Marriage Stain
The Most Delicious Breakfast

Tonight was so cold for Sora, Alan he knew seemed to show a lot of change. Now her husband often comes home drunk, making Sora's heart ache like a dagger.

Sora knew very well the reason behind the change in her husband's attitude. It's just that he's trying to let it go, hoping that time will change Alan as usual. But his hope was gone and gone. Alan was different from Alan now. His familiar ally is now gone, Sora with all his despair is determined to bring Alan back to the way he was.

Sora will look for another woman, and his determination is now strong. For the sake of happiness Alan was willing to share his love. As the night wore on, Sora laid her body on the side of the man she was going to find another wife. Sora hugged Alan's body full of the smell of alcohol. As if he did not care, Sora tightened his body and fell asleep by hugging Alan.

The morning sunlight forced into the sidelines of Sora's bedroom window, he was now awake. He saw the man who was sleeping beside him.

"Mas woke up" said Sora, shaking her husband's arm.

"Akhs... My head was dizzy Ra," Alan held his head with both hands. Alan's head was so dizzy.

"Who told Mas to have a drink" Sora replied with a slight annoyance at Alan. She did not like her husband's drunkenness. Whereas Alan was a good boy, he did not like to drink. Alan doesn't smoke either. He always lived a healthy lifestyle. But after a few years, Alan's attitude began to change.

Alan now often comes home at night, sometimes not home. The reason is meeting with business partners, meeting reasons and many other reasons. Makes Sora upset when remembering the change in her husband's attitude.

"I drank just a little Ra," elak Alan, he didn't want to be blamed by Sora.

"A little until it was so stoned," insinuations after innuendo spewed from Sora's lips, she still felt annoyed by her husband's behavior last night.

"Yes ..yes sorry, My Queen," said Alan, he wanted to end his debate with his wife Sora.

After hearing an apology from her husband, Whether it was a sincere request from Alan's heart or just a sweetener word, Sora was not dizzy. She also wanted peace this morning, tired of arguing with her husband.

If only there were a child in their midst, the story might be a little different. Sora was immersed in his daydream. If only she could get pregnant, suddenly water droplets dripped back on both cheeks. Why is it so sensitive when it comes to the presence of a child. Sora took a deep breath, trying to strengthen his troubled and worried heart.

Sora took her legs to the kitchen, and she wanted to make warm tea for her husband. Cookware in the kitchen is rarely used. That was because the two often ate outside, that too alone. The distance between Sora and Alan grew increasingly distant, without them both noticing.

Now that the tea Sora made was ready, he went back into the room. With the tray in her hand, Sora touched the husband's arm. Alan was still feeling dizzy, he was back lying down.

"Drink this first" said Sora.

"Thank you Ra," Alan reached out his hand to grab the glass that his wife had thrust.

Alan immediately spent the contents in a glass until no rest. His throat was now dry, occasionally he coughed. Alan is now a heavy cigarette addict. Sora became more and more upset with her husband.

"Don't smoke, take care of your health. Health is important" Sora said.

As if ignoring the words of his wife, Alan rose from his sleep and stepped into the bathroom. He died Sora who was upset with him. Alan chose to leave rather than hear the scolding from his wife. His head grew dizzy when he heard the voice of Sora, his wife.

"Ah... Where was that sweet girl? why is it now turning into a very chatty woman and a lot of rules," Alan sighed in annoyance.

"That's a loh, the conplex mothers next door. Dizziness I thought they were gathering together in front of the house," Alan tried to find an excuse, but he had been pestering the wife very slowly. Sharp also hearing his wife, Inner Alan.

"Reason!" Sora looked at her husband with a meaningful look.

"Udah ah, I'm going to take a shower. Later even late to the office," Alan again left Sora who still wanted to talk to him.

Because Alan had entered the bathroom, now Sora cleaned her bed sheets. He changed the sheets that smelled of alcohol because of Alan last night.

All Sora does alone. In that big house, he had no personal assistant. For her free to hire a domestic assistant, after all, she and her husband are rarely at home. The two of them rarely spent any time at home, more outside. This makes the house feel empty and empty.

Both are looking for entertainment outside the home. Equally feel sad with a boring house. Again Sora is wondering, if there are children in this house will definitely look different.

After she finished cleaning her room, Sora prepared clothes for her husband. He chose a navy suit for Alan. Not long after, Alan came out of the bathroom. Alan looks dazzling with his wet hair.

"Go there Ra," said Alan and stepped closer to Sora.

Sora just remained motionless, he was still glued to see the sight that amazes his eyes. Slowly Alan brought his face closer, he kissed Sora's forehead gently.

"Sana, shower smelly," ledek Alan. Making Sora embarrassed, he was indeed bathed in sweat after cleaning the room.

"Heheh.. Ja. It's also a bath" Sora said as she stepped into the bathroom.

Alan started to get ready, he was wearing the clothes that Sora had prepared earlier. Now he tidied his hair, he glazed many times. Turns out he's still handsome, too, Alan's inner.

While waiting for the sora who was still bathing, Alan toasted some bread. This time he will make a special simple breakfast for Sora. As his apology for last night, he felt a little guilty towards his wife.

A while passed, Sora already looked neat and beautiful. This was because he would attend the opening event of the new branch office.

"Rapi is Ra" said Alan.

"Yes, there's an official event. Later there will be an endorsement attended by Mr. Mayor," said Sora while sitting on a chair.

Sora ate her husband's breakfast, although it was slightly charred on the surface of her bread. He seemed to enjoy the moment of this step, Alan rarely had breakfast together with him.

"Slightly scorched ya.." said Alan, he could not cover up the scorching stains that covered the bread he baked.

"Gak papa, delicious really," said Sora while not caring about the bitter taste in her taste buds, she continued to chew on the most delicious breakfast made by her husband.

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