Marsha, Bara's
A Gift for the In-Law

A loud voice shocked him, quickly forcing Marsha to open the door. But he did not manage to get out. Her husband's hand pulled her back into the room. But, not to his room but to Bara's room. Marsha is thrown into bed.

"Don't try to escape from here, if you dare you will know the consequences" he threatened.

Marsha got out of bed following her husband and grabbed his leg. "Please, let me go!" the door is teary.

Bara tries to release Marsha's hand at her feet.

"What's my fault?" tanyanya.

Bara slightly lowered her body and pulled Marsha's hair until she raised her head.

"Do you want to know your fault?" ask Bara.

Marsha nodded.

"It's not yet time for you to know, I want to torture you until my heartache is avenged" he said coldly.

Marsha kept crying.

"Stop your crying!" his jolt.

Marsha tried to stop but her tears kept dripping.

"So your parents called me to ask you about it, so tomorrow morning we'll be there. I hope you don't complain to them. If you dare, you're not the only one who suffers, but they are!" Bara emphasized his words.

Marsha nodded.

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After breakfast, Marsha and her husband visited her parents' house.

Bara last night gave a painkiller ointment and bruises on his wife's face and hands. He deliberately did so so that his two in-laws were not suspicious. At exactly 11 p.m., Bara arrived at her in-laws' house.

The four of them gathered in the living room while talking.

Mira looked at Marsha very carefully. He touched his daughter's face, "What's the matter?"

Marsha held her face. "Oh, this is okay, Ma."

"It's okay, how?" ask Mira again.

"I was not careful, so I slipped on the stairs" he replied.

"Oh, so." Mira smiled with relief.

"How are Mom and Dad?" tanyakanya.

"Good, Son. Your husband said your phone was broken?" Mira asked again.

"Oh, yes, Ma."

"Bara, thank you. The clothes you gave us, ", said Candra.

"Yes, Pa, Ma, equally," Bara smiled glancing at his wife.

"The clothes are nice and beautiful, Mama likes," Mira praised.

"What does he mean is he sent gifts to Mama and Papa? Want to cover up the bad?" inner Marsha.

"Next Bara send again, if Mama and Papa like," he smiled.

"No need to bother, son. Yesterday the fruits that you delivered until we shared with the neighbors because mostly," explained Mira. "Mubazir if discarded," he continued.

"It's okay, Ma. Better so," Bara again showed her smile.

Marsha smiled faintly glancing at her husband.

Candra looked at the wall clock, "It's time for lunch!" he stood up from the chair.

"Mama's cooked your favorite meal, Marsha. But, Mama does not know your husband's favorite food, hopefully he likes," said Mira.

"What Mama cooks, I'll eat it" Bara said.

The four of them are now at the dinner table. There are various side dishes and vegetables such as egg balado, vegetable soup, instant fried noodles and stew chicken.

Bara enjoys her in-laws cooking so voraciously, she also eats instant fried noodles.

While feeding the rice in her mouth, Marsha watched her husband. "He said he didn't like fried noodles but why did he eat them" he said.

At 3 p.m., Bara and Marsha return home. On the way to the house there was no conversation the two were silent to each other.

Once there, Marsha does homework that has not been done. She doesn't care about her husband sitting at the dinner table playing with his cell phone. He also prepared drinks and snacks in front of Bara.

Marsha kept wiping away the sweat that started dripping. For a moment he stopped to just breathe.

At exactly 6 p.m., he finished homework including dinner.

At 7pm, Bara descended from the sky above and approached his wife. "I'll go to dinner with Miranda" she said.

"Just go, no need to excuse me," said Marsha ketus.

"You jealous?"

Marsha smiled cynically, "I never care what happens to you, let alone be jealous."

Bara gripped Marsha's arm firmly and then let go, then she passed.

Marsha held her arm, she then stared at the dining table. He enjoys his cooking alone. Finished eating and washing dishes, he watched television.

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Bara was wedged by a man who is known to be his men with a drunken state.

"You who?" Bara pointed towards his wife.

"Help me take her to her room" pinta Marsha.

"Good, Miss." The man helped Bara to his room and then he broke it down.

"Thank you" said Marsha.

"Together, Miss. Excuse me for coming home" he said.

"Yes." Yeah."

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After closing the main door, Marsha returned to her husband's room. He opened his shoes and removed the tie from his neck. Then she took a towel and cold water painstakingly, wiping her husband's face and hands.

Marsha held a carpet ambal next to her husband's bed, sleeping just below it.

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The window was opened Marsha, the sun illuminated the room of her husband who was still asleep. Marsha does her routine every morning.

Bara jerked up and circulated his gaze around her. Then looking at his clothes, he rushed down and cleaned himself ready to go to the office.

Bara walked into the kitchen and sat down at the dinner table, his wife having prepared a warm tea, a bread filled with jam and pieces of red apples.

"Who brought me home?"

"Key," answered Marsha.

"Oh," he said briefly.

Marsha continued her work and remained silent.

"Today I'm sending a new television and fridge to your parents" Bara said, prompting Marsha to stop her activities.

"Mas, there's no need to bother sending gifts to my parents."

"I'm not bothered and I'm happy."

Marsha is standing in front of her husband. "Send a gift but torture me. Want to cover up the mistakes that Mas Bara made?"

Bara.

Marsha went to her room and slammed the door firmly and locked it. She was crying as much as she could.

Not wanting to go to his wife, Bara chose to go to the office.

Arriving at the office, Bara looks more silent and dreamy. Handoko approached her son's study.

"Father!" sapa Bara improved her sitting attitude.

"Are you drunk last night?"

"Where did Papa know?"

"Bara, you forgot that the bodyguard next to you was Papa's man too."

"Yes, Pa. I just drank a little," said Bara relaxed.

"Little? You don't even know your wife!" handoko Sentak.

"I'm not going to repeat it, Pa."

"Lucky Key knew, otherwise the woman took you and you slept together after that she demanded accountability from you!"

"Sorry, Pa!'

"Last night, Papa doesn't want this to happen again" Handoko leaves her son's room.

Bara ruffled his hair, he remembered the incident last night due to a fight with Miranda. The woman claimed to have a dark lover.

"You never have time for me!"

"Miranda, you have to understand. I'm married, and I don't love her either."

"Initially you didn't love her for long, much less did you ever say that your wife was your first love!"

"But it's just the past. I have fulfilled all your wishes" Bara said.

"I want you, Bara!" Miranda spoke loudly in the middle of the sound of music.

"Miranda, you have patience. I'll try to fight for our relationship" he explained.

"Fight but marry another woman" Miranda smiled cynically.

"What do you want now?" ask soft Bara.

"I want to see my other girlfriend" he replied.

"You're having an affair, huh!" ask Bara loudly.

"She always has time for me!" Miranda is gone.

An angry and disappointed emar, downed the drink on the table.