Marsha, Bara's
The Arrival of Mama Laras

Bara came home early, because his mind was in a mess. Her father scolded her, not to mention Miranda asking for a break up and one of the clients canceled the cooperation.

Arriving at home there was a car parked in the yard. Bara knew if it belonged to his mother he quickly entered and approached them.

"When are guests coming?" greeting Bara smiled, he pretended to approach his wife and then kissed her forehead. That made Marsha open her eyes.

"Ih, what a romantic sister. I'll be envious," Nia smiled resplendently.

"It's only permissible for married people" Bara sneered.

"Ma, can I get married?" nia Whine.

"Finish your education!" laras.

"Darling, I want orange juice. Can you make it?" bara Pinta.

"Just a minute, Mom!" Marsha went to the kitchen to make juice for her husband.

"Why are you going home soon, Bara? It's still three o'clock in the afternoon" Barrel saw the clock on the wall.

"Bara kangen with wife, Ma." Answer lies.

Marsha who heard it, smiled cynically.

"Mas, here's the juice you asked for," she offered a glass to her husband.

Sipping juice, he looked at his wife.

"Why, Mas?" pretend panic.

"The juice must have been you forgot to give sugar, but it doesn't matter to see your face already feels sweet," Bara lied, but inwardly wanted to curse his wife.

"Mas, I'm sorry I forgot!" Marsha smiled with satisfaction in her heart.

"That's better, son. Don't eat too much sugar" she said.

"You don't have a servant?" ask Tia.

"No" answered Bara.

"Yes, sorry Bara. You have no pity for your wife to clean and take care of the house alone," said Laras.

"I'm used to doing everything myself, Ma." Marsha.

"There must be one or two people, so you don't get tired and you can have a baby" said Laras.

"What if we don't have children, Ma?" ask Marsha.

"Just try again continuously until you can, otherwise how else? Maybe it's your destiny, but Mama will still love you" Laras smiled.

Marsha smiled faintly. "How do you want to have children? Your son always tortured me," in his heart.

"Yes, Ma. Be careful, greetings to Papa," Marsha smiled, releasing a hug.

"Yes, son," said Laras then looking at his son. "Tomorrow Mama will send a waiter here" he continued.

"It's not necessary, Ma. I can do it myself" said Marsha.

"Yes, if that is what you want, don't be too tired" advised Laras.

Marsha nodded.

The newlyweds drove their family to the car.

"We're home, brother!" pamit Nia and Tia, both of them waved their hands.

Marsha also replied with a wave of hands as well.

After her in-laws left, Marsha was forced into the house by her husband.

"Mas, sick!" Marsha threw her hand.

Bara picked up a glass filled with orange juice earlier, "Hurry to drink!" he thrust it on his wife.

"I don't want to, Mom!" reject Marsha firmly.

"Come, get a drink!" axed it.

"I said I didn't want to!" Marsha threw the glass.

Bara gripped his wife's jaw, "Now you've got the courage, yes!"

Marsha held her husband's hand and threw it rough. "Why do you have me? What's wrong?" ask him firmly.

"Because of marrying you, my relationship with Miranda broke up!"

"It's not my fault, but you're the stupid one, Mom!"

Bara slapped Marsha, "You said I was stupid!"

"If you love her it's better to marry her instead of me" Marsha spoke sternly.

"Our relationship is not approved!"

"You're a cowardly man!" Marsha stared at her husband's sinister gaze.

Bara approached his wife and grabbed her hair. "You said coward?"

"You should fight for your love, not to hurt two women at once!" marsha answered with pain.

"There's another reason why I married you?"