Marsha, Bara's
Caged

On the way home, Marsha chose silence. Because he was confused what to say. Sometimes she glanced at her husband who was driving.

"So the morning the woman you were with yesterday came to the house" Marsha said.

"Mirishou?"

"I don't know his name" he replied.

"Would he go home?"

"Said to wait for you, but in the afternoon she came home. Because I forbid him to sleep in your room" he replied again.

"Why did you forbid him to sleep in my room? We used to do it," Bara said.

"It's disgusting once" said Marsha, throwing her face away.

"We love each other, so why sleep together?"

"Mas, marry me but sleep with her," answered Marsha looking at her husband's face.

"I married you because my parents didn't approve of our relationship" Bara said.

Marsha immediately threw away her face again, it felt like her heart was claustrophobic. Her husband's words upset and disappointed her.

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Arriving home, Marsha rushed to her room. She linger and is close to her husband.

Just changing her clothes, the sound of knocking on the door sounded. He opened it, "What's up?"

Bara laughed cynically, "You're here to serve me!"

"I'm not your servant" Marsha said sternly.

Bara hardens his jaw, he pulls Marsha's hand and takes her to the kitchen. "Make me a drink, right now!"

Marsha nodded.

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A few minutes later, Marsha brought a cup of warm tea in her husband's room.

"Put it here!" his order told his wife to put tea on the table on the balcony of the room.

Marsha obeyed her husband's orders.

Bara sipped his tea, suddenly he splashed it on his wife's face making the woman surprised.

Marsha wiped her face with her palm. She was about to leave her husband's room, but he held her arm.

"You going to man, huh?" Bara slaps Marsha making the woman hold her cheek.

Marsha's eyes began to water, she tried hard to let go of her husband's grasp. "You're the most asshole I've ever met!" she spit on her husband's face.

Bara further tightened his grip, then he took his wife to an unused room and he pushed her. "I'll have fun with Miranda, I hope you don't make a fuss!"

Marsha hurried to her feet, trying to escape from the room. However, her husband's body was so large that she had trouble breaking through it.

The bara again pushed Marsha up to a lunge. He closed the door and locked it from the outside. He did not care about the sound of his wife's screams. He pulled the corner of his lips, "It's not quite what after what you did first!" muttered.

Bara then went to his wife's room, when he got there he looked for Marsha's cell phone. Once he can then pick it up and deactivate the number.

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The sun is already in the dispute, Bara does not think about how the condition of his wife who he brackets in an empty room. He went to the office without breakfast.

Marsha woke up from her sleep, she was holding her aching head. He kept crying all night, got up and limped towards the door and banged repeatedly.

"Mas, please open!" door shouted.

"Have he been to the office?" ask in the heart.

Marsha banged back and called her husband's name.

Again there is no answer.

Marsha is looking for a way to get out, in her heart she promises to run away and tell her parents and file for divorce.

He doesn't care about anyone else's talk, if he has to split up.

His stomach was hungry and his throat was thirsty. Without feeling his body getting weaker and longer and he fainted.

By 5pm, Bara returned home with Miranda. The house was the same when he went to the office.

"Where's your wife?"

"At least in his room" Bara replied lying.

"Darling, I'm thirsty. Can you have your wife make us a drink?"

"You wait here, I'll call him." Bara walked to the storage room.

Bara opened the door and saw Marsha lying helpless. "Marsha!" call him. However, the body did not move.

He approached and shook his wife's body. "Hey, wake!" call him in a strong voice. Still no answer.

Bara saw the corners of Marsha's lips reddened as well as her arms and wrists. "Marsha, wake!" he started to worry.

"No, he can't die!" bara's face paled. He put his finger on Marsha's nose.

Bara then lifted his wife's weak body into his room.

Miranda who saw her lover carrying Marsha's body felt dislike and approached her. "Why him?"

"You better go home!"

"Darling, I want to be with you!" Miranda whinek. He followed Bara to his room.

"Miranda, please come home!" expel Bara.

"Darling, why would you prefer to take care of her?"

"He's fainting, try to understand!" bara Pinta.

"All right, I'm going home. But, ask for money for taxi money," Miranda raised her palm.

Bara gave three pieces of money in red.

Miranda smiled, then kissed her lover's cheek.

"Don't do that again in my house" beg Bara.

Yes, sweetie. I'm home, yeah!" pampered. Miranda left her lover's house.

Bara again saw his wife who was still drowning, his eyes were still closed. He patted Marsha's cheek.

He went to the kitchen, took ice water and a towel and compressed the flushed corners of Marsha's lips.

Nearly an hour into her husband's bed, Marsha finally regained consciousness. His body ached, he circulated his gaze the instant he woke up then rushed down and out of the room.

Marsha goes to her room looking for her cell phone but she does not find it. "I never moved it" he murmured. "Surely he took it," guessed it.

Marsha brought the remaining money to escape. By walking around and looking around, he finally reached the main door.

"Where are you going?"