Marsha, Bara's
Considered Like a Servant

With tears in her eyes, Marsha cleansed her husband's room. For almost half an hour he cleaned the room.

Finished cleaning the room, he got down and walked into the kitchen looking for food but nothing at all. Her husband is also invisible.

Using his own money, he went out of the house looking for the nearest rice stall. Luckily, she found a stall just 50 meters from her husband's residence.

"Mom, please pack a serving of rice with egg side dishes, yes!" the door is to the rice seller.

"Good, Non. Wait, yeah!" the rice seller began wrapping up the order after which he handed it to Marsha and mentioned the nominal price of the food.

"This is the money, Mom. Thank you!" Marsha returned home with a pack of rice.

Arriving at home he began to eat it so voraciously, occasionally his tears dripped. Given so foolishly he accepted the proposal of a man who did not love him.

Having just finished eating and about to go to the room, Marsha heard the voice of another person laughing from the door. She then saw her husband with a woman joking.

"He who is Bara?" ask the woman.

"She's the woman I married yesterday" Bara gently stroked the cheek of the woman who wasn't his wife.

"You're bad, Bara. Why am I not the one getting married?" whine the woman.

"I'm ready to let go of my husband, if you want!" sahut Marsha's. Then he went to his room.

Bara pulled the corner of her lips looking at the expression on Marsha's angry face.

By closing the door, Marsha dropped her body on the bed. "If she already has a lover why should she marry me?" his nag.

"You go home, I've spent you" Bara ordered.

"But I want to be with you!" said the woman named Miranda spoiled.

"You know I'm married, there's no way we've always been together like this. Go, don't make me angry" Bara said in a cold tone.

"Alright, thank you for bringing me shopping," Miranda smiled seductively.

"Yes" Bara answered without looking at him.

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The sound of knocking on the door repeatedly and I was heard from outside Marsha's room. She hurried to open it, her husband standing with a sharp look.

"What do you need?" ketus tanyanya.

Bara clutched his wife's arm and pulled out of the room into the kitchen and violently released it. "Cooking for my dinner!" his orders coldly.

"If you want to have dinner, there's no need to force me in this kind of rude manner" Marsha looked at her husband.

Bara threw away his face, "Don't argue, just do what I tell you to do!"

Marsha opened the contents of plastic that contained a variety of groceries kitchen needs. He started slicing onions and chili.

An hour later the cooking was finished and he served it at the table.

Bara who was already at the dining table, began to take side dishes and various vegetables made by his wife.

"Can I eat with you?" pinta Marsha's.

"No, you can only eat when I'm done."

Marsha just nodded.

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Almost 30 minutes, Bara was at the dinner table and Marsha was standing there.

Bara left the dining table, Marsha quickly picked up the side dishes and leftover vegetables. He was so good at eating it.

He contacted both of his parents via video. "How are you, Ma, Pa?"

"Good, Son. How are you and your husband?" ask Mira.

"Good, Ma, Pa."

"Where are you? Why does your room look so small?" ask Mira again.

"Oh, this is the waiter's room, Ma." Marsha is lying.

"Why are you in the waiter's room?" Candra asked.

"It just so happens that the waiter is on a day off today, so I'm on the phone here" Marsha lied again. "Mas Bara is doing office work in the room, I'm afraid to interrupt his work, Pa." Marsha explained before her parents asked again.

"Yes, already. You guys are fine, yeah right there!" mira's prayers to her son and daughter-in-law.

"Greet your husband" said Candra.

"Yes, Pa. Later I will tell you, the important thing is that Mama and Papa are healthy there. I miss you guys!" Marsha forced a smile even though her heart was crying.

"Mama and Papa miss you too" Mira smiled as she waved her hand.

After hanging up her phone, Marsha wiped away her tears that started to drip. He did not want to tell the truth, because he did not want his parents to think about him and feel guilty for marrying him to Bara.

"Marsha!" yells Bara calling.

In a hurry, he approached her. "What's up, Mom?"

"Wait, you said I'm Mas?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Yes, already. No problem" said Bara.

Marsha smiled with relief hearing that.

"I want satay at the end of that road, go and buy it for me!" his orders.

Marsha looks at the clockwork of the wall showing it at almost 10 p.m.

"Why? You don't want to?"

"Well, I'll buy it" replied Marsha.

Bara is giving a piece of blue money. "Buy just one, you've eaten, haven't you?"

"Yes, Mum." Marsha also went out to buy satay that her husband asked for.

The sky looked reddened, a thunderous voice sounded from above. Marsha tried to dare to walk on a quiet road with the wind blowing quite fast.

Marsha sped up her steps, in order to arrive at the sate stall. Once there, she ordered her husband's order.

Raindrops began to drench the streets, Marsha stepped her feet quickly. He was grateful when he reached the water house from the sky down with a swift.

Still with wet clothes exposed to rain water. She presented it to her husband. "This is the satellite, Mas!"

Bara caught a glimpse of Marsha's clothes and hair that looked slightly wet. "Make me some warm tea!"

"Good, Mas." Marsha immediately went to the kitchen making tea without changing her clothes.

She walked quickly to her husband's room, then placed it on the nightstand.

"Now you can sleep!"

"Thank you, Mum." Marsha returned to her room and slept well.