Love Johanna
Section 39

...LOVE JOHANNA...

...By: David Khanz...

...Section 39...

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Meanwhile, Ravi, after driving Johanna back to her home, her mind suddenly remembered the figure of the convert girl. Only a few months ago they knew each other and often met, giving birth to their own comfort in the heart of the man. I don't know, is it because Sarah's always arguing? There is almost always a dispute that sometimes from trivial things, but cause big problems. An example that happened this morning.

"Today I brought the car, huh? I had an important meeting at work this morning" Sarah said as she prepared her breakfast.

"Keep me off on public transport, dong?" asked Ravi began to smell the symptoms are not right in the attitude of his wife.

Sarah answered, "As far as you are, Rav." He spoke, without looking at Ravi, while continuing to do his activities. "You can pesen freight online cake or what cake. Anyway, I used that car today."

The man thought for a moment, then said, "Why not be together, Sar? I mean, you used to go to your office, that's why I just went to my office with the car."

"Emang sempet?"

"Yes, that's why we leave so early."

"Now?" sarah asked as she glanced at the new wall clock showing almost six o'clock.

"Yes, now. Let me not be stuck stuck jammed after nganterin you."

"Hhmmm, crazy," murmured Sarah followed by her head.

"Cock, crazy? What's crazy?" The man's eyebrows shot up high. Feel surprised. His wife replied coldly, "Yes, crazy. My time left so early, anyway? My work's entry schedule is, like, eight o'clock. Travel from here poj at most about an hour."

"What's wrong?"

"Yes, you think so," Sarah chimed in a sharp tone. "You know, we're leaving now, and I'm sitting in the office at seven. Why wait an hour at work? There is certainly no one there. Can you leave me alone there? Think, duh!"

Ravi snorts.

"Why? You don't like my plans?" ask his wife back. This time she glanced at her husband for a moment.

Said Ravi trying to explain, "It's not so, Sar. I mean earlier, if I take you to the office, from there there is still time for me to go to my workplace. So, Sarah."

"Yes, I get it," Sarah's dream is not to lose. "Didn't you think, now I'm still busy making breakfast. It's not time to eat yet, and I keep doing this. What do you think is easy being a girl?"

"Yes, we can make breakfast, Sar," said Ravi still trying to make his wife understand. "You can eat in the cake office, while waiting for work entry hours. Yeah, right?"

"Aaahhh, very complicated!"

"Yes, it's no big deal" Ravi's opponent started to get upset. "That's the way you think, Sar."

The woman turned her body, looking intently at her husband. "So you're guilty of me?"

"Astaghfirullah, Sarah," murmured confused Ravi. "I'm not at all guilty of you. Just giving advice. Know what's hard, anyway?"

"You know what it's hard to understand me!" tudding Sarah ketus. "What a hard thing it is, sometimes cower, 'that is. All this time, most of you make it a car. Me alone, even more frequent naek taxi."

"Yes, because the distance of my work place is farther than your work place, Sar. It takes longer."

"Huh, just your excuse. Let's get you free to go home, right?"

"Well, how'd you say that anyway, Sar?" ravi asked increasingly did not understand the way his wife's mind. "I've been honest all along .. If I go home, it's because I'm overtime in the office. Every time you ask for proof, we always communicate using a video call. Still not enough you're accusing me, hhmm?"

Sarah snorts.

Ravi came back, "Party yes, Sar, I was very often ngajak you together to go to work. Let us be together always. Not only did it fit to go home. Still equally tired."

"Yes, that. I'm tired too, Rav. I'm also, like, working. Is it just you praying for money?"

Sarah looked at him with a cold look. He said flatly, "Well, that's what you're aware of. That car was also bought in my name, yeah. Not using your name."

"Yes, I know, but the one who paid the installments was from my salary, Sar."

"Oohhh .. So because of that, you feel like you can make that car as you like? Make free because you pay. That so?"

"Astaghfirullah, Sarah. It's hard, talking to you. Feelings .. I was wrong, deh."

"It's a lot of light, Rav. Do not keep the ego that is foreboded! So the guy's a little sensitive why, anyway?"

"I realized, really."

"Well, that's proof .. You're stubborn!"

"Which one?"

"More cake, which one? That's a sign you're insensitive!"

"Yes, I asked, which selfishness am I, Saraaahhh?" Ravi's tone of voice began to rise because of the irritability that was difficult to stem.

Sarah replied, "You don't want to give up on the car, Ravi! It's so hard, you know your own words!"

"It's not hard to understand, but I try to give advice let us both feel good, both no one loses! I mean, Saraaahhh!"

"Oohhh .. So if I make, you feel lost. I, huh? Ravi .. Ravi .. now I know more about the heart of the man I have always considered my husband! Ck .. ck. .. ck .. not unexpected!"

"Astaghfirullahal'adziim!" exciting Ravi while —unconscious— kicked the door leaf.

Brak!

"Yes, God!" squealing Sarah was terrified. To the point that his body trembled. She stared at the figure of her husband who was grumbling leaving her in the kitchen. But not long later, Ravi returned while throwing the keys of the vehicle along with the wallet of his letters.

"It! Take care of yourself!" the man was full of emotion. "From the beginning I never expected to buy a car! You're on your own, aren't you, who asked?"

"Ravis …."

"You think without that car I would feel poor, 'that?" added Ravi again accompanied by kembis breath. "You're wrong, Sarah! I've always been used to living as I am!"

"Mama ..." said Sarah Lirih called her mother because she was scared.

Not quite talking just now, the man still added his words. "Remember, Sar. I have repeatedly talked to you. In the household, there is no term .. This is your property, that is my property. Everything we have and have now is our common treasure. Whatever and whatever the buying process. Want in your name, want me to pay. It's all ours. And remember .. This is the second time you've talked like that. Once again you did the kayak, sell the car! Free, totally useless for our comfort!"

"Mrs …."

"Please .. From now on you take it, you take care of it, and you pay for it yourself it's a car! I don't care anymore!"

After that Ravi went back to the middle room. Sit alone while holding his head that feels dizzy. 'Yes, Allah .. What kind of household life are we living? What sins have I ever committed before? I don't understand my wife's attitude at all .. Yes, Lord!'

Then he went into the room to get a cell phone. Means ordering transportation online as a means of leaving for work that morning. But after waiting for a long time and the order arrived, even Sarah who sabotaged using it. "I'll go to work first. Please just bring the car," said the woman hurriedly out of the house.

"Sarah, wait!" call Ravi who's almost getting ready in her neat suit. Sarah would not listen. She kept walking and quickly got into the vehicle that her husband had ordered.

Ravi snorted in annoyance. Then immediately returned to the house, looking for keys and letters of the vehicle that he had thrown in the kitchen. But it turned out to be lying on the dining table, right next to a plate of fried rice that looked still intact.

"Yes, Allah ..." sighed the man who suddenly felt regret for his attitude towards Sarah earlier. Ravi thought, even when angry Sarah still had time to prepare breakfast for him.

Ciettt's!

"Ohhhh!" ravi shouted while stepping on the brake pedal of the vehicle deeply. His memory of the incident this morning, reduced his concentration on driving.

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