man because in idah time there is still the possibility of a reference to return to be her husband
***
The atmosphere at the Rahardjo residence this afternoon looks a little rame, because all the residents have returned home
"finally ...... I haven't been in the hospital for long"
we were all just smiling to see my father come back home healthy
"om, auntie then I'm home first, it's late afternoon"
"go home.where are you going..."
Excited father who made Arga's face confused
"you're married to Ayu, so here's your house"
Arga's face flushed red, holding his nape in shame, as if he had forgotten he was married
There were raka mas and mbak Gendhis who giggled with the behavior of Arga who did not remember already having a wife.
I myself also awkward to behave how
"you're how the hell Yuk is, you tell your husband to rest in the room, even diem aja"
I took Arga into my room, it felt awkward, confused about what to do, and it felt like a stranger had entered my private room
"emm..kamu just rest first, I. emmm want to make food first"
I was confused looking for an excuse because honestly I felt strange one room with Arga even though she was now already my husband
I took the food that was prepared by Bik Narsi and a glass of warm milk because honestly I did not know anything about Arga, including his favorite food
When I went back into the room, I saw Arga was not inside, my room was empty and arrived Arga came out of the bathroom half-naked, only wearing a towel covering the lower half of the body
I nervously turned my body against the wall
However I am a normal woman, I am afraid of the absurdity of seeing Arga's stout and sturdy body
"you.you..."
I asked confusedly still behind him and holding the tray in hand
"stupid..what do you think you're doing..have known from the bathroom still ask"
"i mean.why don't you wear clothes.."
I was brick and nervous
"i should ask, you put where my clothes are"
"oh..."
I put the tray on the table, and got the suitcase of clothes that I haven't had time to finish
"this.."
I said still looking down
Arga just kept quiet didn't take his shirt immediately, making my heart pound more and more confused
"why are you afraid?"
"aaaa..I'm not afraid.I'm just shocked"
"then why are you turning my back"
This man, really makes me not able to answer.why not immediately wear his clothes instead of arguing.
Arga laughed amusedly at my behavior, maybe for him strange me who had married suddenly arrived shocked and confused to see a man half naked
"get your clothes on, I'll bring you some food and some warm milk"
"i don't want to"
Arga answered flatly while wearing his shirt
"you mean you don't want to eat?"
"no. I don't like the food you bring"
I looked at the rendang made by Narsi who looked very tempting, how could he not like it
"i don't eat meat at night...
I want fried rice"
"oooh..all right"
"wait..."
Arga stopped my steps that were about to come out
"i want your fried rice, you have to make it yourself, not Narsi's monk"
I gawked at her request, so she would prank me.
Really sucks....
And damn it I can only mengyakannya his request, because now I'm his wife and I must obey him.
After eating Arga arranged pillows and blankets on the sofa, it seemed like she was going to sleep on the sofa of the room tonight
"it seems you're not comfortable if we sleep in one bed, I sleep on the sofa"
It seemed that Arga understood my anxiety and to sleep in a separate room was not possible, because we were married
Tonight it felt so strange, I slept in a room with a man who was my husband but we were just as unwell
While we'll stay here first until I'm fully recovered after that we'll move to Arga's apartment not too far from my father's house
So we could sleep in separate rooms when we moved.