Marsha, Bara's
Trying to Make Peace

After driving her two guests home, Marsha returned home. She walked into the kitchen, her husband was waiting for her there.

"Thank you for standing up for me" Bara said.

"Yes." Yeah." Marsha gave a short speech.

"How about we eat out tonight?" bring Bara.

"Can't," he refused.

"Why?"

"I'm nobody to you."

"As my apology" said Bara.

"No, Mas." Marsha chose to go to the room.

"He why the hell'?"

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Her night...

"Hi, honey!" hello Miranda smiled flirtatiously.

"I told you, never come here again!" Bara pulls Miranda's hand away from the house.

"I miss you, Bara." Miranda wanted to hug but was pushed slowly by her lover.

"Miranda, you must be able to understand my position now" Bara said.

"Yes, I know you are now a husband, but I am your lover" Miranda blushed her lips.

"Here's money for you, now you're home!" Bara took the wallet in a pants pocket and handed him 6 pieces of blue money.

"Yes, I'm going home. Thank you, "Miranda held Bara's face and then she left in her car.

After Miranda left, Bara went back into the house.

Marsha is serving dinner at the table. I was ready to enjoy it.

"Your love isn't fed?" ask Marsha.

"He's home" replied Bara enjoying his wife's cooking.

"A fast? Can't you be separated?" sindir Marsha's.

"Don't provoke my emotions, Marsha!" Bara put down his spoon.

"All right," said Marsha. He was also ready to go to the room.

"Where are you going?"

"You're sleeping!" marsha answered ketus.

"You don't eat?"

"No."

"Marsha!" call him.

"What else is it?"

"Sit down, accompany me to eat!" bring soft coals.

Marsha returned to the dining table, pulled up a chair and sat down before her husband.

Marsha just sat down without eating anything.

"Why not eat?" He looked at his wife.

"I'll just go with you for a meal" Marsha replied.

"Sha, please eat!" her word.

"For what, Mom?" Marsha raised her voice. "Right now you're being gentle after it tortures me back" she said.

They choose silence.

"I was wrong before, humiliating you in front of the other students but there's a reason I did that!" Marsha spoke out loud.

Bara retreated his chair roughly and stood up. "I don't need to know your reason, but your treatment back then was very bad!"

"Okay, I'm sorry!"

"Slow, Marsha!"

"Mas, want me to slowly die. All right, I'm following your wish!" Marsha took the glass and broke it. "Let me be content and forgive my mistakes!" he then took a slightly larger piece of glass and pointed it at his wrist.

"Marsha, no!" shouting Bara.

"Why? Isn't this what I wanted?" Marsha continues to shed tears.

"Marsha, don't do that!" She speaks softly.

Quickly, Bara hits Marsha's left hand holding the glass so it falls. Bara hugged his wife.

"Take me off, Mom!" Marsha continued to rebel.

"Marsha, relax!" bujuk Bara's.

"Perse me, Mum!" the door was crying.

Hearing that word, Bara hardened her jaw. He then clutched his wife's arm with both hands. "At any time I won't divorce you!" emphasizing words.

"Why? Mas, want to torture me again?" Marsha looked at her husband's face full of anger.

"Marsha, you're mine!" Bara confirmed his words. He let go of his grip and left his crying wife.

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There was no activity in the kitchen this morning. The house looks empty. The falling bar noticed his surroundings. As usual he would sit down to enjoy the dishes his wife made.

"Marsha!" call him.

"Yes, what's wrong?"

"Where's my breakfast?"

"I was lazy to make it," he replied casually.

"You said lazy?"

"Mas, I'm a nobody. Don't tell me again, just tell your wife!"

"Hey, you're my wife!" bara.

"But only in the marriage book!"

"You're looking for trouble early in the morning!" The coals turn on the stove to cook water and make tea.

Marsha sat there watching her husband, and he picked up the apples at the table and ate them.

"Who told you to eat that?" Bara who saw his wife eating fruit casually.

"I'm hungry, let's just say Mas loves me" Marsha replied casually.

"You mustn't touch anything in this house" barred Bara.

"All right, then I'll get out of this house!"

"Who told you to come out?"

"Does Mas want to be famous for not feeding the people who are in his house?"

I thought for a moment, "You can eat it!"

"So dong!" Marsha took one more apple. "Don't forget after breakfast, do the dishes" he passed.

Bara snorted annoyedly at his wife's order.

Just about to drink her tea, Marsha passed by the dining table with shorts on her thighs and a tight shirt with no sleeves to her cleavage.

"Where are you going?"

"Swim!"

"Yes, we're gone!" Bara continued his breakfast.

After breakfast, Bara was about to go to the office suddenly canceled it. He then went to his room to change his clothes and walked to the pool and went swimming with his wife.

"Why not go to the office?"

"I'm just lazy."

"Tumbin!" insinuations.

"I don't want to, you killed yourself in this pool" Bara said.

"I'm not that stupid!"

"Then that last night?"

"I was just bluffing, Mom. Apparently, it still has pity," he replied.

"So, you're playing me!" Bara grabbed his wife's body and grabbed it.

"What are you doing?"

"You are my wife so I deserve you" Bara replied.

Marsha let go of her husband and went upstairs. "Mas hates me so much, so shouldn't touch me!"

"Why? We are married" said Bara, who also ended his swim.

"I don't want to conceive your child, if her father hates her mother so much" Marsha grabbed a towel and wiped her body.

The words of his wife made Bara speechless and thought.